Let's see, journal entry fit for public consumption...
IlikeboobiesIlikeboobiesIlike....
Sorry, every 5 minutes you know.
Um, like back in June I was gonna post some flabby pics of my hairy self and then impress you all with some studmuffin shit by August after all the working out I intended to do....I didn't quite pull it off. I've been running and my energy level over all is much improved, but I haven't seen a whole lot of changes around the midsection.
OMG...I'm boring myself
What's the wackyist (when is Olivia going to give me spell check?) thing that's happend to me in the last couple of weeks?
...
I was taking a friend back to her appartment here in midtown at around midnight a few weeks back and there was a raccoon moma and her baby camped out in front of the stair well. I told my friend "let me go first" and I proceded to get into a staring contest with the little bandit (raccoons can get big and they bite - I think) My friend then proceeded to steal my manhood and push past me to chase the little fuckers off.
The other day I was jogging around the park and I passed this very cute blond, not once, but twice. Then on my way home three blocks away from the park as I'm in the home stretch comes the same blond up the street. I smiled at her and I said "Third times a charm, my name's Joe." She smiled back, and I would have melted, but I was panting and sweaty anyways. She said, "my name's Rachelle (Ray-shell), how far did you run?" I don't remember anything else I said, because I completely failed to be cool, inviting, charming, smart, or anything else I needed to be at that moment. I do remember her telling me that she lived close by
and that she worked just a few blocks up the street , but I didn't find out exactly where she lived 
, exactly where she worked , or to get a telephone number before she walked on up the street and out of my life
OK your turn.
IlikeboobiesIlikeboobiesIlike....
Sorry, every 5 minutes you know.
Um, like back in June I was gonna post some flabby pics of my hairy self and then impress you all with some studmuffin shit by August after all the working out I intended to do....I didn't quite pull it off. I've been running and my energy level over all is much improved, but I haven't seen a whole lot of changes around the midsection.
OMG...I'm boring myself
What's the wackyist (when is Olivia going to give me spell check?) thing that's happend to me in the last couple of weeks?
...
I was taking a friend back to her appartment here in midtown at around midnight a few weeks back and there was a raccoon moma and her baby camped out in front of the stair well. I told my friend "let me go first" and I proceded to get into a staring contest with the little bandit (raccoons can get big and they bite - I think) My friend then proceeded to steal my manhood and push past me to chase the little fuckers off.
The other day I was jogging around the park and I passed this very cute blond, not once, but twice. Then on my way home three blocks away from the park as I'm in the home stretch comes the same blond up the street. I smiled at her and I said "Third times a charm, my name's Joe." She smiled back, and I would have melted, but I was panting and sweaty anyways. She said, "my name's Rachelle (Ray-shell), how far did you run?" I don't remember anything else I said, because I completely failed to be cool, inviting, charming, smart, or anything else I needed to be at that moment. I do remember her telling me that she lived close by
and that she worked just a few blocks up the street , but I didn't find out exactly where she lived , exactly where she worked , or to get a telephone number before she walked on up the street and out of my life
OK your turn.
Keep exercising and maybe you will run into each other again
HEHEHEHE I made a funny.
xoxo
Edited to add that there aren't very many girls at all in the body building group.
[Edited on Aug 07, 2005 11:41AM]