I woke up at 6:00AM. Must be traces of the jet lag, but I'm keeping it. My mommy was leaving for her 1st day back at work.
RYAN: Hey mom?
MOMMY: What?
RYAN: (tauntingly) You're going to work, you're going to work, you're going to work ...
MOMMY: What did you want to tell me?
RYAN: Nothing.
MOMMY: [smacks me]
I went to go back to my work as well, which is stock trading ... and got the following message:
The market and all offices are closed today in observance of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day.
I fixed my own breakfast now that there are no more maids like in the Philippines. There was no milk, but I used chocolate soy milk that was lying around in the garage for cereal. Yay resourcefulness! I mixed it with some wheat germ, cooked some eggs and rice, had my green tea, and listened to Taylor Swift's Love Story to get hyped up for the gym!
Everything's been rearranged in the gym. I lifted weights for the 1st time since leaving in early December. On my way out, I saw Dennis, who works at the other branch of 24 Hour Fitness down the street that actually stays open 24 hours a day. He said he quit his 2nd job at Cheesecake Factory last Friday.
DENNIS: What was the weather like [in the Philippines]?
RYAN: It's summer all year round. I was walking around with no shirt on, trying to keep cool, and still sweating nonstop ... and then I come back to this! (referring to the rain)
DENNIS: You've been gone for a while. You're looking a little tanned.
I ate lunch at home and then knocked out. So much for going back to do a 2nd workout at the gym. I got a text from Capoeira teacher Andres saying:
Hey guys, im sorry 2 say this but class is canceled due 2 the holiday. power 2 the people.
So thoughtful they kept me on the contact list while I was gone. They don't know I'm back yet. I'll start training again at the beginning of February just to milk more free time.
I visited Brian at the GNC and shared more adventures. I left it To Be Continued to eat dinner at Baja Fresh. When I came back, that annoying kid Emmanuel was there. According to him, chicks in Africa don't do blowjobs. I finished my tale. Then Brian shared how he burned his brother twice.
BRIAN: So the 'lil Asian girl (Thu) was giving me a blowjob. I told her I was about to cum. She said, "OK, just tell me when." I didn't know what she was gonna do, if she was gonna swallow it or catch it ... So I tell her I'm cumming and she says, "Grab a towel." Well, there was no towel. I grabbed the 1st thing I saw, which was my brother's favorite blanket! He does not let anyone touch that blanket! The next day, he found his blanket all crusty and he busted me.
RYAN: Cool!
BRIAN: The 2nd time, I told Thu, "Hey, you gotta bounce at 9. My boys are picking me up." So I change my clothes and she says, "You should've changed in front of me so I could've seen you naked." So she rips off my pants and starts jacking me off and I'm like, "Ok, that's enough." The next night, we come back to my house and my brother is there with his girlfriend. So we go to another room, I bang her, and I grabbed the 1st thing I saw ... which was my brother's shirt.
At this point, Brian's brother pulled up to the curb to pick him up.
BRIAN: So I burned him twice. But he doesn't know about the shirt yet.
Brian's brother honked his horn for Brian to get in the car. I ended the night with WWE RAW. Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day!
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