Beefy McManstick's blog: "Random"

So as many of you know, I work in a pharmacy, matter of fact I work in a number of pharmacies. I'm on y way to getting my doctorate in pharmaceuticals and becoming a Pharmacist to further my career in medicine, and at this point am what you would consider a Senior Tech at my home store, and a Trainer for the district. I've only been there since August, but since then I've made a lot of friends, a lot of patients who have come to know me as "their Tech." Living in a small town, I know what's going on with their children, their lives, how they are, what's coming around the corner, things of that nature, and truly, as much as I work, they become a part of your life. One of my patients passed on today. I took it hard because well, he was perhaps oen of the most unique patients I've had. His wife, always picked up his prescriptions and despite all that she was going through, she was just the sweetest of ladies. I hadn't seen her in weeks, and she came by today. When I brought her prescription for her and her husband, she said she had just one because he passed on. It took me by surprise. I mean I knew he was going through a lot, so many medical problems, and I mean being who we are, we knew ya know? But with his sudden burst of rejuvenation, the doctors were shocked to see how well he was doing. He even came by the pharmacy and thanked us all for working with him through the difficult time, but about 1 week into the treatment, things started going downhill. A week later, he was gone. They said it was Cardiac arrest but it seems he died in his sleep, without pain, in his home. It hit me ya know? Hit me hard, because death is a subject that I've never been too comfortable with. I know alot of people talk to me on here about their problems and have deemed me to be very eloquent with my words but something of this stature, death, has always left me speechless and in a state of almost awe...in a bad way. I know it's coming, death, nothing we can avoid, just not something that you can get accustomed to ya know? I just, needed to let that out, and my blessings, my condolences, my best wishes and prayers go out to the Sullivan family. RIP. -Jeff

Today was an excellent day, yet involved an event that was rather surprising and has put my mind at a turmoil like pace. Thoughts have been absolutely speeding through my head and at times I can feel my heartbeat racing because I'm the type of person, that if asked a question, I will deliver an answer. It's rare for me to be left speechless but needless to say, this is a decision I really must think about and for that particular reason, I'm writing this blog. I work hard, I work VERY hard. I don't brag about it, and I don't feel I should take credit for it because I do what I do for myself, my friends, my family and my loved ones. My parents have always worked hard and instilled that same drive in me and my younger sisters, and as an older brother, I've always taken it as my responsibility to lead by example. I go in on my days off, I provide my personal numbers incase they need me, and when I work, I don't take breaks unless absolutely necessary. I rarely call in and have as a common occasion, pulled a 12 plus hour shift. Well today it paid off because I was asked by a rival company if I would consider transferring over to them. Triple the pay, same benefits, and a position that would put me in charge of more than just a few stores, but 2 districts as well as carrying out my pharmaceutical duties. It's a big jump, the catch however is that it would take away from my school since I also am planning on school fulltime, to keep going after my doctorate. This much pay though, it's shocking, especially at 21, that I receive this type of offer but the thing that has me stuck in a riff the most...is that I really LOVE where I work. It may be stressful, it may be hard, it may wear me out, but I enjoy it, I enjoy my staff, I enjoy my customers, I enjoy my patients that stop by just to bring me adn my staff some lunch because of how hard we're working. I don't want to give that up, but at the same time this type of opportunity, well it's not easy ya know? I just needed to lay out my thoughts, think things through, and we'll see where to go. *sits back*

Today was an interesting day, I saw someone I knew in high school, well sort of knew in high school, she knew me. I tried talking to her, you know, just to say hello and catch up on things and she more or less blew me off. It took me by surprise because for the most part I thought I was very well liked, especially throughout my high school years, I was voted best dressed, best spoken, and most eligible bachelor my senior year...well apparently I guess that wasn't the case. Apparently my reputation preceeds me. See...back in high school, despite being an oustanding student, active in lots of extra curricular activities, I had a bad streak, a real bad streak. In the school I was what you could call the ideal student, but outside, I did it all, I raced illegally, ahh...I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss my Corvette, I fought on the streets, often for money, and amongst other things, I really did things and got involved with people that I shouldn't have been. I guess you can say I try to make up for my sins now by doing things I do. I know I know, how does bodybuilding repay for that, well hell I don't know, but I think the firefighting does, and no, I can't take back what I did, but damn, I had no idea it affected people the way she supposedly made it seem. I guess in her eyes I was really hated. I admit, despite the fact that I didn't know her, it did sort of bother me, and I think that's what got under my skin the most, the fact that she didn't know me and said what she said. I admit, I did stop doing all that bad stuff and am no longer what you'd consider the resident badass, but I thought I washed myself of all of that. Just felt like something I would want to talk about. But believe me when I say I'd be a bold faced liar if I didn't miss being what I was back in high school...a badass. -Beefy

