Status Report for 11-24-7

I should make more annotations.

So I’m finishing an order, car at the window, when she asks if it is too late to have one more MexiMelt™. Want to know what I said?

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

Ha ha. I rule. I was in the middle of having a pretty steady flow of cars, and it’s pretty rude to hold up a line of cars because you want something extra.

We’re getting new registers next month. I’ve been playing with a test model, amusing myself by adding things like bacon, despite the fact that we don’t have bacon. This new system should save a lot of hassles, as you can go back and edit shit, as opposed to having to clear out things altogether.

I had a Lindsey sighting today. I was going out and grabbing trays because Alicia was a little busy taking orders. I recognized her, but couldn’t place her name. I checked my records and I last saw her sometime in September. Fascinating. She was in the same group of friends that she was last time, though she’s the only one that talks to me. It’s nice being hit on now and then. Ha ha. I was too busy to hit on her, unfortunately.

So Lili is finishing up dropping some food and otherwise making sure line is set. She’s about to leave when she says to me, “Well, I’m leaving. Now you’re in charge!” That’s funny if you know Lili. She doesn’t like most people, but she likes me because I haul ass. I love that woman. The place simply isn’t the same when Lili isn’t around.

I’ve been wanking a lot lately. I’ve been just going with it. It feels good! I’m trying to hold myself to every-other-day to maximize wanking quality, but sometimes I just can’t help myself. :: smiles ::

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I don’t know how I’m going to get my paper done. My mind wanders to what-if’s. I ask myself what I’ll do if I don’t pass this class because of this silly paper, despite knowing everything else there is to know for the course. A voice whispers quietly in my mind. “Keep going.” I think about the logistics of what I’m up against in terms of actually getting it done. I think of how horrible it felt when I failed (all my classes). I’ve thought about how I’ve never actually tried and failed, I’ve only ever failed when I gave up on myself.

A voice whispers quietly in my mind, “Don’t give up.”

I calm and find some poise.

I’ve been thinking a lot about my immediate workout goals. A lot of what’s driven me previously was staying balanced. But part of having goals is putting more priority in some things over others. I know I want strength in some places more than others, and I want hypertrophy in some places more than others. So, if only for a little bit, I should train that way. I’ll have some time over winter break, and I think I’ll be pretty motivated to really crank up the intensity. I already have the basics in mind.