screwed

i'm so dead right now.

i did the darnest thing.

shit.

i don't know what's gonna happen next.

kinda crazy.

anyway,




wish me luck.

10 loooong years!

heeeeyyy!!

i better write something before this blog goes down the shitters.. been really busy lately. work, work, work!!

i wish i didn't have to so i could do what i do best.. seriously, i'm thinkin' bout this year being my last hurrah doing my job.

i'm not really good at it.. i just get things done that's why they've pretty much kept me here.

talk about doin' things half-ass most of the time.. but then again, i get things done. that's what matters - at least for my kinda job.

on the other hand, i'm really getting better at working out. people respect me, i can feel that. ya know, those groupies who thinks they're the strongest and most advance, they go out of their way to be nicey-nicey with me.

what sets me apart from these fockers is the fact that they're strong, yes, but they're "on" to something. while i can beat their asses on some lifts even though i'm a natural.. meaning, i haven't mess around chemicals and stuff while them are being "scientists."

sometimes, i feel like they're giving me too much credit.

i do things differently and they've kinda got this "shock and awe" look on their faces... they still can't believe i'm just a mere mortal with no drug assistance.

some dimwit are actually quick to jump on their arse when some "juiced" guy give them some sorta program to follow. frankly, i take it with a grain of salt when these guys give advises. it's like apples and oranges, homo. ya think what works for him will work for ya??

no freaking way!

i don't know man.. i'm happy where i am when it comes to experience and knowledge.. no injuries whatsoever.. my lifts, decent.

the only thing that's missing right now and am trying to figure this out since forever, is how i can do something i enjoy and at the same time earn some moolah on the side???

ten years of busting my chops, i think it's high time i do something else.

on the other hand, my job's not rocket science.. pretty laid back and i get to do other things on the side just as well.

ahhhh life... you go schooling and finish up to get a job and when you have a job you wanna quit??

lemme tinker my future s'more...

by the way, dog is dead.

he died the next day.

R.I.P. Ramboo

you're maybe gone, but not forgotten.

50/50

that's right. he'd be lucky to be alive. dog is just too darn weak today he had to be brought to the vet. confined, the doc says his chances of living - slim.

ok, had lotsa dog came our way but this dog is different. he was our first kind that have breeding.. the rest were like mix and match, if you know what i mean.

he was diagnosed to have some sorta liver problem. i hope he wasn't poisoned by some thugs in the neighborhood considering how zealous he was guarding our humble abode.

if they did and i'll find out who did it, somebody's gonna be up for a rude awakening around here.

all that time spent in the gym moving effin' weight, finally, they'll be put to some good use, ha??!

anyway, expect the worst, but hope for the best!


P.S.

something to smile about. we'll go beachin' tomorrow.

celebrate wifeys birthday...with all her super-friends yadi-yada! it's supposed to be recession, right?

oh well.

ciao!

die another day

my dawg ramboo is dying...

i dunno what happened to him. my heart's really heavy right now. i love that dog.

he is one true loyal and trusted guard dog you can count on.

the moment he's out of his cage, he goes around the house and do his job.. and he does it well..

don't ya die on me, man!

septuagenarian

heeeeyyy!

zup?

ya mind if i talk to ya tomorrow?? of course ya don't, yeah?

i knew it.

anyhoo, i hope to look this good when i'm in his age!



fierce!

summer song

though i'm in some kinda trouble, i always play hard.



pump it up, joe!

shake 'em up!

now, this is what ya call innovation!



seriously?!

dough, i'm nuts!

money!!!!!!!!

i'm running short these days, that's what!

yeah, yeah.. don't spend more than you can earn.. i know the drill.

gotta find a way to work around this predicament....

off to rob a bank, homs..

ala John Dillinger!

breakfast at tiffany

ey!

well, it's early in the morning.. been waking up this way for eons now.. i would wake up otherwise if i had a choice..

sad news. a buddy of mine just left for the US yet again. didn't i mentioned a few post ago that most of my pal ain't here no more??

what can i say?? looking for a greener pasture, i guess.

well, his family (wife and son) are there already, so it's exciting for him to go while in most cases, they have to leave their families behind.

anyway, i'll miss that guy cos he used to be my gym buddy. we both have so much respect for each other.

