… big frank’s pizza house, of course!
… my; i ain’t shy, nom nom nice pie!
… party size w/ salami, soppressata, cremini mushrooms, red onions!
Toronto… TO… and my new running distance! Six!
I have a perfect course, well, it’s 5.85K and I make up the rest at the end – kinda sucks. I’ll be blogging about my 6K progress, and I promise to blog only if I better it! I ran three consecutive days, and was hoping for a sub 30 minute time today… I almost made it sub 29. I have a goal of 26:30, if I get 27 minutes (was running that fast in 2013), I’ll be stoked, but will continue pushing to go faster. It’s good to have goals… funny, as I was running Saturday, a elderly woman yelled out, “reach your goals”, as I was approaching her. I blew past her, and yelled back, “you betcha”! Great getting inspiration from unexpected people/places!
my sub five splits:
I’m sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I’m not listenin’ or I’m indifferent
Truly, I ain’t got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just came to kick it but really
I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room
With people who don’t even care about my well-being
I don’t dance, don’t ask, I don’t need a boyfriend
So you can go back, please enjoy your party
I’ll be here, somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana
With this boy who’s hollering I can hardly hear
Over this music I don’t listen to and I don’t wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I’ll be over here
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here
Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this
An anti-social pessimist but usually I don’t mess with this
And I know you mean only the best and
Your intentions aren’t to bother me
But honestly I’d rather be
Somewhere with my people we can kick it and just listen
To some music with the message (like we usually do)
And we’ll discuss our big dreams
How we plan to take over the planet
So pardon my manners, I hope you’ll understand it
That I’ll be here
Not there in the kitchen with the girl
Who’s always gossiping about her friends
So tell them I’ll be here
Right next to the boy who’s throwing up ’cause
He can’t take what’s in his cup no more
Oh God why am I here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here
Hours later congregating next to the refrigerator
Some girl’s talking ’bout her haters
She ain’t got none
How did it ever come to this
I shoulda never come to this
So holla at me I’ll be in the car when you’re done
I’m standoffish, don’t want what you’re offering
And I’m done talking
Awfully sad it had to be that way
So tell my people when they’re ready that I’m ready
And I’m standing by the TV with my beanie low
Yo I’ll be over here
done calculating; worked out to be a $500 weekend… almost to the penny! hate when money departs, love it arrives… c’est la vie! the fuck ya gonna do, right? ain’t as bad as it looks… frugalandwisedandidgood! plus, on an unrelated note, realized in my insomniac state last night, i’m exactly (give or take a day) two years aways from my 20,000 milestone… maybe, then i can die, lol!
… quieter is def better! my 2¢! hate loudmouthmotherfuckers… kind, soft-spoken people are the best! think it has to do w/major insecurities, and talking at high volumes over everyone else makes them seem important. that’s my theory, my freud for the day! whisperdan prefers to keep his trap shut mouse like in public… tanks-a-god… and, know that my dr. shite-y def does too! oh, and btw, thanks for today… good doctor!