Blond Gym Guy

Thursday May 6th, 2010

In 3 weeks I will be flying in a big plane to a small little city called Milan. There I will be visiting shops. In those shops there will be clothes that make me look fit, and muscular. Those clothes will be reasonably priced so that I may buy as much as I want.

I will pack lightly. I will go to lake como and relax. I will not stress about the language and enjoy life.

I will then be popular, more well paid and people will stare to the point that my BF will beat them up.

The fat will just melt off me because I will be one of the beautiful people.

Wednesday March 24th, 2010

Last week we had a blast of spring/summer weather and I've come to realize, more and more, that I'm not a winter person. I like spring through fall, but I can live without winter.

The plans to move to SA have hit a snag in that there are politics going on that are making it very risky to take my money and invest it in South Africa. For those of you not in the know, there is a politician, one I feel is as dirty as they come, that is talking about nationalizing banking and mining in the country. When that happens, foreign investment drys up and international companies don't invest in a country where they won't see a return on their investment. The argument for nationalization is that it will distribute the wealth more evenly across the population. Something I think is needed. I just don't agree with the method.  It leads to corruption and I fear that if I come and invest in something like real estate, my property could get nationalized and I would be left with nothing.

My long term goal remains the same that I'd like to move to someplace warmer, but It will have to be on hold for a while.

 

Wednesday March 17th, 2010

So A at the gym doesn't talk much. I don't mind.. he's eye candy. Nice arms, nice chest, skinny legs but I wont hold that against him. He's straight and is engaged to a nice girl, who also goes to the gym. In her defense I think she goes because she wants to fit into a size 2 for her wedding. I have a BF but there's no harm in looking. 

A stopped to talk to me today. It turns out we have a favourite TV show in common. Departures.  I bought a T-shirt from the show and have worn it to the gym. A is going to India for his honeymoon and backpacking across the country. All because of this show. I told him we went to Jordan because of the show as well.

A is not what I thought he was.. on closer inspection his skin is bad and he laughs like a dork. 

So.. 

Just like me. Except with nicer arms.

Illusion shattered.

Saturday February 27th, 2010

The year is finally over at my job. I don't talk about it much, following the old adage don't blog about work, but I will tell you that I love my job 50 out of 52 weeks of the year. Budgeting week I hate and the last week of the fiscal  is particularly stressful. (I also love my job whilst I'm on vacation too.)

What's worse this year is that my BF is off to someplace warm and homey as he's in between job assignments. I wish I could go, but it's such short notice. I would love to get a jump start on my tan and soak up some vitamin D instead of taking it in pill form.

Perhaps I'll start checking off some things on my to-do list while he's away to chew up some time.

 

Wednesday February 10th, 2010

There are people in this world who love winter and people who don't. There are people who put up with it for a set number of years and then all of the sudden just decide to chuck it all and live in paradise, where they may have less money but wont get the chill of an early morning damp snow. I wonder when my expiry date is. When will I have had enough? 39? 40? 50?

Getting to the gym this morning was a pain in the ass. It was snowy, it was cold and the workout was way tougher than it needed it to be. My new stalker was there too, beard and all. (I don't think he's stalking me, it just makes me feel attractive and it's only been 2 days) Let's call him Ralph. Ralph has a nice grey hoody that I like but don't really need. Ralph has nice legs. Ok I'm already sick of Ralph.

The diet is not what it should be but I've essentially given up McDonalds now.

I'm taking a little weekend getaway that may be the last getaway for a while now as money gets tight. I may have to turn up the heat at home and pretend it's Hawaii.

 

Jan 25th, 2010

Saturday was cheat day in the Blond Gym Guy's house. Multiple bowls of cherrios washed down with sweet tea, then a double hamburger and an ice cream treat followed by a burger and fries for dinner. At the end of the day my stomach just can't take fried food anymore I dont think. I'm back on the straight and narrow.

What the hell is going on here? Canal Walk is supposed to be very upmarket and they let this go on in Trueworths???

January 21st, 2010

So I’m sitting here at my desk and I’ve decided that there are a few things I need to sort out at work…

First is that bitch in sales..she must die. Stop second guesing me!!!

Second is that my desk needs to be much cleaner..scraps of paper everywhere and don’t even get me started on the drawers..it’s where files go to die.

Third..I need to tell my boss what a lovely woman she is.

4^th..I must leave at or before 5pm everyday. MUST. Life is too short.

5^th..The blackberry stays in my work bag as soon as I get home. It can all wait until tomorrow.

 

Below...Clifton.. and yes I was in a beachfront flat in Clifton at least for a few hours.

 

 

Jan 19, 2010

A few pictures from my trip..more to follow.

Reading material..not a bad book

 

First Class.. yes, I got bumped up..on a points ticket!

Me..tired and bloated.

My homework..He is going up on the fridge..

Yum.. Nice tattoo..nice arms.. sluttly girl he's sitting with.

 

Here is the plane.. I get geared up traveling...

