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Went to gym last night for the first time since the Great Ipod Destruction 2005/Lincoln Administration. That is kind of pathetic, sure, and last night they confiscated my card because I haven't renewed my membership, and since I've been lying about my county of residence for two years I now have to figure out a way to avoid paying for a non-county residence membership, i.e., I am totes cheap. I refuse to belong to a fancy gym on several counts: One, shiny people in lycra. Two, I cannot in good faith pay billions of dollars to stare at shiny people in lycra when Three, a county facility has the same machines/etc and is always less crowded and more pleasant and has people playing basketball, poorly, for me to be entertained by. Four, I like people in sweatpants. Five, I rarely go to the gym because I am having a love affair with my couch, and am deeply entrenched in systematically chewing my way through my holiday gift from my company, a gift basket containing chocolates and processed cheese spreads.
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Tookie and Richard Pryor are both dead
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Are all people in LA brainless fucks? I'm serious when I ask this, because the two people I know still grinding away West-coast style are acting like complete morons recently (recently = last four years or so.) So maybe it's just a personal bias/stereotype. Someone please answer, I'm collecting data for my book, entitled: "All People I Personally Know In Los Angeles Are Really Pretty Stupid."
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Instant Message:
S says: I feel 65 today
G says: 65 yr olds are cute
S says: it's the Voltron theory
S says: all my medical short comings morphed into one powerful medical short coming
G says: ha
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We went to a Pet Expo last year. The Chicken Man of North Carolina was there. See?
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