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Well someone asked for pics of something, I assume either my spartan or just the cons in general but I am lazy and don't feel like posting them. Sorry. Sucks to be you.

So today was my first day of serving alone at work. This place has a very structured training program, to the likes of which I have never seen before. I spent a full five days working with a trainer, and had tests every day. I mean actual written tests. Most of the time it was just me following the trainer around as they waited on tables and them telling me shit in the off time. But there was a set out lesson plan each and every day of the shit they had to cover with me. This all culmanted with a service test where I had to serve the GM or AGM (I only had to serve the AGM). But he asked me a question on nearly every single item on the menu. Also because it was busy it took like three hours to get it done, he kept getting up and wondering off to do something then coming back. Most people would think that is good because it gave me little breaks but I just wanted to get that over with. But I passed, and with very high marks I have been told. So tonight I picked up a shift from someone and worked all alone. We were pretty busy and I had quite a few tables. I also ended up making some good money for being my first night. I of course managed to spend all of it before I even made it home though. I had to stop and get some stuff from the retard zoo. (I wonder if I should capitalize that name since I am using it to refer to just one place?? Yea I think am going to from now on) I needed some non-slip shoes, a wine key (or a wine bottle opener for you non-restraunt people) and some random other shit and of course gas. But I also picked up a day shift for tomorrow and I am working tomorrow night, so I might make some good money tomorrow. I also might have won a pair of tickets to the Magic game on Wednesday night because I am awesome at work. But I have to work Wedneday so they might end up going to waste. So if anyone wants a pair of tickets to the Magic game let me know tomorrow and I will hook you up for cheap!

Ok that is about it folks. I need to get to sleep since I have to get up early and go to work all day long. Adios.

Zombie Mark returns!

Ok I know, I have been really lazy and havne't updated in like forever. Well here it is kids, a damn update! So lots has happened since I updated last. I started dating a girl from work, Holly, then we broke up, which pretty much sucked. I got trasnfered out of Sharks to Voyagers, and I hated it. I got transfered because they were short staffed and I was low man on the totem pole. I explained that I was unhappy about it and that I wanted to transfer back or I was going to quit but they wouldn't let me go back because I was dating Holly. Voyagers was a quick service place like a cafateria and I hated every minute of it. So I decided I wanted out of there. So I left. I have found a new job at NBA City in City Walk at Universal. I am just a server as of right now but they have asked me to apply for a manager position (only after being there two days!) so I have. I have an interview with the VP of food and beverage for the company on Tuesday.

My workouts have gone extremelly well. I got into good enough shape to wear my Spartan costume to Megacon. I still don't have the six pack abs but I looked good anyway. I am not quiting the diet and workouts as my goal is still to have a six pack for Dragon Con and I think that is very do-able.

I also don't think I have updated here since I moved. I was so tired of my old apartment and the super high rent that I had to look for something new. Well Greg also needed a new place since he broke up with Kelly and he couldn't afford his place on his own so we moved into a place together in Hunter's Creek. It is a a really nice place and it lets both of us afford it with out any problems.

Megacon and FX show have both come and gone since I updated last. FX was ok this year, it was pretty boring but at least I got to see everyone and we hung out which is really what is important about these cons. Mega was a bit better then last year, but I think it has a lot to do with me being in my Spartan Saturday and Sunday and how much fun that was. I managed not to buy anything except food all weekend which I don't think has ever happend before. I made a new costume for FX which was a GI Joe costume, Dusty. It was a simple costume that didn't cost much and is pretty easy to wear. I also did a Battlestar Galactica costume, again cheap and easy and easy to wear. The Battlestar one needs to be upgraded and that will happen before Dragoncon.

Mega this year was in the new convention center and that was a good venue for it, I really like the new side Vs. the old side. Also it made for much better parking and it seemed less crowded then last year. Don't get me wrong there were tons of people there but it felt less congested. Friday I just wore my Battlestar costume, I was planning on meeting up with the cats from the colonialfleet.org boards but I only met one of them. Then security made me leave the con because my fake gun looked too real, despite the fact it was in my holster, and didn't and couldn't shoot anything I had to take it out. Yet the guys walking around with the huge airsoft rifles (that shoot solid plastic BBs at three hundred plus feet per second) were allowed to carry them. But I did as I was told and without bitching to the guy, I just figured it wasn't worth the effort. Rent-a-cop gets one weekend a year to feel important and I let him have it. The real story of the weekend was Saturday and Sunday. For these were the days I wore the Spartan. This costume was such a huge hit. Everyone seemed to like it, epically the girls (and gay guys). I had lots of women thank me for having the body to wear the costume. I heard a couple of guys say shit about it but I think they were just jealous. I was pretty pissed that one of the 501st guys said shit to me about it, I damn near punched him epically since he is pretty damn fat on his own. But more important, the girls liked it. I don't think I could take five steps without being asked for photos. Saturday I met up with several of the guys from the 300dc boards and had a blast walking around with them. Late in the day all of the guys but me and one other got out of costume. So he and I walked around together. At one point he and I were standing in the lobby of the convention center and this guy kept walking up and taking our pics, he would walk up take 20-30 pics and then walk away. He would come back in two or three minutes and take twenty or thirty more then leave, repeat this for about thirty minutes for about three hundred pics. He was quite creepy. At one point, and I kid you not, he took about 30 pics of my crotch. Now I don't care if he wants to take pics of my 3/4 naked body and go home and masturbate with baby oil with them. But man take 4-5 pics and move on, 350 pics is excessive. He even came over and asked if I could take the cape off, I told him no it was hard to take off and put on. He seemed disappointed.

Well I am getting tired so I am going to catch some sleep. I will update again soon. I promise. Until then, remember prepare for the zombie apocalypse, it's coming. My plan...mall.

Only the hard and stong...

So I know it has been forever since I updated this damn thing. But really there is a good reason for that... nothing exciting has been going on for me.

But tonight marked something exciting for me. I pushed my self and did a hundred push-ups. Not all at once, in sets of fifteen to twenty with a minute between each set but still AMAZING! I have never in my life been able to do something like that and when I started on my work out path I could barely do ten now I just did a HUNDRED!!!

Lately I have been sort of down on my progress with my workouts but I took and posted a pic of myself on the 300 boards I frequent next to one I took several weeks ago and I can really notice a difference. That has renewed my vigor for it.

Bad day...?

Welcome back friends new and old. Lets get right into it.

Today started out pretty normal, I got up a bit late (I didn't have to be in to work until noon and I didn't have any specific time I had to be at the gym so I slept a bit later then usual), I took the dog out, and packed my gym bag with my work clothes. I went to the gym, worked out for about thirty minutes, showered, got dressed, stopped at their juice bar for a protien shake and got in my car to go to work....this is where my day went downhill. I had apparently left my work shoes at home, despite the fact that I remember picking them up and setting them with my gym bag. So I had to drive all the way home to get them. I get home and sure enough there they are, sitting right under where my gym bag was. And what else is on the floor to my suprise? Dog shit. Now I am pretty pissed but I don't have any time to fuck with it since I am alreday going to be late for work since I had to come all the way home for these stupid shoes. So I hang up my towel from the gym, take my sweaty clothes out so my bag isn't stinky and leave. I get about two miles from home and remember that I had left my damn protien bar in my gym bag that I had planned on snacking on at work instead of something bad for me. DAMN IT!!! So I decided not to turn around and go back for it. But at this point I decide that my damn day is going downhill fast since I am now going to be like twenty minutes late for work and I left my snack at home so I call work and tell them I am not coming in (blame car troubles since I really had some two days ago and it didn't actually cause me anything but money problems). The funny thing is, when I spoke to someone at work apparently someone else called in and I would have been short staffed at work and pissed, so my plan to not go in was a good one as my day would have gotten even worse!

So now I am home. I am going to get out of my work clothes and into something more confortable, watch some TV (probally Rome from HBO on DVD) and maybe go get some air in my paintball tank. If Dave comes home later today and wants to hang out I might go over there. As of right now I have no plans.

Prepare for glory!

