It’s been a little over two weeks since the move to Las Vegas from sunny (ha!) Crawley in the UK. In that time I have compiled notes on a million[1] things I want to write about but I have to resist otherwise i’ll be posting two or three times a day, and that’s a bit too much to deal with; like the Kardashians.
As an update on the important things over here, I secured a job on Tuesday[2] with a small, unassuming multi-million dollar company[3] AND obtained my full 8 year driving licence [license]. I may write separate posts about those, but for now I use those memories to aid in masturbation.
On this post I want to share my observations of the gym here in Las Vegas.
I’ve been to gyms all across the country in the UK and now that i’ve moved to the USA I’ve noticed a difference in the calibre [caliber] of people that go.
In the UK the average person in the gym looks a little something like this:
Which is fair enough, right?
But in the USA, they’re like this:
Or this.
Seriously this is a thing here.
It all makes me feel a bit….
[1] Not literally. Maybe six; possibly five.
[2] Today is Thursday, not that you care.
[3] Woo hoo!! Yeah!! (does a little dance)
Head In A Blender 
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I’m not going to tell you which of the people in the photographs I most resemble. (I’ll give you a hint, nobody from pictures 5-8)
I know how you feel my friend. it takes a lot of effort just to type this reply.
(gasp, wheeze)
I’m ok, i’m ok….
Hope you recover your breath in time for your next post.