Who of you…yes, you, who are reading this blog, though I am still not sure of who you are, but, anyway, whoever you are…do you takes fitness classes, or go to a gym? A gym that is just way too over-crowded? Especially right after the New Year when everyone’s guilt’s are in full bloom and their resolutions have not worn off. It is these horrendous people, who are just working out until they resume their couch potato, bulimic ways that over-populate gyms. Is it just me or are these people just completely clueless and so self-absorbed, that they either:
(a) get in your space (b) have just cut in front of you unaware that you exist (c) fill up liter-sized bottles of water while you only want a sip (d) smell (e) make smells (f) are just fucking annoying.
I mean…what?!?
My fitness regiment is Intensati, the spiritual approach to working out and living your life with clear intentions, consciousness, mindfulness and just a great, lovely, healing, loving approach to working out. But some of these bitches in my class are not getting the message. There’s this one JAP, hey, I’m Jewish, I can say what I want about Jewish America Princesses. This is not a comment on Japanese people, though Jews have surely helped make sushi the big thing once they discovered how unhealthy Chinese food is…but I digress.
Anyway, this overly entitled princess comes in late, after everyone has selected their little spots, scopes out preferred area, plants herself, mirror ready and proceeds to crouch in on whose ever territory, with no regard or awareness of others and starts looking in the mirror pursing her lips in self-adoration. Mind you these lips are horribly inflated with collagen or ass fat…something. Yiiiikes. Well, she finally did that to me. And honey, I was not having it. I didn’t give her an inch. On the contrary. I did not budge. Just did my lovely workout. Naturally she left early, disgruntled, though probably there was a white sale going on uptown. You have to wake up pretty early in the morning to move me…especially when you are a garden variety, pony-tailed (P.T.C.), Bloomingdales shopping, Upper East Side, self-absorbed, yenteh. Whew…I am glad I got that out of my system. Now I can move on and get back to my very spiritual life.
Have a great day y’all.
xoxo
ABE
peggie walker
…And here I thought this was just my experience…you go girl…tell it like it is (every January of every year)…whew!
Mar 05, 2009 @ 12:55 pm
Fautletot
Not for the first time, she wondered what it was and why it was there. Savous crushed Hyles mouth with his, bearing the shorter man down to the ground. Shes already denied me. Rhaes markings stood out on his black skin, almost glowing in the amply lit arena. Then she opened her eyes. She gave him a shy smile. Since the wrestling match, shed managed to keep herself busy and mostly isolated. She, too, was watching, her cheek resting on the top of his head. Brevin had called them teasing on more than one occasion. Clearing her throat, she stepped back and turned to face Nialdlye again. She couldnt do this anymore. Brevin sat on the side of the bed, leaning casually on one arm. Shed never thought to see that again, not aimed at her. His body shook, his thrusts gone ragged. She barely heard Lanthans cry, somewhat felt his thrusts. They burned like a banked fire. Radin turned his head to look toward her, smiling. I doubt we could have flourished when every man is lover to only one woman. I fell in love with you when I was only a shadow in the darkness. He growled, a pleasant rumble against her breasts.
Feb 27, 2010 @ 11:55 pm
Evelyn Reed
i think that spiritual life is much more important compared to our earthly life.;*;
Aug 01, 2010 @ 8:45 am