I'm not really sure what I am going to get into tonight. That means in general about what I am going to do tonight before I go to sleep and in the more specific as in what this blog is going to be about.
I went to a Christmas concert tonight that was pretty good. It was a string quintet playing all sorts of songs like Vivaldi - Winter and Bach to old school Christmas songs and even some Mariah Carey. It was something to do on a Saturday night.
I have to get my tits going good so I can wear ridiculous deep v t-shirts showing them off. Such ridiculous v-neck t-shirts that you show the upper abs off too. Women should let their tits out. Men should let their tits out too. Tomorrow is Chest/Triceps day is why I bring it up. I don't think I'm quite at the right volume or frequency yet optimization wise but I did do a side chest pose and most muscular pose when I was pumped up and it looked pretty good. So good I was turned on and masturbated to myself flexing in the mirror right then and there.
After that I was exhausted so I played some World of Warcraft Classic (WoW C). I feel like I am really coming a long way with my life as I level this character up. I am seeing personal growth in new depths and dimensions than I could have ever imagined. Running around smacking stuff over and over and over again.
I need some new reading too. I'm not sure what I'll go with but I am sure I'll find something. I feel like I need to read some Jane Austen or something like that. I have been reading these Huysmans and Bret Easton Ellis it's all about torture and murder. While brilliant and I am happy I read them I'd like to read something that doesn't have torture and murder. I've had enough of it and quite frankly I don't think anyone could do it better than Huysmans and Bret Easton Ellis. I was reading these short stories by David Foster Wallace (DFW) and he had one just today about torture, rape, and murder. It was actually pretty good but not as good as Huysmans or Brett Easton Ellis. So, I am all out of books and I am not quite sure where to go from here.
Oh well, I guess I can start looking for a new book. Any suggestions always welcome.
Just picked up Stranded by J.K. Huysmans as well so I am set for a little while. Yay! I don't know if I expect this to be as good as Against Nature or The Damned but who cares. It's Huysmans who is becoming one of my favorite authors.
I don't know if I would suggest Nadja. Read it if you want a surrealist trip into that world. It's only like 160 pages. 44 of those are pictures. The font is relatively big in a small book. I don't even know if anyone reading this blog reads or likes techno yet here I am being me.
I stand firm on the Happy Holidays though. I think it's a time people can put too much pressure on themselves but it can be a fun time too.
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PuertoRican United States. Dec 18 2024 03:47. Posts 13143
Yeah, that's a nice life. I almost dropped the mic and walked out the gym on my last pull. I did end up staying to get in some kettlebell swings and back extensions. Maybe only because this Hot Babe 9.5 hot body decided to work out nearby where I was and check me out. I didn't even look at her. Well, maybe once to see that she was only wearing a leotard. There should probably be rules against that. She was super tall too like almost as tall as me. Oh well, I ripped a massive fart and then left the gym. GG all.
Merry Christmas for real. My dad is rotting his brain on right wing propaghanda. My mom is watching videos on bundt cakes. I figure I would drown it out with some avant garde electronic music and make a Christmas Eve post on good ole LP.
I am still getting after it in the gym. The gym up here is way nicer than the one at home but also more crowded. The thots though bro. The thots. The thoughts about the thots. I haven't even looked at any pornography up here. I haven't even really thought about pornography since being up here. The testosterone is really flying for a guy in his 40s. The weights are moving man. Really moving man. I have to stop myself from dry humping one of these thot's chiseled legs. I'm a dog bro. I go H*A*M*, I'm a hog bro.
When I'm not in the gym I'm just reading whatever French 19th century literature that sounds good: Huysmans, Mirbeau, Flaubert. Maybe I will get into some Baudelaire. I mean whoever it all sounds good. 19th century French literature could keep me occupied for quite some time.
My sister told me to read my second novel and get to work on it. I read it. It's ok. I don't really feel like putting in the work to revise it or finish it. If anything I'll write some short stories or start on a novel that will be funnier, more satirical, more original than my first 2. She is obsessed with writing at this point. My mom is reading her first novel and says it is pretty good. I don't want to read it for some reason until it is published. My mom has a degree in English and is a voracious reader so I would believe her review of the thing. It made me happy the thing doesn't suck with all the blood, sweat, and tears my sister is putting into it.
I'm sort of just writing until my Kindle is charged. My life is pretty good up here. I lift weights, read 19th century French literature, and hang out with family. I don't like it very much if people get too drunk but what are you going to do?
It's the morning when I'm relatively groggy and bored until opening my 1 present. I'm still listening to avant garde electronic music. I'm sippin' on some coffee.
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