The Grim Reaper

BEWARE! TAKE HEED! Confess your faults! Do someone a good turn! The Grim Reaper was in the Fitness Center on Friday. I warned Mr. J. It was very weird and I wondered who the Reap was there for. I guess it wasn't me because I'm still here to blog about it.

No one I know seems to be missing. Maybe he was just working out.

If you see him - please give him lots of room. The most telling feature is his black sweat pants and black sweatshirt with the hood pulled up over his head to hide the fact that he is a ghoul. The glasses hide empty eye sockets. I didn't see his scythe, but I assume he kept that safe in a locker.

When Phat Stuff tried pushing me to rally my friends to walk for hospice care next month it was everything I could do to not shiver. Did she know about the Grim Reaper too? I told Little Bug that Phat obviously had me confused with someone who actually gives a shit, but I confess now I'm feeling just a bit nervous .

I admit I have more than my fair share of faults, and I'm sure you all could assign me a few more I should really know about. I don't think it's true that you know yourself better than anyone else does. I admit I DO need to work on my bad 'tude. Today, during my workout, to keep what few friends I have, and to keep the Reap at bay, I did my best to not get pissed at the fact that it's pouring rain and my Sunday plans are spoiled and I don't have an excuse not to clean my house but I'm figuring my time is almost up so what's the point isn't there something FUN to do instead? (which there ALWAYS is!)

Real friends will tell you what your problems are. Best friends will listen to your problems. Y friends are good for pointing out other people's problems. Did Boob Job also get hair extensions? Why does J.B.F. follow her around like a lost puppy?? Did Shiny Man once wear a toupee???

Say what you will, just watch out for the guy in black.