Yeah, I suck. I sucked down a mean ribeye steak tonight, followed by a pile of garlic mashed. I'd rather do that than charge a gay, freezing, rainy North Sea session for 12 to 15. Fuk dat, even though I would have enjoyed seeing Tom pay some duez.

I figure I'll quit kiteboarding for the time being and be a bodybuilder. That way, I can pump iron in a cozy gym and spend the rest of my time in a tanning booth. Nice and warm. Not to mention being surrounded by hot gym babez in spandex who can't resist my swollenness.