Who wears white linen pants and a short sleave skin tight baby blue jersey? He does!

 

Friday January 14th, 2010- Vacation Filler

Guess where I am?

Here is a clue from my favorite TV show. Do you think I was inspired? (The BF is with me too)

Here is the link to see the whole show..Departures Season 1 Ep 2

Sunday January 3rd, 2010

Hi all..

I'm in Capetown at this point unless I was involved in some sort or airline imposed delay that forces them to put me up in an insanely expensive London or Dubai hotel.

This picture is from my last trip to Capetown.

The face not so good, the ass not so bad. Here's the thing, Mom and Dad were beaten repetedly with the ugly stick. Again and again. You get my drift. He's cutish now..he better find someone soon before ugly really starts to show up in his jeans..

Friday January 1st, 2010

Happy New Year.

I'm in London Heathrow airport somewhat relaxing in the SAS-AC lounge. I only got into this very sweedish like lounge because I flew in on an Air Canada flight. BTW, I was upgraded to exc-first, which is a cross between business and first. I suppose Air Canada thinks that this justfies thier prices, but really it is mediocre business class service at best. The staff try and do what they can. (This was a points ticket too, so much harder to get upgraded on. I credit a fresh face and a cheary disposition this time)

I am in hour 3.5 of a 7,5 hour layover.

I saw a really cute guy with the hair I want but I was too late to snap a picture. The hair is longish, but slightly curly at the ends which mine will never be without a treatment of some sort.

So far I have eaten in the last 12 hours...... a roll with butter, 1.5 chiken breast, a spoonful of rice, a croisant with butter, a small yogurt and 2 very tiny chocolate cake slices in the lounge.  I have drank.... one small glass of Riesling, one small glass of chapagne, 3 cans of diet coke and a bottle of water.Up until the cake I was doing ok, but a boy has to keep his blood sugar up.

I have resigned mysellf that I will be flying economy on this leg but you just never know. This next set of legs is with Emirates. I am 2250 miles away from hitting thier highest published tier. (All airlines have unpublished tiers as there are admitedly passengers who fly once every couple of weeks and deserve every perk they can get. In my defence I spend my own money on airfares, not my company's) 

Wednesday December 30th, 2009

36 hours until I'm in the air and 1 more sleep.

I worked really hard at the gym today, 30 minutes on the big E machine, 360 odd calories later and I was off to the shower to get ready for another day of work. J and I are talking about vacations. I tell him BF and I are heading to SA, he and his GF are heading to Cuba on the 3rd. I told him to get out of the all-inclusive rut. I did mention Hawaii but said he may have to get his GF a ring first.

A was at the gym too.. quiet as usual and didnt stick around long, maybe 20 minutes. On my way out, grumpy old dude pushed his way into the change room to pick up his keys that he forgot. It was like he thought we were going to steal his lame truck. J has his own truck and I have my nice SUV. Both newer and nicer than the old dude with the soul patch has ever had.

Old dude used to wear crocs to workout in.

Crocs.

He was spoken to.

Now he wears running shoes.

(In the dudes defence, J wears flip flops to work out in)

I want this shirt...and the abs to go with it. And the tan, even though I know it's bad for me.

Tomorrow I have a plan..gym, oil change, hair, tan last minute packing..limo.

Tuesday December 29, 2009

I have a whole bunch of things to wrap up so hold on.

I have 60 hours until I'm in the air to London. Then Dubai, then Capetown. Thats YYZ-LHR-DXB-CPT for all of you in the know. I leave on the 31st, get there on Jan 2nd. In economy. The whole way. Fuck. Please Emirates, if you are reading this, please bump me up to business class on at least one leg. I promise I'll be good this year. I am silver tier soon to be gold tier.

I'm confused..why do guys insist on wearing thier short/pants below thier undies so you can see the waist band? Very rarely do I find it sexy. I'm mean, do you really think I care that you wear Hanes that are too big for you because you are so skinny? Do you think those baggy boxers make you look sexy? Unless you are ripped, I could care less. And what is it about the underwear that goes to your knees?

I find basketball shorts and muscle tops at the gym very sexy. Only if you have good arms..ONLY.

This is a perfect example of GOOD..

My Wii remote is fucked up. I tried replacing the batteries and resetting but no luck. I'll try again tonight and if not just buy a new one. I'm pissed and panic'd all at the same time.

Lulu Lemon shorts make my ass look good when it doesnt really. I cant imagine how the gods of the gym would look in these shorts.

I have to pack, get my hair cut, do laundry, hit the drugstore, figure out what books need to be taken, take care of my dry cleaning, turn off the water, remember to pack a pair of running shoes, work out 2 more times at least, visit my folks, sleep, eat and breathe!

Thursday December 24th, 2009

I have to take the BF to the airport tonight..he's flying a week ahead of me.

My throat is sore again, lingering from last week and from me not getting enough sleep. Tis the season I guess.

Another week and I'll be warm in Cape Town.