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|Monday, June 14th, 2010|
|Not really a surprise and not sure what to do with it.
Some I'm going through old youtube subscriptions with the intent of paring it down a little and I run across one member w. asperger's who mentions some online tests
. Something I never considered before. Amazing the talent I have for overlooking the obvious. Anyway, they did suggest what I already suspected. I am a good candidate to be an aspie:
Hoping this image comes out. Let me know if it doesn't.
So what do I do with this "new" development? I really don't care to repeat my awkward dance with the mental health establishment, even if they had some strategies available for someone like myself. Nor do I get a special joy of having a label available. I know some people get some odd comfort out of that sort of thing. I don't. Meh, it is what it is. Current Mood: blah
|Thursday, June 10th, 2010|
What song are you just a *little* embarrassed to admit that you love (or like)?
Everyone has *that* song. You know, the song that you love but you aren't really sure why. It's that song that if your Goth/Hiptser/Grunge/Deadhead/Hip-Hop/Cou
ntry Western friends ever saw you singing along to it, they would revoke your membership card.
I'm asking two things:
(a) Leave a comment with the name (and artist, if applicable) of your favorite musical guilty pleasure.
(b) Spread this around to friends, neighbors and strangers on LJ because I'm curious about what other people's musical guilty pleasures are. (Why yes, I am that nosy.)
Feel free to say what you want, all comments are screened. If it's okay to unscreen your comment, just let me know and I'll share the love.
I was infected with this meme by cinemababe
|Wednesday, March 10th, 2010|
|I am sooo not a morning person
Up at 5:15 am and driving. Plan was to get to Dunkin D at 6 and play on the wifi until my insurance agents' office opened at 8 so I could get a new policy (got nabbed last Saturday for having let it lapse, long stupid story). Of course the router here is having issues with me of one sort or another, so I'm stuck w. the Cricket broadband. I've gotten spoiled by the higher speed connection here and at the library. The logistics of internet access is not the worst difficulty when one doesn't have a home, but it's still a pain.
Until I get my license problems cleared up things are going to be a bit tricky. I'm avoiding Alexandria as that's where I got ticketed and I don't want to chance that same officer spotting my vehicle. That means two things at the moment. One- I need to find new spots for crashing (usually need 2 a day). Two- I either need to chance going to the gym in Alexandria I have a membership in or I have to neglect personal hygiene. I spent a couple nights in a cheap motel in Arlington but can't afford to keep up w. that. Hopefully it will all be taken care of tomorrow. My court date is Friday and I'd like to be able to say to the judge it's covered.
My dreams are still weird, but at least I'm over the depressive bout that came with my ticket. Those are the difficult periods to get through. Fortunately I've learned that I often just need to hang in there for a few hours to a few days and things will improve emotionally. My life is still crap, but I don't look on diving under a bus as a reasonable solution (really a very poor way to kill oneself). Most importantly, I've got a plan and a chance to dig myself out of this hole. Not looking forward to the view I'll get outside of this hole, but beats where I'm at overall. Current Mood: blah
|Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010|
|Sunday, December 20th, 2009|
|So, my birthday sucks.
Not the worst I've ever had, but my birthdays haven't really been fun since I became an adult. Some have maintained the illusion through strippers and other indulgences. But even those have been brought low by the solitude I was experiencing at the time.
Things went south on Thursday when I lost my wallet. Got back from my morning run and moved over to Harris Teeter to get my morning paper and found my wallet missing. Went frantic looking for it. Had an uncomfortable moment at the church where I had spent the night telling a tale of having tripped when cutting through the parking lot and thinking I lost my wallet. Nothing found. Guy at work was kind enough to lend me $20 for gas, but I was all full of negative thoughts of the hassle of dealing w. the dmv and the bank. Canceled my card right away to be safe.
Nothing else to be done for the moment, I went ahead and joined my meetup group at Sportrock for some climbing. While I didn't feel exhausted anymore, I did horribly. Got shut down on 5.7s even. Wonder if I was affected by stressing over the wallet.
Canceling my card was, of course, a mistake. Friday morning I'm about to go to the DMV for the new license and stressing over the fact that they'll probably insist on mailing it and wondering what I could do for id at the bank. Well, I get to thinking about the previous morning and something didn't strike me as right about the trash I dropped off that morning. So I swallow my pride and go digging in the trash receptacle I used and find the bag I used, filled w. sushi containers, newspapers, and my wallet. I have seldom been so relieved at proving myself an idiot. The bank card was still canceled, but at least I could write a check for cash. Made me late and got me bawled out by a supervisor, but I could pay the coworker back right away.
The snow storm started here between 10 and 11, 2 hours earlier than expected. Roads got bad real quick. I got some goods from the store (sushi, candy bars, and milk) and gassed up. Rather than my usual spot I checked out the covered garage at the nearest indoor mall. Turned out to be a good choice. Out from the snow and wind and slightly warmer. I even had a chance to spend a little time organizing the car (still a lot more to do).
The next day was a bit rough getting into work, but I did alright. There was one point going up King St (rte 7) where the suv in front of me was having trouble so I was a bit worried. But I did fine, I think the driver (member of the fire dept.) was using too much power and relying to much on his having 4wd.
