Hello handyman, I haven't updated in awhile. I've been so busy with my chess tournaments and weight lifting class.  My muscles are so big now. Now I can really wear my muscle tee. Tonight I went to the cheer ball.  My date isn't the cheerleader, I am. I'm a flyer. I'm the lightest guy (only guy) on the team.  So before dinner we went to Friday's. Me and my date sat down and the waitress offered us a martini and a bud light. I chuckled. But she had a straight face. Damn. I should have gotten crunk. Well I did at the ball so it's all good.  We decided to do a little performance on the dance floor. WE did a reallly cool stunt. I flew through the air and did a triple backflip tuck ariel cartweel. I'm simply amazing. Not gay. Metro. Now I'm chillin not "hanging out" cause no one says that anymore.  I might go eat a fishstick I don't know. I'm being haunted by a handyman. peace out fool