another 2 triangle poses right next to teacher "Patrick". It's a buzz in the studio how I'm pounding my yoga challenge. It must be my personal trainer and what she is doing to get me on top of it. Only 4 more days to GO. I feel hopeful.
Last night it made me nervous to see 3 punk males in class. If you are punk with attitude you're at the right place. Eat your humble pie punk. Bikram humbles all men who are smart ass macho Mow-Foes. If I see a punk male fall down in class it makes me chuckle. I don't care IF he falls boob boom. Cry baby. Most punk men are insecure. We're here to open the heart, not prove who is the boss dude. They will find out who is the boss when they practice Bikram.
SOMETHING EXCITING: someone is coming my way. My most favorite male son is coming to live with me for a few months. He has a construction job for a private Tuscan Mansion in Los Gatos. Oh this is so FAB. Now my daughter and son are living with me.
WE ARE WATCHING! That is a special advertisement for the two crazies in my life. Do you remember how I called the LE on the 51/50 next door male who barbecued the porch? It was okay with you. How you felt sorry for him and his alcoholic wife. Guess what, he went to prison and she was married to the con freak. Is that why you felt so comfortable with them? The 51/50 guy was running around in Campbell trying to get away from the law. He was a runny nut! After he left, his drunk wife was picking up guys from the bar, lining them up and fucking everyone for pennies. .....THEN----- squatters moved in. Oh I know, you loved all of those people. You love losers. Is that why you married the drunk ho who likes to take it in the ass? After too much ass fucking, it gets boring. She makes you feel powerful and important. You like to find losers and fix them. I bet the story about the drunk wife picking up guys in the bar makes you stiff and hard right now. Are you getting a puffy? Don't let your new wife know what makes you hard. She'll get crazy on you. Whatever I tell you, you'll not hear. So forget it buddy.
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