I live in a rent controlled apartment. I love where I live and I rarely complain. I don’t complain that the pool out front only receives seven minutes of sun light a day. I don’t complain when I have to replace my carpet after fourteen years. (I was upset that the carpet guys wouldn’t shake [...]
No, I’m not speaking of the box office of Seoul. I’m speaking of what I smelled like after packing several kilos of panchan into my pie hole yesterday. Body odor is like a fart, if your own scent bothers you then it’s time to see a doctor. As someone who works out consistently, while sweating [...]
Today started off kind of strange. I got to the gym at my appointed time, which is over an hour before spinning class starts, because I have to sign up for my bike and my bitches’ bikes, too. My friend Monique told me that one of the trainers at the gym died over the weekend. [...]
Last Wednesday, I waited patiently at the gym for class to start. In order to get my space, I arrive a half-hour early and set up my step. (Yes, that was one of the top ten gayest things I’ve said this week. Shit! It’s only Monday.) Not long into my wait, my friend and fitness [...]