I’m just tryna’ be me, word to Tiger Woods goatee

I’ve got to start actually recording things as they pop in my head. In the past, ideas would pile up inside until I finally sat down, organized them and typed them out. Nowadays, I’ll ‘ohyeahthatsinteresting’ all day at work for a few days, sit down for lunch break with the intent to put them on digital paper (?) and… NOTHING. I don’t want to sound arrogant, but I’m truly depriving the world of wicked ramblings and foundations for global overhaul. I was going to hit the gym this morning. I wasn’t keeping track of time though, packed a bowl and 7 o’clock hit right as my head hit the ceiling. Doing cardio while mentally altered is not cool, barely doable and not recommended. I must say though, I used the built up drive to be physically fit and created one of the most delicious omelets ever. My farts smell like premium cut beef and bleu cheese. WOOOO [/Archer]

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