Hm, today was a long day. They made me a trainer at work, and we had a new PSA sign with us today. Despite the fact that it was a busy day it went over well, until the guy and I got to talking. A lot of past memories came back, particularly when the discussion of being a firefighter came up. Few know but I was a volunteer firefighter for many years until a bad accident. It gave a big scare to all my family and friends and despite the fact that I was for the most part ok, I resigned on their behalf. Talking about it with the new guy however, brought about some feelings I thought I had gotten over. Now I admit it hasn't been long since I resigned as a volunteer firefighter but I really want to go back, yet everyone, and I mean everyone I know, is really against me doing so. Kind of torn between what to do, and it's got me somewhat stressed, something I don't like to be, at all. Just something I thought I should rant about. Thanks for reading.

All right, so this is my position on women's underwear in relation to men. Before you read the next few lines and just freak out, let me assure you that once you read the full deal, you'll understand and more than likely agree. First and foremost, women's underwear is phenomenal and great, for men that is. What? Yeah that's right, I said for men! They have all the benefits of both boxers and briefs, and none of the faults. I really wish I could wear women's underwear as the daily thing but well, society doesn't think it to be "right." Why do I say this? Well I want to tell you a little story. One summer, of 2001, some friends of mine and I were bored, sitting around as little freshmen in high school in the blazing heat. It was very hot that summer, so we decided to play truth or dare, as lame as it was it deemed to be a very fun game. We played truth or dare and I picked dare. My dare was, of course, to wear a set of women's panties and a bra, and go outside. So hey what's the big deal, fine, I'll do it. Omg talk about heaven! When I put those purple bikinis on it was, amazing. Now the reason is this, see, when you wear briefs, it tends to get real musky, sweaty, and there isn't much airation down there. Not to mention that the inlinings dig into your thighs which can be very uncomfortable. But you say wear boxers, right? Well here's the problem with boxers, sure, you have your bit of air there and all, but if you run, your package smacks all over teh damn place, slap slappity slap slap into your thighs. It gets painful after a while dammit. And boxer briefs are just beyond uncomfortable altogether. So, these panties, were great! They kept Kong and the package all nice and cupped, yet at the same time, I could run all I want and there was no slapping of my shaboing boing and bonkers. On top of which, despite being very nicely kept, there was plenty of air. The bra I could do without, ladies I have a new respect for women with large breasts, bras can get painful lol. But yeah, that's my position on women's underwear. Sure, many of you think I'm a goof and a nutcase, but believe me, as surprising as it is, women got it good! -Beefy

All right, so this is just a basic introduction to the erotica portion of the blog. It was recommended to me a number of times to post some of my stuff and after many a day of resisting, I finally came around. There are a number of different types of writing style I use, the most common however being, first person, from the male point of view. I'm hoping to add works to this section sometime within the upcoming days and would more than welcome comments, criticisms, and any recommendations as to what you'd like to see and whatnot :) So...here's to gettin freaky. -Jeff

So...got a competition coming up in March, for bodybuilding that is. For the most part, I'm always very confident when going in because of training and whatnot but to tell ya the truth, after the holidays, I'm a bit nervous. I really slacked through the months of November and December on my workouts and dieting, then I picked back up in January and started slacking again in early February. I still like to think I'm in pretty good shape but nowhere near am I in first place shape. Most of ya'll would know by now that I am all about eating good food, having fun, and living a life full of thrills, passion, and kinkiness :P However, during competition time, I do kind of go into the, "robotic" mode when it comes to training. I haven't however been doing that. So, it's put me in a bit of a rutt I think. A couple of my good friends, friends whom I grew up with will be competing are all looking as sharp as I've ever seen them, their symmetry is on the money and have a great blend of aesthetics and mass so that there's plenty of fullness to the muscle. Me well, lol, yeah hehe. So...I just thought I'd rant about that. Now I got some time till later March, but not a lot, so I'm going to try and start motivating myself to really get back into the "zone" or so to speak. Anyone, truly, can make excuses, complaining about work, school, all that, but I'm a firm believer that if you take up a responsibility than you should adhere to those duties. Haven't really done that. Hmm...maybe I should spend less time masturbating and more time doing cardio. -Jeff