the bodybuilding regime is slowly but starting to make a comeback. this is where friday night workouts will be common again, where most of our social life will be, and where we will go at a certain time just to check out a hot girl. i have been trying my best to get back into the groove of the pre-accident days and to stop fucking around with other interfering shit.

tonight, akash and i stopped by tigo's house. since we were there already, i decided to drive to the hollywood 24 hour fitness to check it out. i would think there would be a lot of "colorful" people working out in there, so i decided to see for myself. the gym is huge itself having all of the machines i would need. as for the people, they are a bunch of weaklings. so many pansies here and there grabbing single digit weights and groaning as they struggle to lift just a few reps. are they afraid of growing out of the "hollywood-look"? what a bunch of fags. speaking of fags, one was checking me out. 1 more point for me.

dude, i had a crazy dream last night. i had some ecstasy pills and my mom saw me take some and asked what it was. i had to lie so i told her they were energy pills. so she told me to give 1 to my grandmother who was like 80 years old. and so i did and she started to die. damn.

TIME TO SNOWBOARD! i will smoke anyone that reads this on any stance even with my broken legs.

vegas was so spontaneous. i dont know why i even went? i went couple weeks ago and my dad is bitching. first, my friend told me to to keep my mind occupied and to take advantage of this holiday before i get back into the real world. all in all, it was a fun trip with the armenians. i think i learned some new vocabulary. words to describe this trip: lots of drunkedness, rolling balls, sudden rants, huge wins/losses, road rage and especially, whining of the opposite sex. after a 7 hour bumper to bumper ride home, i must say i am very impressed by tigo's usage of the shoulder lane and close call lane changes.