ON THE PATH OF NO RETURN

Sorry about totally fucking up the month of December, blog-wise. I'd like to note (BRIE) that my 40 blogs for the year of 2008 should count for something. There's a point to this entry in particular, but let me get all the stuff that I could have blogged about last month...



Here she is, in all her full black (metal) and white glory. Hail Jex Thoth, you haunting songstress of doomed metal hymnetry. My second session with Thea at Ghostprint was a lot more painful, and featured much more rap than I would have cared for (courtesy of the other artist working that night). That said, I have no plans to go anywhere else for future work, except maybe Salvation, given all the good things I've heard and seen from there. But Thea did seem pretty stoked on my next idea, so H.P Lovecraft leg piece, here we come.

Anyone that would be reading this has already heard about the Xmas party / NYE wrestling travesties, but if not, that's all you really need. TRAVESTY.

Now on to business. One Mr. Fighty McIrish, whom I've worked out with a few times in the past, posted a note on Facebook about kicking your ass into gear instead of whining about shit. For the most part, it made sense and got me thinking. I FUCKING HATE EVERYTHING (not really, but close to it [much <3 to Brie, friends, video games, etc.]) about what I'm doing right now. I'll go into detail at a later date for my plans regarding the new job path I plan on taking. Thus, Step 1 of fixing this problem? On The Path Of No Return. In addition to STEEL (music) and RAPE + PILLAGE (art), OTPONR will be the part of my blog devoted to me looking like a badass, or rather, the workout portion. Initally what Cousin #1 started over @ The Brick Shithouse Project, I figure documenting my progress from looking like the hairiest scarecrow ever to getting a body sculpted by the viking gods couldn't hurt. Clearly, I can't devote all my time to working out, but it's a new year and I want to go past the "work out for a month and then stop" routine. More specific goals include: regain stamina/endurance, flexibility (which I never had), strength, and abs I can see. Fuck eating healthy, but dammit, I want to see some abs.

Now I know, blogging how shitty you look on a regular basis is not for everyone, but I'm nonetheless tagging Cousin Jason, Fighty, Horrorshow, SALVAGE, Mark & Aron to join me on this. Start a blog. Call it something that's not homoerotically ripped from the pages of Manowar liner notes. Clearly we're not all gonna be able to work out together, but I think it would be neat to do a joint workout here and there every now and then. For example, I'd still like to lead a swimming workout with y'all.

But right. 2009, prepare for VOMICATION.