They all lied. I was lied to.
So my workoutspiration is her, pretending to kick ass, in a very technical way.
But something about trying to flirt with my physical therapist screams sexual harassment. So, I’m holding back.
First of all, sorry it has been so long. But, I’m finally employed so 1. I haven’t had time to write and 2. My job has certain requirements that makes it very difficult to move my body most of the time.
Adidas or better.
About a year ago, I gave time tested advice on how to travel with IBS. That post seems to be my most popular post so I hope it helped many people live their dream of travelling across the world and not shitting their pants. Today, I come to you a singular city living person to say, living in the city is…
Every night I ride the same bus with the man working on his crossword puzzle two graveyards North of Wrigley Field. We don’t speak.
So now my life is a musical in my head.
So every morning I will literally be crawling out of a hole to eat my breakfast.
In case you were confused by the title, I’m unemployed. I was going to work on that wall project, maybe you’ve heard of it. But, apparently it, like everything else, has been outsourced to Mexico. So, now I have nothing to do.