Blogger’s Note:  While re-reading this post, I get the feeling that I’m mad at the world, or just naturally conceited.  Neither of which are true.  Except maybe the conceit part.  

And for those who asked, we were The Conceited Man Band!  I played guitar, wrote our songs, and sang some.  Plus, eye-candy.  On to my angry post!

On Friday, I’m playing basketball.  It’s going to be the first time this week, and I’m going to rock it.  I’m guaranteeing all wins and no losses.  Yeah, I said it.

I’m not even going practice til Friday.  I’ll use this week to focus on weight-training and eating well.  I think the time you spend off the court is just as important as the time you spend on it.  For example, stronger legs and more upper body strength will be my passport to more hang time.  Friday will take care of itself.

Went to a friend’s dad’s birthday/company blessing last night.  Everybody’s telling me I got thinner.  Which is something I don’t really want to hear when I’m trying to add mass.  Ah well.

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