Fuck it, man, I'm taking a nap. I'll let you guys know if it was just a bad dream.

You can edit, actually. I just did it and there's no edit stamp of shame, so there's that.

I am also using Chrome, but this is not the case for me.

Maybe I'll just keep my tab from earlier this afternoon open so that I can look back at Old Disqus and remember all the times we've had.

I was able to comment with old Disqus on my phone before, but it was a major fucking pain in the ass. This kicked over while I was on my phone a while ago and it didn't seem an awful lot better, frankly, but we'll see.

I am sorely tempted to see what would have happened if I were to just "forget" to log one of my days, and what he'd log tomorrow, but the whole thing makes me so crazy, I don't want to do it myself. Instead I'm going to be an adult and go whine to the gym manager later!

I've wondered if he might just be a lying creep but I really don't know. I think maybe he's just a sneaky creep.

Yeah, all it is is a sheet on the wall right in front of the treadmills. And you just sign your name, the date, and the miles.

TELL ME ABOUT IT :(

SHOCKER: Brad Becker logged 18 more miles yesterday but didn't log them until today.

That's a solid line. I actually had to split it up into two workouts or I'd probably be dead right now. And I brought the dregs of my tequila drink (celebrate the first workout) with me in my water bottle because I wasn't done but I couldn't dawdle at home anymore. And I had to almost literally sleepwalk for an hour…

In the interest of closure, I walked/shuffled 28.3 miles today and it only ("only") took me like 6 hours, so, you know, F.U.B.B.

Ohhh, like the show. Ho ho, I sure Britney'd it, eh?

I have seen all of five of those and shamefully barely remember half of them. Velvet Goldmine was the first significant penis I ever saw committed to film (think I was 14?). The only thing I have seen recently is Winter Light. The whole trilogy reached out and drowned me in a well of neverending sadness and then I…

http://www.youtube.com/watc…

Part of me wants encouragement but there's a rational part of me that is like, this is a cry for help. You want someone to tell you to stop the madness. GIVEN THAT YOU RECOGNIZE THIS, STOP THE MADNESS. BUT DON'T STOP ICING YOUR SORE LEGS WITH FROZEN VEGETABLES, BECAUSE THAT FEELS REALLY GOOD.

Like E. coli on room temperature beef.

I feel like this is Disqus' way of telling me to put up or shut up. Duly noted. Sorry about the inescapable wall of text, peeps.

It makes sense since he is already a symbol of all that is wrong in the world.

I DON'T BELIEVE THIS IT I S A LIE OH GOD SOMEONE HOLD ME I CAN'T TAKE THIS INSTABILITY