I was forced to eat my Bleu Cheese Burger in blue balls

I did my 8th day for legs at the gym.

I have to say that I can really make love to a guitar and amplifier (though metaphorically), which would be a threesome (thus, a metaphorical threesome).

At night, it was finally time to go to the Red Robin. This was planned since last Friday when I caught sight of Jazz working that night. But on this particular Friday night ... she wasn't working! What kind of fuckery is this? Since when did work schedules become unpredictable? I was forced to eat my Bleu Cheese Burger in blue balls.

I wanted to hit the gym again, but got lazy, went home and busted a #3.