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I stopped in some kind of bodega and found a "yogurt soda" but it was $6.99 and I noped out, now I'm thinking about how good it probably is and go back tomorrow and get it. They are raising food stamps up 25 percent
 
Today I am happy that I can walk and bend over perfectly fine as yesterday I'm pretty sure I pinched an ass-nerve cycling. Professor Google is telling me that this could be a combination of poor posture (very likely) and improper seat position (also very likely). I'm still very new to riding so I also need to get used to switching into a standing position rather than always being seated. I still haven't fallen off and eaten shit on the pavement thankfully!
 
Today I got to watch the very first episode of the old 80s cartoon Silverhawks. ... It's filth. First off one of the good guy characters was a mime, a real mime. Who thought that was a good idea? Second it's excessively racist. The main bad guy Monstar's colors are in black and red. Always black and red. At least one of the voice actors was named Adolph.
I haven't been drinking.
 
Today I was involved in a healthy discussion with my parents about COVID-19 and discussing the difference between vaccinated and unvaccinated people. We didn’t agree on much, but we went our separate ways and realize that we have to protect our bodies from not being infected with other forms of sickness that we can’t control.

It all started because I didn’t bring a mask inside a restaurant.
 
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Today I am happy that I can walk and bend over perfectly fine as yesterday I'm pretty sure I pinched an ass-nerve cycling. Professor Google is telling me that this could be a combination of poor posture (very likely) and improper seat position (also very likely). I'm still very new to riding so I also need to get used to switching into a standing position rather than always being seated. I still haven't fallen off and eaten shit on the pavement thankfully!
So maybe I should have knocked on wood after typing that last sentence because today I ate shit- not on the pavement but on the gravel- after taking too sharp a turn in the dirt. Fuckin pebbles, man. Being on a bike instead of skateboard lured me into a false sense of security and I didn't suspect that the pebbles were going to find a way to terrorize me again. I'm not in too bad shape, just a torn up knee and a big lump on the other leg.

Then I had a breakfast burrito for lunch and it was a good day again.
 
Today I saw some kind of insect on the wall by my bed, apparently all the insects are moving indoors now that autumn is drawing close. My house spider* that lives somewhere in the back of my walk-in closet better get on this ASAP.

*Confirmed tegenaria domestica, no creepy bullshit like yellow sac spiders
 
Today I got to watch the very first episode of the old 80s cartoon Silverhawks. ... It's filth.
Recently, I discovered episodes for a show that was on before something I watched ages ago as well. Since I didn't watch those episodes regularly, I was curious how things ended up. The immediate arc ended satisfactorily, but the remaining epiosdes felt like they jumped the shark and as if I didn't miss much in the end.

So maybe I should have knocked on wood after typing that last sentence because today I ate shit- not on the pavement but on the gravel- after taking too sharp a turn in the dirt. Fuckin pebbles,
Gravel sucks. When I still played in a recreational sports league, one of the fields had gravel and I got road-rash like irritation on leg enough so that I had to go to doctors and get antibiotics to prevent infection.

Today, I have chuckled over the fact a foreign telemarketer/scammer said he couldn't understand me when I told him I didn't have Medicare.
 
Tonight I went to a strip club. One of the girls sat down with us and kindly answered our questions about her profession and what the life was like. (A: it's horrendous and when she told us that most girls lasted less than six months in the job, we believed her). She sat with us nearly half an hour even though it must have been obvious from the start that she wasn't going to get any money from us, but I wouldn't blame her if she just wanted to get off the ridiculous six inch platform stilettos that she said management made all the girls wear. I wanted to see some awesome feats of agility on the pole like you see on YouTube, but generally, the dancers just wagged their arses in the air.

Overall it was an educational experience. I felt a little like that old bloke from Family Guy punching his crotch screaming, "Wake up!" My medication regime murdered my libido some years back. Occasionally I'll remember that there's something I'm missing and I feel a little empty.
 
Tonight I went to a strip club. One of the girls sat down with us and kindly answered our questions about her profession and what the life was like. (A: it's horrendous and when she told us that most girls lasted less than six months in the job, we believed her).
I can easily believe that. I knew someone who, during the time we weren't in touch, briefly worked at a strip club. TL;DR, she quit after less than a year because she hated the Russell Greer types and the guys who ignored the rules against pawing at and groping the dancers. It's definitely not as glamorous and empowering as the pro "sex work" crowd wants to spin it as.
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This weekend, I sent a letter to a client reminding them of a pending deadline and that time is of the essence if they want me to start and finish the work before that deadline.
 
I've been wearing a hooded neck pillow for most of the night cause of powerlevel reasons and about twenty minutes ago I felt something tickling my cheek. I yeet that fucker onto the bed thinking little of it until just now.

I flicked the cover on the bed, ready to get some more sleep and see it. A fucking house spider. That had been on my face and next to my head for potentially the whole night.

I hate spiders so much man (:_(
 
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