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My life, the living embodiment of irony

I realised today that my life is one big living irony.

* I want to lose weight and see my abs; I exercise, and yet eat chocolate and packet chips every day in eyebrow raising quantities.

* I love my job, but every morning when the alarm goes off I try to find excuses not to go.

* I worry about being socially accepted, but I never return anyones phone calls.

* I am really quite a sensitive individual, however I have enough tattoos that other people look at me and think I am an uncaring macho bastard prick who spits on people for laughs.

* I love writing, but I always find excuses why not to write blog posts.

I could go on and on, but I think I’ve made my point.

Time to go to gym and get some exercise. If I can change one thing at a time, perhaps I can at least change the reduce the irony in life to a smaller font.

Andy.

Comments

Comment from Faragon
Time: July 15, 2008, 1:42 pm

Should I point out the irony in that you were heading to gym, but didn’t that very day?

You should *really* stop making excuses ;-)
(And you should stop Skypeing people awake when you’re supposed to be in gym ;-) :-P )

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