So it is like week three of my work outs and I am actually starting to be able to see changes in my self. I notice that I am getting less tired at the gym while working out, I am able to do more while I am there. I am also noticing that I have more energy durning the day, and I require less sleep at night. The biggest thing is that other people are starting to notice that I am slimming down a bit. I am really starting to feel good and that well...feels good.

On another note I went to Hall-o-Scream at Bush Gardens with a couple of people from work last night. We had a great time. I was a bit dissapointed with Hall-o-scream in general but even still I had a good time. Most of the haunted houses were OK at best. One was down right terrible and two were pretty decent. I will say that the scare zones on the streets sucked something fierce. The entire street teams just seemed to be half-assing their "performances" and really not trying.

I am going to try to go to Horror Nights at Universal this Thursday but I don't know if I am going to be able to afford it or not. I really want to go as the longer I wait the more and more busy it gets. I am a bit worried though a couple of my co-workers went this weekend and said it was down right aweful. And all of them had the same opnion so I have to think it was really not that good. That will suck if that is the case as usually Horror nights is good.

Well I am off I am going to go watch some TV before hitting the sack. I want to try to get up early and go to the gym tomorrow even though it is usually one of my days off from the gym. I think I am going to swim some laps as that is really good cardio.

Not quite as sore as before...

Welcome back, I know I know, I promised a Dragon Con update the next day and I didn't do it. But this time it wasn't my fault. Stupid Brighthouse keeps turning off my internet for stupid reasons. Now they are saying my computer has a virus or I am sending out spam e-mail. While I am not going to argue with them on either case (but I am not aware of either) I still am annoyed as hell that they keep doing it with no warning.

I really don't have much to talk about on here. Work is still going well, and I still actually like going to this job (though I really could use more money but...). My workouts are going great also and I am actually going as often as I originally said I was going to go. I am going to the gym five days a week. I am really decicated to this plan and I am alreday starting to see results. While I have not lost a single pound I have gaind a bit of deffination in my arms, I feel stronger, and I have lots more energy. I am really looking forward to the end results and I am going to achive my goals.

Well since most if not all of my readers were at Dragon Con with me I really don't feel like putting the rest of the story up here. I am just too lazy to fuck with it. Here is the short story, Friday I didn't drink but still had a good time at night, Saturday we won the 501st Droid Hunt for the fourth time in a row. Sat night I drank a ton, got wasted, puked in Randy and Angie's tub, talked to some girls chest, tried to go to a party but no one would let me. Sunday was pretty much boring. Sunday night we went to see Rocky Horror picture show, it was late, so we saw like an hour and a half of the Cruxshadows concert, everyone hated it but me. Finally Rocky started, it was good, it ended at like four in the am. Monday I drove home, it was pretty uneventful. This was the first year since I started going to D*C that I didn't go to the TDH dinner. It wasn't because I didn't want to go, I did, but it was just because the dinner was too expensive for what you got and I couldn't justify the cost. From what I have seen I am sorry I didn't go as it does look like it was a good time.

I did mention that I was say why the con was different with out you know who. In the past durning the day I would walk around with her and we would go look at shit. This year there was time that I couldn't find anyone or they wanted to do other stuff and I went off on my own. It kind of sucked, I missed being there with her. The night time was a different story and I didn't miss her but the day time sucked.

Well I am going to go now, I need to look for a new apartment/condo. I am tired of living in this one and I would really like to pay less per month since I am not making as much money as I used to. So I am off.

Dragon Con

Ok as promised here is my update on the con. It was great. This was the first year I went with out you know who tagging along. I wasn't sure how that was going to be but I will go more into that later.

