Well, I never thought I’d find myself blogging on a tickling fetish website…then again, I never thought I’d find myself blogging. So, I’ll start by giving the generic: welcome to my blog, I hope you enjoy it! With that being, done and out of the way, let’s being:
Have you ever hit a massive slump in your life? I don’t know, let’s say, one month you’re out partying every other night, working out every day and just really enjoying life, only to have one small inconvenience turn everything on it’s head? Well, that is the source of my current tedium. In short, I ran out of money and thanks to the current economic climate, nobody can get a job in this country. Now it’s not all bad, I’m sure drinking less will be good for me in the long run and I’m sure that there’s a great lesson to be learned here involving an ant and a grasshopper… but I’m not going to get into that. The bottom line, I can actually blame the economy for taking beer out of my hands, and that is something I can be proud of!
Tragically, when you mix this level of apathetic tedium with many, many essays, you end up in what I like to call the ‘I don’t wanna’ vortex. Now, this vortex isn’t necessarily a bad place, some of my best short stories and poetry were written in a vain attempt to avoid doing any actual work. The only real problem here (besides the obvious pressure you put yourself under with deadlines) is, your social life and physical upkeep suffer. Sure, you’ll go to the bar, but in the vortex, there is no money, and with no money comes the dreaded ‘no beer’ clause. The ‘no beer’ clause is an interesting article, in short it means that everyone around you is going to view you as a cheep bastard… but you save a lot of money, so I guess that kind of works out.
The more pressing matter is, in fact, the physical upkeep, sure, you’ll go to the gym, sure you’ll go for a run, but when you’re feeling in any way lethargic, it’s nearly impossible to get a good workout in. You tend to cut corners and not really push yourself. Whether this is a result of not releasing the endorphins, or just having metamorphosed into a gelatinous glob of lazy, is up for debate, but it really does affect the usual catharsis that comes with a good workout. Without this purge of negativity, the stress from the aforementioned essays builds up, and you feel yourself falling slowly, deeper and deeper into despair… but all is not lost! You have a day or two to get them finished! And then you don’t… now you’re feeling stressed about the work and angry with yourself for procrastinating, and you can’t purge these feelings by just going to the gym and burning through every last ounce of your excess energy because, well… you don’t have time and to make matters worse, you’re injured.
When it rains it pours, and I’ve got the dodgy shoulder and wrecked knee to prove it! All right, I’ll admit, playing contact sports, you have to be ready to take a licking and keep on kicking, which I usually do. I won’t go into details here, but I’m well able to play through injuries. The real issue is the exact injuries I have now. Again, without going into detail, I’ve banjaxed my knee and shoulder in such a way that if I try to run or lift weights, I’ll end up doing a truly stupid amount of damage to myself, for no good reason. To put it bluntly, I can’t wait for Saturday, the day when Mr. Blues goes back to the gym!
On a lighter note, the ‘Spring Break’ is fast approaching and guess where I’m going to be! Go on, take a guess, that’s right folks, I’ll be in the library, preparing the remainder of my essays for when we go back to uni. Again, I don’t really mind, I’ve got a few security gigs lined up, so I’ll be able to get a little money together and probably go out a good few times… this is a good thing, and might I add, thank the Giant Lizard King, for old friends with big promotions! Moving swiftly along; do you know what the best part about working security is? I’ll tell you, you get to be the ONE and only nice security guard in bloody world. Sure, you’ll have to bounce one or two people, who are just too drunk to, you know, not hurt themselves, but for the most part, you get paid for standing at a door, smiling and chatting. I will never understand why bouncers are always such assholes. If I can do it with a smile, so can you.
Alright, that’s all for now, I leave, feeling slightly cleansed, with only one regret, I am a broke student- under pressure for essays and exams. Oh, well, it’s times like this you can only smile and ask yourself “what would Penis do?” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXmPFJqTHKo&feature=channel_page
Have you ever hit a massive slump in your life? I don’t know, let’s say, one month you’re out partying every other night, working out every day and just really enjoying life, only to have one small inconvenience turn everything on it’s head? Well, that is the source of my current tedium. In short, I ran out of money and thanks to the current economic climate, nobody can get a job in this country. Now it’s not all bad, I’m sure drinking less will be good for me in the long run and I’m sure that there’s a great lesson to be learned here involving an ant and a grasshopper… but I’m not going to get into that. The bottom line, I can actually blame the economy for taking beer out of my hands, and that is something I can be proud of!
Tragically, when you mix this level of apathetic tedium with many, many essays, you end up in what I like to call the ‘I don’t wanna’ vortex. Now, this vortex isn’t necessarily a bad place, some of my best short stories and poetry were written in a vain attempt to avoid doing any actual work. The only real problem here (besides the obvious pressure you put yourself under with deadlines) is, your social life and physical upkeep suffer. Sure, you’ll go to the bar, but in the vortex, there is no money, and with no money comes the dreaded ‘no beer’ clause. The ‘no beer’ clause is an interesting article, in short it means that everyone around you is going to view you as a cheep bastard… but you save a lot of money, so I guess that kind of works out.
The more pressing matter is, in fact, the physical upkeep, sure, you’ll go to the gym, sure you’ll go for a run, but when you’re feeling in any way lethargic, it’s nearly impossible to get a good workout in. You tend to cut corners and not really push yourself. Whether this is a result of not releasing the endorphins, or just having metamorphosed into a gelatinous glob of lazy, is up for debate, but it really does affect the usual catharsis that comes with a good workout. Without this purge of negativity, the stress from the aforementioned essays builds up, and you feel yourself falling slowly, deeper and deeper into despair… but all is not lost! You have a day or two to get them finished! And then you don’t… now you’re feeling stressed about the work and angry with yourself for procrastinating, and you can’t purge these feelings by just going to the gym and burning through every last ounce of your excess energy because, well… you don’t have time and to make matters worse, you’re injured.
When it rains it pours, and I’ve got the dodgy shoulder and wrecked knee to prove it! All right, I’ll admit, playing contact sports, you have to be ready to take a licking and keep on kicking, which I usually do. I won’t go into details here, but I’m well able to play through injuries. The real issue is the exact injuries I have now. Again, without going into detail, I’ve banjaxed my knee and shoulder in such a way that if I try to run or lift weights, I’ll end up doing a truly stupid amount of damage to myself, for no good reason. To put it bluntly, I can’t wait for Saturday, the day when Mr. Blues goes back to the gym!
On a lighter note, the ‘Spring Break’ is fast approaching and guess where I’m going to be! Go on, take a guess, that’s right folks, I’ll be in the library, preparing the remainder of my essays for when we go back to uni. Again, I don’t really mind, I’ve got a few security gigs lined up, so I’ll be able to get a little money together and probably go out a good few times… this is a good thing, and might I add, thank the Giant Lizard King, for old friends with big promotions! Moving swiftly along; do you know what the best part about working security is? I’ll tell you, you get to be the ONE and only nice security guard in bloody world. Sure, you’ll have to bounce one or two people, who are just too drunk to, you know, not hurt themselves, but for the most part, you get paid for standing at a door, smiling and chatting. I will never understand why bouncers are always such assholes. If I can do it with a smile, so can you.
Alright, that’s all for now, I leave, feeling slightly cleansed, with only one regret, I am a broke student- under pressure for essays and exams. Oh, well, it’s times like this you can only smile and ask yourself “what would Penis do?” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXmPFJqTHKo&feature=channel_page
