Your Love

I did all calisthenics at the gym, except for a lightweight barbell to do shoulder presses. It feels great to be able to work out my abdominal muscles again now that the rug burn on my ass finally healed up. (See entry 8/30/11.)

Just when I thought I was finally getting used to it, I cut myself shaving again. And then I bought some broccoli at Ralphs, still wiping off the blood during the drive there.

Well, my streak of being able to avoid my stalker from Hot Topic was nice while it lasted. We had our first exchange since 7/5/11 around the escalators nearest In-N-Out. She shook her head at me, pretending to taunt as if I have too much time on my hands. I imitated her head-shake right back at her, but with the you-just-think-I'm-hot attitude. (Damn my confidence has really skyrocketed since my newest headshots revealed how hot I can be!) Then she walked out to the 5th floor parking lot, which I've scouted before as having a nice outdoor view.

The Adele look-alike at the "i Play & Talk" vendor booth was working today. I normally don't mention her to avoid repetitiveness since she's actually there almost everyday. But since she was the only one in the database working at the mall today, it was worth mentioning. She's renewed in the database.

I had an afternoon-evening of nerdiness as I read more pages than usual of American Gods at Barnes & Noble. Holy twist & turns, Batman! Our main character, whose real name still hasn't been revealed despite nearing the end of the novel, is revealed as the son of the Norse god Odin!

I should finally mention that I've been listening to this song almost everyday since that Star Search winner, Jake Simpson, covered it on his all-80's night concert at the Americana. (See 8/17/11.) It's The Outfield's Your Love: