Yeah, apperently he used to be a fairly big addict. Shit's nuts, he's always telling me these crazy/personal stories, but he seems like a fairly solid gent.
Oh yeah, and the writing inside the porta-pottys were so god damn funny. The whole front door was covered in some sports argument with people saying the NFL and the MLB were for fags, and the NBA was for niggers and fags, and someone pointed towards this and wrote wetbacks, THEN someone wrote that around the world hispanics are some of the best athletes. Then on the wall there was a ton of writing just about random stuff that was generally funny, and in the middle of it was written "Quit wrighting shit and get back to work".
Oh yeah, and I had my first hard day today. I unloaded a semi full of playground equipment and by about 3:30 ish I couldn't feel my arms. Even several hours later I went to pick up my dog, which is usually and easy thing to do, but I struggled just to get her up. I'm wondering if I should try and work out again or if I should just do it once in a while and let my work try and bulk me up.
