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Well that was odd. Cherry's tool was packed!? I guessed that the place would be abandoned as everyone nursed their NYE hangover, and I could take my emotional corn-puff of a self out for some major dancey-dancey. But alas. It seems my friends are similarly a bunch of professional drunks and were rarin to go last night, having ignored the mainstream obligations of binge idiocy. Many of my old-school bastards were roamin the place, and Jessica had taken back the bar. Uh, those were small shorts even for her! The DJs read the crowd and played the old geezer staples, drawing the geeks to the floor in droves (well except Will Swank who still stuck with synthy ballads, but by the end of his set he noticed the crickets chirping and varied his poppy standard a bit). So, I didn't get to dance much because it was too crowded...I'm sure that's great for the night but it kinda blows for me when I wanna dance and flail about with my eyes closed. Le sigh.

Kel danced to New Order - like really danced. Haven't seen that in a while. Wow, a song we both like, neat! Tina weirded me out by noticing that my dancing was different in a good way. Great - when I'm an emotional train-wreck my dancing looks better. Cheque pleas!

Alcoholic joking aside, I've changed in another little way. I was driven to Harry's Tool by the lil pinky thingy and the Mr. Coliny thingy, and my work is very done for the most part, so I had virtually no obligations to be sober...plus I've been a lil twitchly lately, so I could heed the call of the get-blind-with-the-aide-of-drugs. Uh, I got a lil tipsy, but swapped over to diet coke later in the night and started buying drinks for others rather than getting ripped myself. Not that long ago I would have just kept drinking, but it seems even when wacky - the pull has diminished. Tipsy is cute, but smashed is something that annoys me and I have started recognizing the path there better and getting side-tracked. That means today won't be a long painful wasteful ordeal.

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Welcome to the gym. ( Welcome to basic etiquette )

It's really obnoxious to think that you don't need the gym, or to show up and think because you can pick up big weights that unlike other mere mortals you don't need any sort of training. Were that the case, if bodies worked that way at all, there would be a solid argument for eugenics. You're no master race - you just are too stupid to know how out of shape you are. Learn humility - it's the first step on the road to improvement.