on the matter of jacob weisberg once again hyperventilating into the crumpled paper bag that is slate's reading audience about the libertarian menace:
if you could remove the rose-tinted glasses that you progressives always wear, you would see that mr. theil is a prime example of all that's RIGHT with capitalism and that all those federal dollars have turned american public education into a welfare queen. you've already embarrassed yourself twice. shut the fuck up and color. if i wanted to read an incoherent liberal's bellyaching, i'd listen to jello biafra. at least i'd enjoy the background noise.
i was going to say my piece on the kill team, but i'm not too pleased with how it turned out, and once again, josh pretty much says it all.
sorry i don't have more, but i just came across the best fitness website since 70s big dot com.
seriously, what manner of genius is this? i was pretty stoked about getting nailed with a cold and still managing to get a few lifts in and destroy the skipper's punishment. i've even been mobilizing a little bit and getting prepped to start putting a few miles on my suddenly heftier frame. shit, i even got my muscle-ups back.
and then this....
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| These navvies are so much harder than you, you might as well be looking at a pack of velociraptors. |
...soo.... i guess it's back to the grindstone tomorrow. gotta keep my head on straight and give it my best shot. and then take some time and keep destroying shit in the gym. i know my running and metcon probably sucks right now, but if i keep this up i'm gonna have a gnarly strength base to build off of when the time comes. and everybody knows that strong people are harder to kill and generally more useful.
now, time to scope out hot chicks lifting weights.... gorilla style
- stone sour - unfinished -
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