Don't use the machine after me, I sweat from my unmentionables.
February 7th 2007 22:14
I don't want to say Tony is the center of my universe, the rock in my world, the anchor to my ship or anything like that, mainly becuase he'd be completely unbearable about it. He'd be all "I am man, gaze upon my penis in wonder! I am the penis wielder, and you shall worship my penis. Orally, lots of oral worshipping" Then when I was done, he'd mushroom stamp my forehead, slap me on the ass, and tell me to make him some pie, and I HATE making pie.
But just little shit has gone wrong. Like the toilet overflowing poo water onto my floor. I won't tell you WHOSE poo it was that clogged the toilet, as it would be really embarrassing for me, er I mean that person. My computer acting funky, the fish slowly dying a slow death. Jonny refusing to sleep. All those little teeny things, that if he were at least here I could discuss with him.
I've joined a gym, and have gone twice so far. That may not sound like a lot, but I joined Monday afternoon. So, I went Tuesday, and today. So far, I am enjoying it. It hasn't become unbearable yet. I like that it's open super early, and I like that there is child care. So, if I want to get up early (which I usually don't) and go before Tony leaves, I can. If I want to go at my own leisurely pace, I can leave Jonny and exercise.
I always feel like an idiot at the gym. Today I tried to use the curcuit machines? I think tha's what they're called, but i must read the directions and I know people are thinking "Ah Fatty is of course reading the directions." I know no one is saying that, but thats what I think. Becuase I am a bigger gal, as well, I always get embarrassed by my crotch sweat. I always leave this line of sweat on the seat, that I must hurry up and wipe away before anyone sees that I am SO fat, my vagina sweats,
And I wll leave you with that mental picture.
But just little shit has gone wrong. Like the toilet overflowing poo water onto my floor. I won't tell you WHOSE poo it was that clogged the toilet, as it would be really embarrassing for me, er I mean that person. My computer acting funky, the fish slowly dying a slow death. Jonny refusing to sleep. All those little teeny things, that if he were at least here I could discuss with him.
I've joined a gym, and have gone twice so far. That may not sound like a lot, but I joined Monday afternoon. So, I went Tuesday, and today. So far, I am enjoying it. It hasn't become unbearable yet. I like that it's open super early, and I like that there is child care. So, if I want to get up early (which I usually don't) and go before Tony leaves, I can. If I want to go at my own leisurely pace, I can leave Jonny and exercise.
I always feel like an idiot at the gym. Today I tried to use the curcuit machines? I think tha's what they're called, but i must read the directions and I know people are thinking "Ah Fatty is of course reading the directions." I know no one is saying that, but thats what I think. Becuase I am a bigger gal, as well, I always get embarrassed by my crotch sweat. I always leave this line of sweat on the seat, that I must hurry up and wipe away before anyone sees that I am SO fat, my vagina sweats,
And I wll leave you with that mental picture.
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How odd. My gym would practically lynch anyone who didn't use a towel on the machines. I'm by nature a very sweaty boy; I'm normally swimming three sets of bench press into my workout. I carry the towel for fear I'll be stigmatised by the beautiful people at the gym. An ugly guy like me simply can't afford this.
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