Somewhere between nyc and hartford, CT, a young man got on the train and, after pacing for a seat, chose the one across the aisle from me. At first I was quite pleased, since he is not exactly sore on the eyes and seems about my age.
A little past the hartford stop he got out his computer. As I was currently on my 4th episode of gilmore girls so far this trip, I glanced over to see if my aisle mate had similarly good taste for frivilous televison.
Heks watching P90X, an intense workout video for those of you who have yet to be assaulted by tony. But no, not just watching it. Rewinding to watch the scenes with women in spandex shorts and neon sports bras do push ups to work off the theoretical .5 lbs of body fat left on their chisled frames.
He's watching workout porn.and not even the carmen electra or kim kardashian poser workout kind. p90x makes you lose weight for no other reason that you're afraid if you don't finish that last mountian climber, tony will jump out of the tv and punch you in the abs because he knows you don't have any.
And this guy definitely knows that I know, because at one point he caught my wayward glances of shock and just gave the "I do what I want but still think I'm attractive so we should hang out" head nod.
7 more hours to go...
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..... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha....
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