My day:

I woke up at about 11:30am, drank a protein shake, ate a pear and watched some MSNBC for about a forty five minutes.

Then I went to the office, which is a staircase and about 40 feet away from my couch. I did some work, then posted here. Did some more work, then posted again.

Around 5:00pm I ran some errands at Target, then went to Pier One where some throw pillows I ordered to accent my guest bedroom had arrived the previous day. I'm happy.

After that I went straight to see my personal trainer. Yes, I'm gay and I have a personal trainer. And yes, he's a lot like Garfield, only a bit older and with less hair -- probably due to the steroids. The drive from my home in Fountain Hills to Scottsdale was quite tedious during rush hour. I should really schedule my sessions for earlier.

The best part about the trainer is that afterwards I get a muscle soothing rub down (massage for the non-gay) from a foxy chick. The only bad part is she's the girlfriend of a good friend of mine. Bummer.

After that I stopped by Best Buy and bought Team America and a wireless mouse, then went and got some California rolls from Basha's, a supermarket in Arizona.

Then I came home. I ate, then checked the computer. Now I'm typing this.

This is a typical day in the life of Random P. Winterbottom. The only difference is if I meet up with friends during the day or at night.