a week of werk

i'm typng with my eyes shut and my head heavy on my couch... drained of all energy from a week full of werk. assignments, presentations, appointments, interpreting, translating, langauges, reading, verbverbverb

not to mention meetings, minutes, reading, writing, volunteering, friendeeing, more meetings, ore readings, more more more

and there was the goodness and great thing of going to the gym. though busy and somewhat time consuming, i really love thegym. its a place to warm up, cool down, destress and centre myself
plus, a lot of cute mans with big arms...
biceps are god's way of saying
"this is what candy looks like"

funny story about the gym. i went the other day closer to "jock-head time" after the working day. had to wait to work into a few machines - no biggy. but my bike was taken and the folks therepeddling wer sooo not even into their cardio and were really just sitting there watching telelvision and taking up my precious cardio time. rude.
the changerooms and sauna were vey eyey. i normally don't care, and don't even notice the other guys (at least i'm aware to make such things obvious as it can put people ill at ease) but one guy might as well have climbed up into people's shower stall, on sat on them in the bastu or not even bothered (enter other verb here).

grrr. i'm to be buff - sexhungry people should stay home, or at least share their schedule so others can work around it and not be checked out for the entire duration of my shower. kthxbai as the 1337 say i believe

that's my week. oh, and a dinosaur brought me something from the tarpits. nice
nice? whatever, generosity is nice, so yes nice

not to quickly read over this entry so tiredly written with les eyes fermés.


hic extraneus sum and man alive! i'm tired.