Wednesday, July 09, 2014

Rotten Luck For All in the World Cup, 'Cept Mein Deutschland...!!!

Guess what I've been doing?
Lounging around like a little piggy, sipping on a nice, tall glass of iced tea?
Nahhhhh, but I've been semi busy, at least.
For one, the World Cup has been pretty dang sweeet. Sadly, I watched Holland go down. I thought they'd smack ass on the Argentinians...
Yesterday, watching Germany annihilate Brazil 7-1 was amazing. I loved it because the Brazilian team is full of smug, camera mugging flop artists.
"Wahhh wahhhhhh, we didn't have Neymar!!!"
Really? One guy gone ends your aspirations? Wow, that's a load of bullschlaka...
!!!GO, GERMANY!!!
So, other than that, just working out daily. Looking great, and feeling amazing. I'm still feeling the pains and aches, but they are lessening. Soon I will be a well oiled machine once again. Trying to stay away from cigarettes, having a hard time, at times. I will conquer, though.
Watched the movie, Tammy, with Melissa McCarthy. I liked it, but we saw it in a completely empty theater, and Susan Sarandon grosses me out. Sorry, don't find her hot, even back in the day.
Ewwww, ginger bush. So grody.
Also, I was getting "fixins" for a salad I was making for my kid, when a fly flew into the refrigerator. I immediately start swatting away at it. Suddenly, another enters forbidden air space. I frantically attempt to shoo them out, and end up raking my fingers deeply through a watermelon half, splattering mein shorts.
This flew me into a rage. I then caught both flies and crushed them. There is only penalty, and that, mein friends, is DEATH, pure and simple.
DEATH.
Anyhoo, I guess things have been fine, but somewhat boring. Even the bullshit I deal with is the same old same old. Assholes abound at work, and they try to cause me grief.
Why?!?
No fucking clue.
Fucking joykillers.
Such is life. I use anger to fuel my workouts, and it really helps.
Anger is an energy, said Johnny...
I can't wait to see Argentina get their come uppance...
Speaking of The Rotten One, wonder who his pick for the win is, and if it is even the same as who he'd actually like to win out of the two?
Hmmm...

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