Fool of April
The gym is starting to irritate me. I am so sick of dragging around a workout bag when i walk to work - and i am sick of the HUGE amount of time it takes out of my day. For a while I was loving it, really into it, eating right and taking lots of protein in my bod. I am still going to the gym, but not feeling the workouts like I really want and need to. It’s pretty frustrating. I love to see results and lots of people have commented on the change in my body, but I seem to have flat lined for the time being.
Speaking of the gym. There are these group of guys who go to our gym. They are making me nuts. Individually (mind you -- the bitches don’t come alone too often) they walk around and sort of act like they have more than a flagpole up their asses, more like each other – safely stored up each other’s bums.
Anyway when they get together, they walk around the gym doing various muscle-building maneuvers, somewhat passively I might add. In turn they each spot one another, the ones who are not lifting – they whisper to each other, and then break out into some faggy laughter.
In general, I do not mind frivolous fag behavior, I might embrace it – with these boys it’s different.
They are all built up pretty nicely, but I have come to find them to be some of the most unattractive lot my eyes have focused on. There are three of them. Une, Deux, Trois.
The reason I am talking about them is that I have a daily interaction with them on some level, and I get confused. Simple nate – I know I know. For some reason they make me want to process my thoughts on them. Do they make me feel insecure? Or is it that they are so un-nice that I don’t understand. I am a firm believer of saying hi when someone is familiar to me, and when you see someone everyday – you sorta want to say hi to them, but they make no effort to acknowledge.
I give them dirty looks now. Eat me.
I am slightly happy for mister HIM . His newfound assault on America seems to be going well. He’s pretty damn sexy if you ask me, despite his insane sort of living and tendency for grossness. His CD is only $8.99. Why is that?
The gym is starting to irritate me. I am so sick of dragging around a workout bag when i walk to work - and i am sick of the HUGE amount of time it takes out of my day. For a while I was loving it, really into it, eating right and taking lots of protein in my bod. I am still going to the gym, but not feeling the workouts like I really want and need to. It’s pretty frustrating. I love to see results and lots of people have commented on the change in my body, but I seem to have flat lined for the time being.
Speaking of the gym. There are these group of guys who go to our gym. They are making me nuts. Individually (mind you -- the bitches don’t come alone too often) they walk around and sort of act like they have more than a flagpole up their asses, more like each other – safely stored up each other’s bums.
Anyway when they get together, they walk around the gym doing various muscle-building maneuvers, somewhat passively I might add. In turn they each spot one another, the ones who are not lifting – they whisper to each other, and then break out into some faggy laughter.
In general, I do not mind frivolous fag behavior, I might embrace it – with these boys it’s different.
They are all built up pretty nicely, but I have come to find them to be some of the most unattractive lot my eyes have focused on. There are three of them. Une, Deux, Trois.
The reason I am talking about them is that I have a daily interaction with them on some level, and I get confused. Simple nate – I know I know. For some reason they make me want to process my thoughts on them. Do they make me feel insecure? Or is it that they are so un-nice that I don’t understand. I am a firm believer of saying hi when someone is familiar to me, and when you see someone everyday – you sorta want to say hi to them, but they make no effort to acknowledge.
I give them dirty looks now. Eat me.
I am slightly happy for mister HIM . His newfound assault on America seems to be going well. He’s pretty damn sexy if you ask me, despite his insane sort of living and tendency for grossness. His CD is only $8.99. Why is that?
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