Christ, that was completely MENTAL! Dunno what came over me. It started as fun, perhaps even sly social commentary, but then…then…the lasses were drooling, throwing themselves at my feet, swooning over my stalkerish behaviour, even offering to clean my sweat after one of my “five workouts”…

I work out once a day, if I’m lucky. I told so. Many. Lies.

Good Zachary is back. I definitely need a shower after all that (and no, it’ll be a solo one).

But first, I need to do something good to make up for all the arrogant crap I spewed today. I should find an orphan to adopt, or a puppy to rescue from the River Kelvin.

Ah, here we go:

That’s better.

Posted by: Zachary (the good one, I promise)