Throw Your Hands In the Air If You’re a True Playa’.


May 15, 2020 by sandwichcontrol

I love it when you call me Big Chungus.

Do you ever find yourself suddenly driving a car on a bridge?

Like you just blip into existence and you’re driving.

A car.

On a bridge.

And then you kinda understand the Talking Heads just a little bit more.

Although I think that song is more an existential one in that “what steps have I taken over the course of my life to lead up to this one particular moment” and less of a “I suddenly became conscious doing an activity and am completely bewildered for a few seconds”.

But what ever.

I got free pizza.

Holy fuck yesterday was crazy.

I couldn’t sit down.

Or I’d fall asleep.

So I just kept moving.

All day.

Until I had done all the stuff I needed to do and I could finally shut my eyes for a few seconds…

May 15, 2020

I’m up to 109 books.

And 849.9 miles and 1,744,671 steps.

Year to date.

It’s supposed to rain today.

So the struggle to get steps in is going to be as real as the struggle to break the 120 book mark.

Once I figure out how to read comics on the treadmill without getting nauseated, it’s on motherfuckers.

I’ll be unstoppable.

I don’t really have too much going on today for my clients.

I’m gonna dick around and spray paint some stuff.

Other than that, steps, and reading I probably just going to attempt to stay awake.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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