Finally, I did my 21st day of my current weight-lifting regiment at the gym today. That means I get to start a regiment, like I do every 21 days! And that ends my creatine cycle.
I went to cousins Janine and Jillian's house to watch the Manny Pacquiao fight. Urgh ... I was supposed to be in Pac-Man's entourage for this fight, but I couldn't travel to Texas. (I found out during my last visit to the Philippines that Uncle Ramon's brother Arnold's wife is the couisin of Jinkee Pacquiao, Pac-Man's wife. In case you were wondering what the connection was.)
Antonio Margarito, his opponent, has a hot wife. She's in my database. Pac-Man won of course.
Uncle Lando invited me to go shoot guns with them on Thursday. Normally an asshole for the past few years, I've noticed he's been nice lately. Probably because dad died. And Auntie Carisse's sister gave me a new Pacquiao shirt.
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