Borrring
So sore, so so sore, and tired, very tired. I feel like I'm turning into an old man, or a fat kid. We were talking about it this weekend and decided something must have gone wrong for me somewhere. Why? Because I should be a fat kid. I was born a fat kid. Literally, I was a tubby ass baby. But somewhere along the road I thinned out, physically at least; inside I'm fatter than ever.
Friday was fairly typical. Pat and I were beat from long work weeks. Plans got changed. We ended up watching "Bad Santa" with AJ. Fantastic movie, fucking brilliant. It was sarcastic, it was dark, it was lewd. Needless to say, I'm a fan. We followed that up by breaking in the new ping pong table. Well, AJ mostly broke it in, at the same time he destroyed our dignity. Winning 5 out of 5 games and stealing the thunder from the inauguration. On the plus side we made good use of the giant blue leather couch that is stuck in the garage, or rather stuck out of the house. Even still, he managed to take the pleasure out of the couch by making me tuck my penis between my legs after another loss...It was emasculating to say the least. Let us not speak of it.
Saturday started out good, got lethargic, then ended with a bang...well, ended on a good note. Brought a delightful, yet sick friend some breakfast. I didn't do it by choice, I tried to go back to sleep, the cricket made me do it. I learned that Home Depot sucks. And we blew off Cassie and that crowd to go to the Dancin' Bare. Good times were had. I 'slept' in the reclinger, again.
Sunday I woke up early again damnit. Fucking let me sleep for once. So I drove to the office to pick up AJ's parents key for their new house. I picked up donuts for the moving crew (us), and we got to work. AJ, Pat, Caleb and I make one fucking sick moving crew. Our average height is probably 6'5, average weight like 207lbs. Even so, AJ's parents have a lot of crap, we were sore and tired afterwards...so logically we invited Keith over and went across the street to play baseball. I threw my arm out until it was almost numb and it pained me just to be alive. I have not been in that much pain in a long time. I iced the hell out of my shoulder. Now my shoulder isn't so bad. All of my muscles hurt equally. This is far too long of a blog post. It ends here, for better or worse.
Friday was fairly typical. Pat and I were beat from long work weeks. Plans got changed. We ended up watching "Bad Santa" with AJ. Fantastic movie, fucking brilliant. It was sarcastic, it was dark, it was lewd. Needless to say, I'm a fan. We followed that up by breaking in the new ping pong table. Well, AJ mostly broke it in, at the same time he destroyed our dignity. Winning 5 out of 5 games and stealing the thunder from the inauguration. On the plus side we made good use of the giant blue leather couch that is stuck in the garage, or rather stuck out of the house. Even still, he managed to take the pleasure out of the couch by making me tuck my penis between my legs after another loss...It was emasculating to say the least. Let us not speak of it.
Saturday started out good, got lethargic, then ended with a bang...well, ended on a good note. Brought a delightful, yet sick friend some breakfast. I didn't do it by choice, I tried to go back to sleep, the cricket made me do it. I learned that Home Depot sucks. And we blew off Cassie and that crowd to go to the Dancin' Bare. Good times were had. I 'slept' in the reclinger, again.
Sunday I woke up early again damnit. Fucking let me sleep for once. So I drove to the office to pick up AJ's parents key for their new house. I picked up donuts for the moving crew (us), and we got to work. AJ, Pat, Caleb and I make one fucking sick moving crew. Our average height is probably 6'5, average weight like 207lbs. Even so, AJ's parents have a lot of crap, we were sore and tired afterwards...so logically we invited Keith over and went across the street to play baseball. I threw my arm out until it was almost numb and it pained me just to be alive. I have not been in that much pain in a long time. I iced the hell out of my shoulder. Now my shoulder isn't so bad. All of my muscles hurt equally. This is far too long of a blog post. It ends here, for better or worse.
posted by Joe at 3:21 PM
2 Comments:
I think the healing came more from your kindness and generosity than from the orange juice and bagels. Though they were scrumptious. Thanks again!
I'm trying to kick that whole "kindness and generosity" bad habit, so let's keep that on the DL.
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