Ok I'm better now.

I didn't have to kill anybody to feel better, bummer. I think I'll do it anyway. I actually got a cup of earl grey tea and now I feel scads better. Right bosh! and all that. harrumph harraumph..
Then again maybe I was just a little caffiene deprived, or else some chemical in the Bergamot oil(sp?) has rebalanced my see-saw.
I've decided to bite the bullet and start working out in the gym at work, it's free it's here and if I wait for everyone to go home at least all the office people I should be able to get a decent workout. They have a treadmill and a skiing machine along with the weight lifting machine (which probably has some name but I don't know it) I use free weights at home, but I need to explore doing some more aerobic style exercises.
FW says I should drink less after working out (seriously what does that woman have against my martini(s)?)
Why does she think I'm working out? to get in shape to pick up girls? no, she'd probably slice me open in my sleep, I exercise so I can drink more without developing what my family likes to call the "extreme fatness" like huge uncle bernard and aunt loveless the cow impersonator.. Not real names, not even real people. We're just farm people, we eat big, work hard, have big muscles and read scripture every night. Well that's what all mly ancestors did until my mothers generation, first ones to ever move off the farm, explore the cities and offices. What do you think was the first thing they did off the ranch?? Blew up like sexdolls on a gas station air pump..
Unfortunately for older brother who works at a bank, has two kids and hates exercise he will probably never recover, my littlest brother has the same problem, my other brother and me bounce back and forth. Lucky for him he loves lifting weights, he was a football player, now he's a chef and doesn't like to eat just likes to taste everything a lot then skips the meal. I have a few run on sentences, but I don't care. Caffiene seems to be the cure..