So after not posting over the weekend- it's technically Monday now-I feel determined to prove to myself and any skeptics out there that this blog is not going to run the course of one of my sit-up/push-up regimens which tend to start off with gusto days 1 and 2, tail off Day 3 take a breather Day 4 and then disintegrate entirely Day 5 as I realize that I wasn't even fooling myself. I guess when you're as naturally chiseled as I am, you can afford such inconsitent dedication to working out. I wish there was a sarcastic font for statements you want to make sure people don't read the wrong way. Sarcasm can be tough to pick up on in some written contexts, particularly Instant Messaging.

Check out this ordinary online conversation I had recently with a classmate I hadn't spoken to since we graduated college:

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Oldfriend02: Hey man long time no chat, fancy running into you online

ME:Yeah, this is crazy.

Oldfriend02: So are you still living in NYC? How's the big apple treating you?

ME: Big Apple, indeed. What about you, I'm dying to know what you're up to?

Oldfriend02: Still doing finance stuff for Branch. It's mostly number crunching, kind of dry, but I'm sort of a math nut and I've pretty much mastered Excel, so that's kind of neat.

ME: Excel mastery, huh? Cool. Listen, I hate to cut this short, but I have to do some errands.

Oldfriend02: Alright man, well I'll keep my eyes peeled for you online so we can catch up some more, I've got to tell you about this crazy date I went on last month.

ME: I can't wait to hear about it. Sadly though, I must.

sign off

Had I been armed with the appropriate sarcasm-laden font to accentuate the uber-sarcasm of all of my responses to Oldfriend02, he would have realized that I couldn't care less that we were chatting, that the details of his life bore me immensely, that to me his job sounds horrific, and that in an ideal world, I'd never again have any contact with him as long as I lived. However, without the proper sarcasm indication, the exchange was a pleasant one. In case you're worried that I'm an asshole, I'll have you know the whole conversation was ficticious. I know it's hard to believe that I could re-create such detailed and realistic IM banter, but I guess that's just a gift of mine. Well shucks, it's getting late and I don't want to risk my fatigue diluting the quality of this post, so I'm going to call it a post. Here's to beating that pesky case of the Monday's everyone. Cheers