I have to write an easy fucking paper for my marketing class tomorrow. It should only take a couple of hours but I'm so motivated to just watch Fox's Sunday night programming which I DVR and play with my genitalia. I need the weather to break...I need to finish up with this semester...I need to scrape my stem for a hit. God I'm such a fiend. Its like all or nothing with me. If I have some all I do is think of reasons to smoke it. Then half the time it makes me lazy and extremely unproductive and the other half of the time I find it difficult to truely ponder the answers/solutions to the difficulties I have in finance or form.

I've really gotten a good handle on what the hell I'm doing in the gym, which is good. It took me about a year to find the proper form, technique by learning how to rip my muscles so they fill up with blood and repair ready for an increase in stimulus. I can't believe the weight I'm finally working out with...it took so long to pick up those 60's. I think the most important idea that I learned is to keep things fresh and to not stick to any type of routine. One day be that slow power lifter guy...the next week be the guy doing crazy circuits and drop sets. One thing that really pisses me off, though, are the jerks who not only sit on the equipment but also are in the process of hurting themselves by performing the movement backwards. These people put all this weight on their back then they bend over with it (as I hear the muscle fibers of their lower back seperate). Then one of two things happen : they leave a lot of sweat behind or they don't re rack their weight. So I have to pull off all this little weight just to put on some real weight which slows down my routine. And then they never walk back into the gym, ever.

I'm not sure where I was goin with that so I'm gonna stop and hit the water pipe. Oh Yeah.............................. That's the shit boy...hit this chief...Man you should have heard me try to explain why all the clocks in my house are set at a different time. What a bumbling idiot I can be when I'm stoned.

Well, I hope you had a good time, I for surely did. Things sure are funnier under the influence...to bad that there are side effects and at some point you have to come down. Have you yet?? Come down??? I'm quitting again because I'm not adult enough to know when enough is enough.

Perpetually high but with lots of love, MrDT