Funny how I hear weird Eurodisco and I can’t even buy it over here in ‘merika. I just have to find it somehow. Some of my favorite is the Mash-Up mixes. The best one that I bought was Alcazar’s mix of “Upside Down” by Diana Ross and “This is the World We Live In” by Genesis. But the best stuff is probably just underground. How would you get the rights to mix “Smack My Bitch Up” by Prodigy and “Orinoco Flow” by Enya? I just wish I could get more of that. My iPod usually sounds like a gay disco anyway.

I don’t think I did anything spectacular at the gym today besides coming in last in the timed portion again. Dumbbell cleans to split press just kind of sucks. But I did get a personal best on a 500m row. Even after I was sucking serious wind towards the end. I wonder how I would have done after eating a cheeseburger for lunch?

The problem is I had Phở for lunch. They always sell me a large (“It’s only $0.50 more!”) and I can’t be trusted to keep from drinking all the broth. That just overfills my stomach and makes me feel bad. You’re probably thinking, “Aren’t you an adult and responsible for your own actions?” and I would have to answer, “No.” I cannot be trusted with Phở. I also can’t be trusted at a buffet, nor can I be trusted to keep from eating everything on my plate. Everyone has issues, right?