carnalascetic

One of the guys at work has just had "it" the last couple of days. Random female customers have been coming up to him and giving him their numbers and asking him for his digits. I have been giving him shit, just joking around. Today I was again talking shit. We were laughing. Then he said. "Yeah and tonight I'm going out with *." Now, * is one of the few (two) women/girls I'm even interested in at work. Of course she has no clue about it (there are reasons for that). The most amusing part of this is that I tried to react normally; I can tell I didn't quite pull it off as smoothly as I'd hoped. His demeanor changed a little bit, and the subject was dropped quickly. I must have flashed a little murder in my eyes for a second, hahah. Damn these betraying eyes! Oh well.

It's the weekend which means I don't have to even look at a dumbbell or weight bench! Some sick part of me wanted to workout though. So I did some pull/chin-ups. I think I need help.

Hope all is well.