WTF? WHAT HAPPENED!?!?!?

Ok...ok....I know....

What the hell happened to this blog? Well, maybe one day I will explain it, but basically I got really antsy about copyrights, copyright infringement, etc....and so this has now become a picture less BLOG! Any pics that will appear will be solely produced by me, your humble blog writer.

But since this was all a personal on-line journal anyway....

WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT: So I had sword lessons again last night and let me tell you...you have not lived until you've been beaten about the head and shoulders by a foam SWORD!!!! At any rate, it appears that I really do think too much...or rather it seems I'm telegraphing my body motions. Everytime I tried to hit my instructor he CLOCKED my ass! Even when I consciously tried to not telegraph my moves, he WHACKED me!

Mastering a weapon believe it or not is all about defense and I keep trying to hack through the air and kill some shit, but that's not what it's all about. When I can really focus and just let go, I can easily move the sword through the air. I've especially noticed that I am particularly tight or I tense up when I start to move and train. Swordmaster even pointed this out and made a horrific little imitation of what my body goes through. Incidentally I've been having weird back and upper scapular pain and it appears it comes from tensing up like a IRON NAIL and then trying to execute these sword moves. RELAX, GRASSHOPPER!!!

WHAT I'VE BEEN WORRIED ABOUT LATELY: You will all quickly realize that I am a HYPOCHONDRIAC!!! I recently test drove these two machines: the Rude Boy and Galan from Fun Factory! WOW...both were pretty amazing although I can say that I have yet to achieve the crazy super O everyone has been talking about with regards to prostate massage and the Rude Boy. So of course....after I vigorously work out with these things I start to fear I might have hurt myself. Down there. Again, being maniacal....both are made of incredibly soft and flexible sillicone (medical grade, odorless and stainless, easily sanitized), no sharp edges...I have no idea why I would be scared I tore something. Especially in the absence of any signs to that effect (stomach pains aside...low grade not worthy of ER trip...and TRUST Me...since I had my appendix out earlier this year I know about stomach pain!) Anyhoo....I highly recommend the toys!

WHAT HAS ME PISSED AT WORK: Me and the chief have the WORST communication gap EVER! He's always finding some time to disappear leaving me with all the shit...this includes trivial stuff and important chief decisional work that I would prefer NOT to have to make the decisions on. I know, I know..I should man up and just not worry so much. After all it pretty much is common knowledge that I run that office. But all the same, it's stressful for me and I'm starting to feel weird stomach pains. Regardless, the other day he comes to me and tells me about the fact that he will be gone for most of the day because of an engagement which HAD to have been planned or known about for at least a month and he didn't even bother to tell me about it until the last minute. You know there used to be a time where I was guilty about calling in sick (which I rarely do) and taking time off but NOW...fuck that! Most of the time at work I cannot help but complain and bitch! Great...I became the complainer!!!!

All right kids....my gaping bum and complaining aside...I am in the process of taking the pictures out of my blog...worked too hard to let all that fascinating writing go to waste....