Brent, real question. Do you ever get lab work done and hows your stack looking lately?
I ran a cbc last week because I either have a tapeworm or cancer. Sometimes you might show up as anemic. The blood work was normal.
I’m afraid of these things because my MO on most nights is to eat a bowl of ice cream, and I do things like eat two orders of fries, a total of 6 patties from In-N-Out, and dip the fries in a chocolate shake. Wake up the next day and I’ve lost weight. Got to be cancer. Next week in MopeilityWOD, Brynt quits chemo and succumbs to cancer. Sounds like a good blog. Cya.
I don’t currently have a stack. I just try to eat as much meat as I can. Actually I lied, I do eat these vitamin B gummies but only because they are gummies and taste like candy. I was eating vitamin D gummies but I ran out and haven’t gotten around to buying more.
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Today’s MopeWOD: Read this post history. Consider how this person might be in real life.
Superset with: hate your own least favorite person on the internet.
Burnout set finisher: hate someone in real life.
When it’s all over, ask yourself – are these people happier than you?
Welcome to MopeilityWOD.com.
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When I was in JROTC, I had an IQ that was significantly higher than the average of 76, so I was selected for various “leadership” type bullshit. Let me clarify that I’m not proud of this, and I wasn’t even proud of it at the time. It’s like being told to lead the white-belt taekwondo class in the calisthenics warm-ups while shouting the commands in Korean – when you’re not even fucking Korean. I’m real glad I got out of that chickenshit outfit.
In my third and final year of JROTC, there was this TREMENDOUS DICKHEAD named Ellison who, I can’t even begin to describe how much of an absolute piece of shit this guy was. At this point in high school, I was just trying to survive. By survive I mean I was trying to make it to the next day without hanging myself in my fucking closet. I just wanted to move out, away from my parents, and play Starcraft. Despite how much I hated myself and my life, I didn’t believe in making other people feel like I did as a way to vent, so I stayed mousey and didn’t kiss a girl until I was 17 (she wasn’t that pretty).
The first day I meet Ellison, someone in JROTC fucking introduces me as, “This is Brant, he’s drill team commander.” I fucking HATED that people pointed out that I was the drill team commander. I hated that I was ON THE DRILL TEAM.
The expression on Ellison’s face changes abruptly. He loses the smug grin and tries to give me what he probably thinks is an icy gaze.
I will never know why Ellison immediately hated me. To be completely honest with you the guy probably has schizophrenia and hopefully is well-medicated by now. But he took JROTC SO FUCKING SERIOUSLY and I can only assume that he was pissed that someone like me could obtain a “leadership” role IN WHAT WAS ESSENTIALLY THE EQUIVALENT OF BEING IN BAND IN HIGH SCHOOL????? Dude, I didn’t even care, I just wanted out.
He would go on to create a fake fued between us. Despite him being an awkward loser dickhead, I actually didn’t have a problem with him, because everyone was an awkward loser dickhead. But the guy creates a fake fued, fabricates this entire rivalry THAT DIDN’T EVEN EXIST. I wasn’t sure if Ellison was a real person, or possibly a paranoid delusion that I was having, because I couldn’t believe that someone would lie about AIM conversations that never happened IN AN EFFORT TO CREATE THE BACKSTORY OF A RIVALRY THAT DIDN’T EXIST???????
When we failed at the JROTC convention or whatever the fuck it is when all the schools get together and compete, Ellison’s idea of criticizing me – first of all, which was completely warranted, I understand – but his idea of criticizing me was, “You think that display was worthy of an officer?” AS AN OFFICER. IT’S FUCKING BAND COLOR GUARD WITH RIFLES YOU STUPID FUCK. He could have called me a shithead, a poor leader, a fucking baby-dicked loser, AND ALL OF THEM WOULD HAVE BEEN TRUE, but his idea of an insult is to CRITICIZE MY FICTITIOUS RANK OAPIHFEOAWPEHFOAPIHWPOHG
I fucking hated the guy so much. Ellison is the kind of slime ball who says he benches 315lbs because he can do 20 reps at 135lbs and posts all of his workouts on facebook and periodic pictures of him flexing in the mirror with a cellphone in his gloved hands. He’s the kind of guy who lies about the action he gets from a girl, literally, I’m pretty sure he actually did this.
I quit JROTC for my senior year and he called me a quitter and was made drill team commander. Believe it or not I didn’t give a fucking shit. I’m sure he had the time of his life spinning broken rifles.
I just want to point out that when I stumbled on his facebook a few years ago, it was a black-and-white picture of him shirtless wearing sunglasses and a cap while he posed like a model.
To answer the question – YES he’s probably happier than me because he doesn’t know how big of a piece of fucking shit he is.
JUST FOUND HIM ON FACEBOOK AGAIN AND WE HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY?!?!?!??!?!?!? CAN’T DO IT
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Old man writes:
I’m glad this blog isn’t filed under training logs anymore.
That’s because I don’t fucking train anymore.
But seriously we should be together.
You’re the kind of person who I hope buys my erotica and sends me creepy emails about how much you love my work.
UPDATE: Lifetime PRs on all my lifts today. Moping really works!
You heard it here, folks.
I feel like you have a sense of envy to the French character, you want to be him, you don’t want your life to be perfect, or even great, but you want something. He has something but his problems outweigh the good in his life. I think that you don’t want to be completely happy, but you just want something positive to hold on to.
You want me to kiss you now or what?
Brent, off-topic but I saw in another post that you thought Korean food was ok. I’ve never tried Korean food and there are a bunch of supposedly authentic Korean restaurants nearby because the town nearby apparently has a big Korean population. What should I get?
Gal-bi, or the barbecue short ribs, are a big favorite. Get yaengnyam gal-bi if you go to a barbecue place, those are marinated short ribs and a big favorite with most people.
The soups are little harder to get into, you have to develop a taste for soybean paste and red pepper paste/gochujjang first.
I also like bibimbap, that’s a rice dish served with vegetables and some bulgogi – marinated beef – in a hot stone bowl. I don’t know the significance of the stone bowl, go fuck yourself.
Bulgogi is also OK and cheaper than the short ribs but if you’re into meat, you really should try the gal-bi.