**

meanwhile, i've gotten really stronger in the gym, thank you. i guess when you put your mind into something, you're really bound to go somewhere, yeah?

what's really amazing or shall i say a feather on my cap, is that i got there training with a little help and not much supplementation.. i do have a double servings of caffeine and ten grams of creatine a day. that's about it.

eating five to six meals a day is a routine.. if i skip a mid-morning/afternoon meal, i'll be damn.

i wish it'd be simpler.

anyway, thanks to torrent, i can finally watch the Eraserhead's reunion concert.

SSsssssssshhhhh...

chowin' out!

lea... constantina...

i'm forever in-love with Lea Salonga... she's just soooooo.. uhm!

grrrrrr!!!

hmp!



what can i say??? good material for revival though.. just sayin'....

sensual

ok, this one's funny and uhm... sexy!



we should have a contest like this somewhere.. nyahahaha!

four on the floor!

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just reminiscing the good ol' days, yeh!!!

SR2 in the company of hot nurses.

oh yeah!

yep, it took me a while.. as always.

well, i was busy.

doin' the things i love and uhm, restin' in between.

i do have loads of point to drive at.. like, why do so many people in my country wanna be nurse??

what's so appealing with this job anyway??

long before these guys even get a hold of their diplomas and whatnot, i've been there and back.

ask me why??

talk about on-the-job training and i'm it.

pop was bedridden for over a year while momma suffered waaaayy too many trips to the hospital... 'til she took her last breath.

still have goosebumps whenever i think of those days.. shoot, i'm misty eyed.

no, t'was never a cool experience.. thus, i wouldn't wanna be in some medical course nor i would encourage my son.

all my memories about hospital, white unform, doc, and everything in between ain't too happy...

must be the pay and the chance to get out of this... i dunno country.

most of my pals, they ain't here no more.

figures.

to sir jerry aka SR2, get well soon brotha... i know you're made of some kinda steel somewhere so you will survive this ordeal and get out in one piece.

hope you have a plentiful of good nurses and docs by your side over there.

be well.

ads no more

there.

gone.

squeaky clean, yeah?

i'm happy now.

later.

eff it.

i'm a sellout i know.

next week no more ads and those darn flashy chickenshit "flowers."

promise.

somethin' somethin'

busy.

yep. trying to figure out life.

you can call that, uhm, mid-life crisis. ha ha!

it's pretty weird, actually... how the heck did i come this far and haven't done much with me's and other's life???

or am i just forgetful??

shit.

trying to make sense here...

well, i could've made a choice.

risk a little bit more.

took a decisive approach.

but i always choose the easy route.

yeah, i said it before and i'm sayin' it again - i hate to stressed myself out!

i haven't really gone out with so much zest for anything.

mediocre is an understatement.

i. suck.

so i'm hard on myself... yeah, i needed that!

on the other side of the spectrum, i'm great.

how? by busting my chops.. now, i need to reverse that... uhm, maybe balance it out.

keyword: work harder.

lets see if these tough words translates into action.


meanwhile, will you watch this??




word: boring.

crystal baller

oh hello there!

well, i'm 56 so i'm kinda slow.. no typo in that post below... sorry to disappoint you momma!

anyhoo, i do get a few compliments when i brought along Neil wherever i go.. some people say something like "is he your younger bro??" wahahahaha!!!

really.

especially when i'm on street clothes.. ya know, rugged look.

there are days i feel like shaving... sometimes i just let 'em grow bushy.. no, not down there.. the face, ya prick!

but if i could have it my way, i'd prefer 'em thick and shaggy.. haven't done anything like that since forever!

oh, throw in some skinhead, tattoos and lotsa piercing.. that'd be nice.

but i'm a blue collared hombre.. so 'til the day i'm fired, retired, retard or otherwise, i'm stuck with my everyday get up.

