So that 5 pounds I lost? I think I made up for it yesterday in all the ice cream and french fries and the burger I ate. Good job Mary!
I slept like ass last night because I have new clients today and I am scared because a) they're new, and b) my boss has made them out to be the kind of people that blame the trainer when shit's not working when in reality they are still eating Jack in the Box everyday and not working out on their time off. So we'll see what happens. I hope they buy like a million sessions and think I am the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Yesterday I watched this Discovery channel special on the Yellowstone Park Volcano and what would happen if it blew. It was awesome and Mexico was like eff off because 3.5 million people were trying to get in. I thought that was really funny. I'm an ass, what can I say. But on a lighter note, my dude called me to tell me it was on because he knew I wanted to watch it, which is like whoa because that was really thoughtful. Then I had a dream last night that he was like "I love you!" and I was all, yeah that's right biatch, but in the back of my head I couldn't figure out why he was being all nice. And then the dream turned into some fucked up Mary Poppins story and she was scary and psychotic and twitchy, and then I dreamed I lost a tooth, and that I stole back all the clothes my little sister has been stealing from me for the last few months. Who knows what that means. I think I will steal those clothes back though, I could use those jackets and workout pants and pajamas and tank tops. Of course, her reasoning for taking them in the first place is because they are all black and she has to wear all black to school, but fuck man, go clothes shopping instead of ganking my shit and stretching it all out. (She's like 5 inches taller than me and about 25 pounds heavier, not to mention she has double d breastesses and I am barely pushing a b.)
Alright. I am procrastinating now, so I need to get directions to the new peoples house, get my weights together, and then find some time for me at the gym. Then study, call my other clients, go to the bank, wash my car, do more laundry, and all that jazz.
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I slept like ass last night because I have new clients today and I am scared because a) they're new, and b) my boss has made them out to be the kind of people that blame the trainer when shit's not working when in reality they are still eating Jack in the Box everyday and not working out on their time off. So we'll see what happens. I hope they buy like a million sessions and think I am the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Yesterday I watched this Discovery channel special on the Yellowstone Park Volcano and what would happen if it blew. It was awesome and Mexico was like eff off because 3.5 million people were trying to get in. I thought that was really funny. I'm an ass, what can I say. But on a lighter note, my dude called me to tell me it was on because he knew I wanted to watch it, which is like whoa because that was really thoughtful. Then I had a dream last night that he was like "I love you!" and I was all, yeah that's right biatch, but in the back of my head I couldn't figure out why he was being all nice. And then the dream turned into some fucked up Mary Poppins story and she was scary and psychotic and twitchy, and then I dreamed I lost a tooth, and that I stole back all the clothes my little sister has been stealing from me for the last few months. Who knows what that means. I think I will steal those clothes back though, I could use those jackets and workout pants and pajamas and tank tops. Of course, her reasoning for taking them in the first place is because they are all black and she has to wear all black to school, but fuck man, go clothes shopping instead of ganking my shit and stretching it all out. (She's like 5 inches taller than me and about 25 pounds heavier, not to mention she has double d breastesses and I am barely pushing a b.)
Alright. I am procrastinating now, so I need to get directions to the new peoples house, get my weights together, and then find some time for me at the gym. Then study, call my other clients, go to the bank, wash my car, do more laundry, and all that jazz.
Tell me how you're doing
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korbendallas:
Doing alright, can't complain i guess. Got a few things i need to decide on, but that's until after i find out i get from my pension. Which will be sometime this week 
tadzi:
please dont wait 10 days again...that hurts just to think about it