Little things thrill me
In addition to being THE cable monkey in my unit, I’m also the mail clerk de facto. I was dragging ass after lunch so I decided to get up and move it before it conjoined my chair. I never get mail unless a shipment I ordered comes in. Today was no different except…
my supplements came in! Hooray, hooray, hooray!
What did I buy? I dunno… I forgot. Lemme check. Be right back.
Hmmm… I got a big hunky bottle of CLA, a big bottle of Acai Juice, 2 bottles of Scorch, 2 bottles of R-ALA, a teeny bottle of Chromium Picolinate and a set of body fat calipers and measuring tape.
It’s like freaking CHRISTMAS! Goodies for me. I love it. I love it! Now I gotta go try them out. Too bad I don’t have a new Tonka truck to play with too. Oooh! Or the new Cannondale bike they have on sale at the post exchange. $799? I think I’ll wait for my bonus check to come in. Anyway…
It’s quitting time so I have to go change clothes and get ready to conquer the world.
By the way, I quit smoking this past weekend and I haven’t really backslid. I was feening for a square this morning but I’m over it. I chugged a bucket of water instead; nearly drowned myself.
Oh! And today is my 5th anniversary of military service. All I got from the Detachment Commander was a work order. It wasn’t even gift wrapped… bastard
I ran into a nice infantry sergeant at lunch today. Dude is so handsome he made my knees buckle when he smiled. Looked like George Clooney! I think I have a date to see the new Bourne Ultimatum movie on Friday. He’d better call me.
Now I’m particularly inspired to literally work my ass off.
Peace,
Foxy Moron
