Sunday

So I moved this weekend. It was a pain in the ass. Like like really bad. We couldn't get the couch to fit. We got a new one. I moved all day for a billion hours. I finally got my computer and my laptop set up to work right now. The Chiefs sucked and also the roads the sucked. I am listening to Hollywood Ending by The Urge. That is a good thing. So I feel good overall, but that is because my soundbar and my subwolfer are thumping The Urge. Also Jason has the place looking smooth. My room looks like crap. That is what happens though when you have all my computer and guitar stuff. Pearl Jams Future days is a solid song as well. I probably need to listen to newer bands than those old farts from the 90's


Sometimes I think I have crappy luck, but when I got youtube and every song at my disposal I can't bitch too much.

This was day 17 of low carb. I didn't lift weights today because my arms and legs were sore from moving. I struggled to think of something that didn't seem gross because I have eaten chicken and eggs for 75 percent of my diet. I went to hy-vee salad bar and had chicken/crab/Ham/Broccoli/some beef/eggs again. It filled me up and provided me variety. I had chicken for dinner.