Vox?

Oh, sorry to neglect you, buddy.  You need to speak up and demand more of my attention.  I'm fine, thanks for asking.  I got pretty wasted on Christmas, that was fun.  I sledded down stairs on cardboard, put my head through the ceiling while doing a chinup, and have a large human-inflicted bite mark on my arm.  Cool. 

For Christmas I bought myself a weight set and some exercise apparatus. (Sweet vocab, I know.  College educated readers can suck on that for awhile..)  I hope that using these things will provide my future lover with a better "playground."  Seems to be working out pretty good.  Except the troubles with styrofoam and plastic cups.  I keep crushing them on accident with my newfound strength, displacing all the contents onto the carpet or furniture.  Small price to pay on my way to becoming Shawn-Claude Van Damme.

Polish sausage for dinner.  Maybe a Red Dog or a few afterwards.  Break!