A little slack on the posting
ok a lot slack

shutup you.

well, anyways. The rain is smacking the pavement like an obese ass hitting hot vinyl and I'm at work. I'm at work doing nothing.

I really like this room though. You can tell old people are in here a lot, it has that feeling of dust that only chalk bones swathed in paper skin can create. The stoic excersize machines, barely broken in despite their obvious age are mocking me a little. Yes a whole week and $8 of my gym membership are gone, so stop it already.

Maybe I'd go more if my gym were this gym. Shining like a superstar athlete the old cronies would see my rippling muscles and talc would escape their lips.