workout

The one where she doesn’t want to wear pants, and you can’t make her, and also, FedEx sucks a bag of dicks.

I don’t really need the chicken right now, I just want the option of chicken.

It’s another Monday. I can’t bring myself to adjust the alarm clock. I’ve been up since 5:30am, when my phone started blasting the opening chants of “The Circle of Life” from The Lion King. I slammed back a coffee, applied for a replacement social security card because I might need it, and did a workout.…