Had to force myself to go to the gym today. Not been for two weeks, and for the last week I've done nothing but eat birthday cake. I did get three (well the candles wouldn't all fit on one cake - 24, by the way). So I made myself go, even though it was the last thing I felt like doing today, and managed 30 minutes before I convinced myself that was enough exercise for one day - don't want to do myself an injury when the only exercise I've done in the past week or so is walking between the sofa and the kitchen to stock up on more cake. And after all that effort, I'm off to scoff the last piece 
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I need to email back my uni friend, after his not so subtle attempt to put in a good word for his mate yesterday. My 'date' is at this moment chatting to me on msn, I'm trying to be vague, closed reponses, no questions, that kind of thing, without being rude. I just don't want to give him the impression that I'm interested. And our mutual friend wants to know what I think of him. Would it be really awful of me to ditch him via his mate? Just tell him I don't think its going to work out, let him pass the message on for me?
Mr-Malark
Just tell him to fuck off.
Anyway, I went to the gym late last night and as I was trying to lift this big bit of kit, I could see this one member of staff, out of the corner of my eye, just loitering about, waiting for an opportunity to strike up a friendly conversation. And I'm trying to ignore him cos I just want him to go away: I'm sweating, my balaclava's all over the place, I'm trying to lift this thing, yet there he is, just standing there, a bright, expectant look on his face.
In the end, I had to stop and say, look, this thing's kind of heavy so if you're not doing anything, you can at least help me get it into the van. I hate gyms.