Let's review: Kelly Clarkson, a.k.a. my future baby's mama, specifed that her celebrity crush was the "hairier, dirtier" Jackman - i.e. Wolverine - not the prettier Jackman.
This magazine was my chance to learn the secrets of how Jackman transformed his body to play Wolverine. Brian let me have it for free. I was supposed to go straight to Mark's Birthday party at Fantasia's Billiards in Burbank. BUT after reading the Wolverine regiment, I was too damn inspired not to go to the gym.
"There's no dilly-dallying between sets. There's no lolly-gag to Wolverine."
-Muscle & Fitness
Tiwat went to the ER at Glendale Adventist Medical Center. I was supposed to pick him up, but then didn't have to. Then said he couldn't go to Mark's shindig because he was tired. Wuuuuuuuuss!
Oh, and Guro - that deadbeat of a FMA instructor who I haven't seen since last June - texted me saying that we'll start training again next week. Seriously? I was already preparing a legal speech of getting back my testing fee that he had me pay last June since we never even did my test.
That rave Nocturnal Wonderland is going on, but Mark's Birthday party is top priority. Richard tried to get rid of his ticket, so he could go to Mark's, but couldn't, so had to go to the rave.
I think "no dilly-dallying" is a funny expression, but that's what I kept telling myself, which resulted in no more than a minute rest in between sets. Iam said that he'll be in a talent show tomorrow around the Mann Theatre at the Glendale Marketplace and wants me to be 1 of his backup players. Now it's time to leave for the party.
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