

Ran on a treadmill a couple of times, but then lost steam. Drank and spent time with strippers instead. Still wound up meeting and falling in love with the kindest and most beautiful girl I’ve ever been with, and now I don’t feel the need for the liquor and loose women anymore.
“Hit the gym” is a lie that Big Gym tells you so you’ll get stuck in an un-cancellable subscription. /s




I walked 13 miles around manhattan while tripping on acid to show my former friend as much of NYC as possible in a single night. When I got back to the hotel, I laid flat on the bed and relieved all the pressure in my back. If a spine could have an orgasm, that would have been it.