Pimp-Walking

I went back on my creatine cycle today. I have leftovers of Cellucor M5 and Jack3d. I packed a dose of the Cellucor today and warmed up by doing a database run at the mall.

That chick Jessica was at Body Basic. That was about it. But then JeAnn, Stefanie's cousin whom I haven't seen since I-don't-know-when because I was avoiding her because she had a crush on me, jumped out of Panda Express!

JEANN: Do you not remember me?
RYAN: [Lying] No.

And then Stefanie, Candice and Eugene emerged.

RYAN: I'm on my way to the gym.
STEFANIE: I could tell. You're pimp-walking.
RYAN: Actually, I was--
INNER RYAN: Don't mention database, don't mention database, don't mention database ...
RYAN: --Yeah, I was pimp-walking.

RYAN: I'm about to go to my car to take my testosterone boosters and go to the gym. (It sounded more manly than creatine.)
EUGENE: Oh ... OK ... We'll be sure to stay out of your way then.
STEFANIE: Yeah, he punches babies! [Everyone laughs.]

I'll be experimenting, mixing regiments. I did compound exercises for push muscles.

Later, I went back to the mall as I was in no hurry to go home since boycotting WWE Tough Enough after the premature elimination of Matt Cross, a.k.a. M-Dogg 20 last week. Leah was at Hot Topic. I accidentally made eye contact with my stalker for a split second before I looked away. Darn it. I ended the night with WWE RAW.