-I did go to the gym last night. Mark 2.0 does not quit. Unlike Mark 1.0 which was full of quit, Mark 1.3 which never really got started, and Mark 1.7 which was delayed due to any number of technical problems.
-While at the gym tonight, I was watching TruTV (formerly Court TV), and it was a show with people basically being injured in various ways. This pretty much sums up America -- we can't concentrate on watching like, real, live court proceedings, so we shall replace it with people getting hit in the crotch while falling off a pogo stick or a fat chick falling off a Shetland pony (both actual videos). I can't say that both those videos weren't awesome, but damn, isn't that shit on like, every channel? Man, that guy sure did rack his balls on that pogo stick...
-I sing a lot at work, because it is awesome. But tonight, this kid I work with started singing Taylor Swift, and I got really, really pissed. I don't know if I was pissed because he was stepping on my singing toes (I'm the one who sings, fucker) or because Taylor Swift completely sucks balls and isn't funny on even an ironic level. It's probably both. This kid knew like, every word to this song. And he's a theatre kid. Gaze upon me, young man, and look at your future.
-The new Spoon album is pretty great. This should be surprising to no one.
-I got new headphones for Christmas, because my old ones broke and I wanted good headphones upon which to listen to music. So I checked online and found some good ones. They're huge (not a problem), but the chord is like, 20 feet long. I didn't bother to look at that little detail when picking one out. The headphones are sweet (although probably too big for me to use whilst working out), but fuck me, that chord is long. At least I can listen to my iPod from across the room?
-My time in Chicago taught me one thing, Giardiniera is amazing. It's good on anything. I'd eat it straight, but it's too damn hot. Words can't describe how much I miss you, Italian Beef.
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