***

bought this today: Total Upper Body Workout Bar.



why i need this when there's about three of this kind in my gym?

well. cos i wanna do it more often. i mean, even when i'm not doing "back" days i wanna do a few sets just to make me stronger with this exercise.

another thing i bought is an Ab-Roller. this exercise is kickass!

ya gotta try it to believe it.



i got some time in the morning to do this dirty little things.. hehe.. might as well make it productive while waiting for my meal to cool down.

i don't earn a dime promoting this stuff, but heck, they are good!

next purchase (if i get lucky) would be a swiss ball.. i know.. i'm getting too serious and boring.

oh well.

i'm 56.

two days ago, that is.

deym. i'm getting old fast!

there's good news and some bad news...

for starters, i'm smarter now than 10 years ago.. now, if i can only go back and bring with me the knowledge and wisdom i've since accumulated, it'd be cool.

bad news is i'm not as energetic and as adventurous as i used to be. well, i have come full circle... settled.

it's a little late to discover my true passion.. weightlifting.

i squatted 440 pounds earlier today.. not bad for an old timer, yeah?

deadlifted close to 400 pounds last week.. did most of this crazy lifts whilst i'm at this age... what if i got hooked on this thing like when i was a teenager?

one year ago i was a nobody in this gym. today, most of the guys know me.. they stop, stare and look in disbelief whenever i do the darnest thing.. he he!

even the guys on roids can't believe their eyes i can almost equal them in strength.

thanks to the good Lord above, i have no injuries while my roided counterpart, they're aching somewhere.

my juiced ex-partner whom i mentioned here before, he can't believe either.

yet, i train alone. i don't like partners, to be honest. it's like i'm in the 'zone' when i train and partners just gimme some kinda reason to slack... ya know, talk smack all the time.

another thing, i do things differently.

i hate training one body part per day. that's a waste of time.

i'd like to hit 'em big for my buck.



steroid use is pretty rampant in my gym.. seems normal to them.

why this guys are in so much of in a hurry? your guess is good as mine.

as soon as they get off, they shrink.

too expensive. too fleeting. too-tal waste of money.

what's even worst: they're not getting any stronger!

mostly aren't even competing.. just for vanity.

same old... same old..

what i learned most as i grew older?

to K.I.S.S.

Keep. It. Simple. Stupid.

tee-hee!

i hate to start.

coz when i start, it'll be hard to stop.

now, the single, biggest, million dollar question is???

where do i begin????

boom!

thoughts flew off... the wind caught 'em all!

well, i've been busy fillin' up my 'toolbox.'

meaning?

learning.

lotsa shit, tell ya that..

anyhoo, i suck on the information department.. i will never ever be a good storyteller in this lifetime so suck it up, bubba!

gotta get my sleep, i just squatted over 400 pounds of hard metal earlier for five repetitions.. oh, been doin' that for quite sometime now..

'til next time.

phoenix

*cough* *cough*

i dunno what's causing the effin' sore all over my upper body.. is it the all-out ballz-to-the-wall workout or that steamy two-hours of "hard" massage i had which both happened yesterday.

oh yeah, the massage left a real nice good imprint on my memory.. ha ha!

i dunno. maybe i have a dirty mind or t'was just a little "cutting edge" the way they do things in there.. she practically rode me and our bodies rubbed on each other half the time.. like her *uhm* is thisclose for comfort to mine.. whatever. didn't do nada.

i assume it was just it - clean massage.

i stepped it up a notch in the gym... yet i'm supposed to back off this month to give my body a much needed rest.

thus, the much needed massage once in a while.






oh yeah, hate it to break it to ya...

i'm back bitches!




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