Rain drops, they keep fallin’

Meep meep.

So this past few days has gone by in a blur, I have to say that the weekend started off odd. Little Joe came down with an ear infection which he is handling like a champ. Friday evening my wife and I had some of the most magnificent sex in sometime. I shall refer to all such good times as "appartment sex" as all of that time we were there in that one bedroom appartment consisted of very randy rompalicious goodness. Saturday consisted of some yardwork and my parents babysitting H2 while we went off to the Melting Pot, a fondu place on route 109 in farmingdale.  Nina looked incredible in her black dress, I couldn’t stop complimenting her.  The night went very well and when we went home at 9pm my parents said he had been out since 7:30, which is great. 

Today’s work day started kind of crappy, rain has been looming over our area and made my commute a little uncomfortable. You see, here on Long Island, when we have precipitation, drivers become retards. All of a sudden their accelerator pedals are akin to those of little grannies, incapable of bringing the speed up and thus causing some ridiculous traffic. Except of course for those few random lunatics who decide because they have a 4 x 4 or SUV (reads: small penis) they think they can barrel down the road at over 80mph.

Beyond this the office printer broke on me and well my boss spent the next hour trying to fix it. The end result is that we were rerouted to the secretary’s printer as the one I use will more likely than not be destined for the trash as a repair for a printer is greater than buying a new one.

Not so much work going on, the Gere job is coming to a standstill as my boss didn’t figure his slab needs properly. He is nervous, but the method which he chose to do it isn’t my favorite. Unsure how he’s going to explain this one.

I assaulted biceps & triceps today with a vengeance. Right now  my arms are engorged with blood and hard, making this long sleeve shirt I’m wearing a little tight. Go me.

I have revamped my entire regimen for the gym and plan on really putting my nose to the grindstone like in my old gym days. Tomorrow is Legs.

Squats.
45 degree Leg Presses.

That’s it. 

I am attacking this weight loss from a different angle this time. If I can increase my lean muscle mass it will cause my metabolism to burn more fiercely. But that is only step one. I need to put clean fuel in my engine. Can’t live with 87 octane any longer.

Ok, enough of me now.