i really need to get back in the swing of going to the gym. it seems like every day there’s something else that makes a really fucking convenient excuse. i should be have, right? but i dunno, i’m either tired or busy or overwhelmed with fucking life, you know?
it’s no excuse. i hate excuses. and at the end of the day the one that really suffers is me. my wallet, my waistline…oh, who the fuck am i kidding? i don’t have a waistline.
meh.
this is a self-indulgent post of bleh.
that’s about how my week is going, though. super fucking awesome (like, oh, i don’t know GETTING LCD SOUNDSYSTEM TICKETS!) and super fucking meh at the same time.
double mehcakes with cheese.
