SoC #14
- My abs hurt
- I drink too much coffee and cheap-bad-coffee at that
- That abdominator is such a medieval contraption
- and works so well but seems like torture
- which it is but I meant more the look of it
- note to self, take camera to gym next and add it to posterity
- listening (and watching) 80′s videos on Joost
- took a stroll down memory lane with a few of those oldies
- A Ha’s “Take on Me” with that wondrous forward looking video
- to Carly Simon’s “Come around again”
- and the beautiful yet weird Eurythmics “Sweet Dreams ” … those cows and lyrics
- Some of the fashions are coming back, the puffy hair and padded shoulders
- the videos’ feel and story narrations seem silly
- so I suppose all complex systems are demand seeking supply
- as skirts get shorter and more form fitting to allure
- fewer suitors, or ones that have a job, and a home
- I finished my 2 liter bottle of sucrose laden kosher coke and I am sad
- and definitely over-caffeinated as my heart races and all I’m doing is typing
- maybe I need to ween off the bean or at least cut it down to one cup a day
- I hate forms and filling them
- and yearn for a time when I delegate all that jazz to someone else
- but that isn’t today… yet
- my abs hurt as I stretch in bed and there really isn’t a better posture to type this in
- well it looks slweeky coming up
- just made a couple bucks on the Euro
- eyelids get heavy… darkness approaches… merry go round music starts
- yes, its dreamland beckoning
- and I’m on the threshold.
