yesterday, when i got home from work, i changed into running gear and took a nap. got up, stretched and hit the roadways. it was chilly and still light out. got home as it was getting dark... and out of disgust and frustration tinged with a hint of anger, i hit the basement and got an old broom, a dustpan, a garbage bag...wearing a yellow latex cleaning glove, i proceeded to sweep out the foyer (homeless man's lair) of all the junk he uses to nest: leaves, papers, newspapers, and all the wrappers of stuff he consumes... he had stashes of garbage behind the bushes adjacent to the entrance way. i cleaned them out too.

i worked my way down the driveway and up the block and a little way down the block.
it was a pain in the ass. but i can't be the complacent drone walking around pretending the mess doesn't make a difference. a neighbor of mine made a quick entrance into the foyer, checked her mailbox and went back inside. i know she saw me.

shame sure rides high and often...
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placed the garbage in the cans. put the stove on, boiled water for pasta and did sit-ups, push-ups, bicep..tricep...squats..with my 10lb weights. did some ballet leg work. never underestimate the power gravity has on muscle tone.
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ate. showered. put the jammies on (white wife beater and a bathrobe) ;-)
watched Law & Order SVU and part of the news
fell asleep on the couch.
got up at 1 am
did the dishes and put a work outfit together.
dreamed about Salamander doing gymnastics. can't remember what else, but that in and of itself is pretty damned amusing...
don't you think?!
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this is how i end up sucked in
over my dead body
rh

ps. i just polished off an entire bag of jellybeans....
who's wired now?!
:-O