Avanti
Tomorrow has arrived. I was "good" today. I managed to consume tuna for breakfast, and I ate lean barbeque for lunch, namely baby back pork ribs and jalepeno sausage. Perhaps that was not so lean after all.
I jogged for the first time in a while, and I suffered the customary embarrassment of being out-of-shape. I was lapped thrice by an attractive young lady. I didn't mind.
In my sleepy state, I can type only simple sentences. Sleep pours over me... like molasses over a bunch of pancakes with bacon and eggs and sausage at IHOP...
Wait! That was a slip. No more of that weakness!
The Chinese buffet beckons. Will I heed its call?
I jogged for the first time in a while, and I suffered the customary embarrassment of being out-of-shape. I was lapped thrice by an attractive young lady. I didn't mind.
In my sleepy state, I can type only simple sentences. Sleep pours over me... like molasses over a bunch of pancakes with bacon and eggs and sausage at IHOP...
Wait! That was a slip. No more of that weakness!
The Chinese buffet beckons. Will I heed its call?
1 Comments:
This is great it's nice to see the male version of Bridget Jones's diary. Don't forget to get enough protein and vitamins :)
-naraxa
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