The Drive: So the day I am planning on leaving Eric called me and asked if I minded if Cherie rode up with us. I told him that was cool and be at my house at like one or two am that night. They showed, and boy did they bring a TON OF SHIT! I couldn't believe how much crap those two brought with them, I will say most of it was her's. But man did we have my SUV packed full. We got on the road a bit before three am and we were off. The drive was pretty un-eventfull which was a good thing. Cherie slept most of the way, only waking to drop a random comment into our conversations and be right back asleep, while Eric managed to stay awake all the way there. I wasn't sure how an eight hour car trip with Eric was going to be, but save for his truly epic gas, it was a good time. We got to the hotel around ten I think, got checked in and after a very short tour for Eric (it was his first time there) and some doughnuts for all of us we took a nap until the rest of the gang showed up. Later in the afternoon everyone else showed up and we got them checked in and moved all of their shit into the room. Randy and Angie some how managed to get a damn suite for free, while Dave and Christine got a tiny room and a ton of headaches (the funny part is both groups got those things from the same original problem, not haveing a fridge). Needless to say all of us hated Randy and Angie most of the weekend for their incredible luck and the monster suit they got. Dave felt it nessicarry to kick our damn fridge every time he came in our room, but since it wasn't ours and he wasn't really hurting anything we didn't really care. We went and got our badges around four. (where I saw this really hot red-headed dominatrix chick!!!) We all went out to dinner at Hard Rock that night to kick off the good times and so it began.

The Night: Once again the Hyatt was the place to be the first night of the con, we all lounged around the lobby hanging out, but of course before going there we made a pit stop at the rooms to start drinking. I had a great night that night, several of my friends from out of town met up with me there, Bob from New England, Goro from Japan, and Scott from Oaklahoma to name a few and it was nice to see all of those guys again espically Bob and Scott since I hadn't seen them since last year at Dragon Con! One of Bob's friends was walking around with a backpack full of beers, and that was fantastic, because that ment free beer all night long! After about one am most of my friends from Florida went back to the room to crash, but Bob, Scott and several others had no intentions of calling it that early of a night. So we went up to Bob's room got a bunch more beers and went back downstairs. **Funny little side story here, Goro had these werid little candies from Japan with him, and they looked like cat shit, and to me they kind of tasted like cat shit so I am not convinced they wern't, but regardless they looked funny so we got into an elevator and left a small pile of them on the floor just to see people freak out at them. It worked swimingly.** So back to the main story here. We go find a spot to lean in the lobby so the "Hyatt's lobby nazis" don't make us move and we just watch the people pass by and drink and tell stories and jokes. There was a cute girl dressed as River from Serenity with a Jayne's hat on and Scott (in his drunken mess) hears me say she is cute and I should hit on her, so he goes over and brings her to me. We talk for a while, I find out her name is Dare (or at least that is what she said it was) and she is from Miami. I hit on her for a while but her damn friend keeps dragging her away to show her shit, she comes back and a few minutes later her friend dragges her off again, eventually she never comes back and I don't see her again for the rest of the weekend. *tear* But after we have a few more beers and we are all plenty drunk I introduce Bob to what I was at the time calling "The Game" or what we are now calling "Trainwreck" (thanks to Dave for the name!) Basically this is the worst, most mean spirited game ever, and we are all probally going to hell for playing it but oh well. See this used to just be something I did when I would see hot girls in tiny clothes and point them out to my friends. Well then I started seeing the bad things, fat people in tiny clothes, and since I had to see them I figured so did my friends. So I would point them out too. Well what started out as just a bit of harmless fun for me turned into "The Game". Basically you do what I just said, you point out the fat and ugly people wearing way too little clothing to your friends to make them look at it. The goal is just for them to see it and curse you. Basically no one really wins this game, there are just different degrees of losing. Now the trick to the game is that you also have to point out the hot girls in tiny clothing so that your friends never know which you are pointing out and always look. This game is best played drunk. So after playing this for hours on end I finally get tired around three or four in the am and go back to the room for some sleep.

I will give another update on offical DAY ONE of the con tomorrow. I need to get some sleep so I can go get my ass kicked by my trainer again tomorrow.


***Note about "Trainwreck" this game while mean spirited really is not ment to offend your average heavy set person. But more this is ment to offend the heavy set person who thinks it's OK to cram themselvs into a tiny little corest and go out in public with their fat oozing out of the top and bottom of the thing. Or the heavy set person who thinks it's ok to wear only duct tape on their nipples and go out in public. As much as I love boobs, I really don't want to see yours if you are three hundred pounds and your boobs are oozing out of the top of a corset and they look like a half filled waterbed being carried by two guys under it. That is all***