Why am I doing this? I can't advertise my body as a rarified interface to the objective universe and then treat it like a toxic waste dump. So I'm doing something about it.
I'm very happy to hear that. I've been in the gym like a crazed man lately. Of course, I'm doing it for health and vanity reasons. But I'm perfectly okay with that.
Man, I miss gaming. None of it here in Kuwait, not even among the expats. But it's a sacrifice I can embrace for the time being.
Oh, and you can laugh now ...my flat mate kinda got me hooked on Friends. It was the fifth season that caught my eye. Damn Chandler and his witty, sarcastic outlook on everything...
Yes, it seems the current neighborhood doesn't keep to my hours, noise tolerance or general standards of taste and consideration (small cases in point: obese fruitcakes skinny-dipping in the pool - blarch).
Plus, the whole Jerry Springer-esque high drama, door slamming, cigarette hoarse screaming stripper blow-outs with the rotating two-timing "boyfriends" on weeknights just doesn't amuse anymore.
So if this move makes me a fuddy-duddy, then I'll accept the mantle gracefully. :-)
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I'm very happy to hear that. I've been in the gym like a crazed man lately. Of course, I'm doing it for health and vanity reasons. But I'm perfectly okay with that.
Man, I miss gaming. None of it here in Kuwait, not even among the expats. But it's a sacrifice I can embrace for the time being.
Oh, and you can laugh now ...my flat mate kinda got me hooked on Friends. It was the fifth season that caught my eye. Damn Chandler and his witty, sarcastic outlook on everything...
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Plus, the whole Jerry Springer-esque high drama, door slamming, cigarette hoarse screaming stripper blow-outs with the rotating two-timing "boyfriends" on weeknights just doesn't amuse anymore.
So if this move makes me a fuddy-duddy, then I'll accept the mantle gracefully. :-)
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