a little bit of belly
So working at this gym has taught me a little bit about my limitations; exercise, though healthy for me and certainly necessary given my health issues, is something I really don’t have enough time to pursue.
Working these two jobs has almost killed all of my motivation to do more than sell gym memberships, and collect lots of money for very little effort.
Anyhow, I am going to try to get super-addicted to cardio activities including running. Technically I am a size 6 with my current measurements, but in order to fully take advantage of a modeling experiment, I could stand to lose a couple inches on the waist and hips. Most of my pants are 4/6s but I am also feeling slimy, bloated, and in need of some rejuvenation.
And on another note, I was reading this book heartbreaking work of staggering genius, and came upon some twisted up memories of certain adventures I had partaken in some years ago; when New York was new, and all of the attention I had from men was still bizarre, and uncomfortable.
My business partner got knocked up by a photographer friend of mine. So the business has to take a different turn for a time. We might have to three it with another interested party. Though some soda has our business name now. Off to try something else. I have done a lot of research into starting a business, and all of the fucked up complications make it a challenge I would love to conquer.
But anyways, though I am a member of a few online communities, I always have enjoyed the ability to splurt out writing. I type faster than I write anymore.
Come join my gym. Seriously. I need to keep this job for a bit.
2 Swallon Egos
Why don’t you just do your buisness by yourself…don’t have a partner, just get some friends to help you start it off…I have a few mob connections if you are interested…
If you start a business involving pop-tarts and those squishy fruit things that I ate last night, I’ll help ‘ya… Otherwise, I’m pretty much in the same boat.
p.s. Thanks for the fun last night. Botha’ Youz.