Boring Ass Blog

Well it's been a week since I last posted in the blog. And weelllll I don't really have much to talk about.

I'm sort of sitting here going "where has summer gone?" with september steadfastly approaching. It's not that I'm dreading the fall though. In a way i'm excited to spend less time at work and more time studying. It's not less work. But it's a different flow in life. And the brain feels good from school. Is that a grammatically correct sentence?

I booked off the evening of the 21st to go see Tech N9ne in concert. But my request was denied. There's a little bit of a sting there because I hate my hours at work. They are shitty but necessary hours. I work them because the pay is good and I need $$ for pretty much everything in life. But it still stings that I never went out to the lake at all this summer. Never spent any real time with friends on some dock with no worries for at least a few days. Had my sisters wedding, and that's all. So i was hoping for some hip hop goodness nearing the end of august.

So jeez, let me have this one evening off ya think?

I've been attempting to get into shape/ bulk up. I'm not trying to be some muscle man over here. In fact, that really doesn't matter to me. I just want to gain some weight in muscle. My mother was fawning over me when I visited. "You're too thin! You need to eat more!" And i'll admit I have a good 15-20 pounds to put on. My mother relates a "healthy" weight for me to when I lived with her. Which isn't fair because the epitome of snack food is living at your mothers house. I constantly ate while living with her. So naturally I weighed in around 165-170. I'm at 150 right now. So she's "concerned". I try and tell her "MOM! I'm a skinny scottish dude and always will be!"

Let mothers worry. It's comforting to have someone worry about me. But i'm not here to put lines on her face. So I printed out a diet plan ( for NFL players) and have begun a semi-routine. I'll have to eventually get a gym pass somewhere if I really want to become serious about it though. The thing is, I hate gyms. i hate gym culture and I find weight lifting boring as shit. And like I said, i'm not going for a certain kind of "look". I just want useful strength and to feel more healthy.

My god this blog is fucking boring. I'm sorry i've been droning on with nothing relevant to anything.

Like I said, i'm just rolling with the days. I do need some sort of spark. Some inspiration. It's all around me and I can feel it.