Work was hell. No drivers. On hearing we were going to get 15 to 20 we should have canceled. I spent 3 hours telling customers we couldn't guarantee delivery yet, let alone a specific time. Owner finally shut it down and I got to go out and dig myself out. Got stuck initially leaving the driveway, but a little kitty litter and some rocking got me out. I should say I was feeling miserable because of the snow, but I wasn't. Even w. the frozen fingers and all the adversity I face because of it, I love the snow. Shivering while clearing my car and worrying about what was going to happen, I was still fascinated by the big fluffy bergs breaking off my windshield and the patterns of the drifts. Drive "home" was hellish but manageable. Simple matter of planning and maintaining momentum for the trouble. Still took me 2 hours to cover what is normally 20 minutes. Harris Teeter was closed by the time I got there (4pm), but the owner let me use the bathroom, God bless him.
I chose to bed down where I was rather than try for the parking garage. After doing xwords and sudoku I used the privacy of the snow accumulated on the windshield to change into my longjohns and magical tent booties. It was supposed to have dropped to 18-22 last night but I did fine. Got myself about 11.8 hours of sleep (not accounting for the fact that I kept waking up).
I had a little difficulty this morning however. The plow had shoved snow in all around me (and I had already been spinning tires). I had to crawl out the window (must have been a sight to see) and work at freeing the car. Fortunately the snowplow driver saw my plight and was nice enough to clear the hardened snow directly in front of my car. From there it was just a matter of perseverance to get my car out and go to Yoga at Lululemon. Felt weak there too.
Since then have been goofing on the net at Cosi's. Work was canceled for the day. Lets me energize myself for the 48 hours scheduled for next week. I'll be leaving at work at 11ish on Sunday before having to catch a 7 am flight at BWI the next day. Bleh.
So now to maintain the illusion of fun. Going to try to catch Avatar at the Hoffman and then maybe some strippers at Crystal City Restaurant despite my scruffiness. Tomorrow, my first shower in three days. Laters Current Mood: scuzzy
|Wednesday, December 9th, 2009|
|So evidently thinking of sex makes me run faster
At least that's the conclusion I choose to come to when my time on my morning run yesterday popped down another thirty second from the previous run 6 days before. Yes, I know correlation doesn't equal causation. Quit pissing on my parade.
That great time came despite the fact that I tripped just as I was reaching for the stop button on my watch chronograph. Lost a few seconds as I lay on the ground reaching for it again. The rest of the day was downhill. I had a testing assigned to me that night at 6 pm and for 30 people. Thank goodness only 18 people showed. It was still a close thing. I got the last I9 finished just 90 seconds before the test was over. And that's just filling out essential info and filling in the rest later. Spent hours afterwards going over the I9s and scoring the tests. Knowing I wouldn't be able to handle any larger groups, I resolved to resign. My other weaknesses could perhaps be overcome, but once again my slowness gets in the way.
That's right, I'm slow. In PE in elementary I ran the 50 in almost twice the time of the next slowest kid. Essay questions have always tied my stomach up in knots. In 6th grade they held an "awards" ceremony and I got the slowness award. I think the typewriter is one of the greatest inventions ever, yet I am only now approaching 60 wpm. For the same amount of effort most people would be at 80-100. Don't even get me started on my progress w. juggling. Yet oddly enough my apraxia has never been diagnosed. I've always just been "slow", "clumsy", and "nonathletic". Should I ever have health insurance again I think I'd like to look into being seen by a neurologist. There's nothing they can do to "fix" me, but I'd like to at least have a diagnosis so I can throw an occasional pity party. Yes, of course you're all invited.
I was right to resign, but I'm a bit nervous about the finances right now. I could really have used the extra money. When I got the first paycheck last week I was inwardly ecstatic. I should have been more cautious. When I checked my balance this morning I got a huge shock. Hurried to the bank manager and got a printout of withdrawals. It was all legit. Mostly niggling small purchases. I must absolutely put together a budget in the next couple days. Got another pay check last night an another loan from dad, so I'm ok at the time. But I've got two major debts I want to take care of soon as well as the usual expenses.
Despite my concerns, I did get a couple belated birthday presents for my niece. Gotta have one's priorities straight. I got her the latest Artemis Fowl book and the first of the Anita Blake books. I thought for a moment of getting her a copy of Whip It
. I might still get it for her for Xmas. One relative down, dozens to go. Most will have to settle for cards.
Ok, I won my game on KGS, things are closing soon and my battery is almost dead. I'll check in again in the morning. Ciao.
|Monday, December 7th, 2009|
|Another day, another bout of futility.
I am writing this at 11:14 am at Caribou Coffee. I'm not sure when I'm going to have a chance to upload it as for some reason my system can't open the CC wifi. Plenty of signal strength and the woman at the table next to mine is having no problems. But for some reason I can't connect. Windows is telling me it's not getting a response and directing me to its boilerplate re poor signal strength. Now of course I have to devote some of my cognition to fighting off that whining inner brat and his “Why does this sort of thing only happen to meee!”
It doesn't of course, but I answer;”because you're a loser who's made such a mess of your life that you need to bum wifi at the local coffee shop.” Then I beat him and shove him under the stairs. Probably for the best that I will never have children.
Had our first snowfall on Saturday. I would have liked to go out and play in it, but I had to work. Bad weather like this always is a mixed blessing for a business like Take Out Taxi. Lots of people don't want to go out in it and call us. But thanks to the extra business and the awful traffic, our delivery times suffer. As a result our customer satisfaction per order plummets. It might not be so bad if we let every customer know in advance about the delay. I certainly try to. But I don't think the other QAs bother at all. And the one I know doesn't got assigned all the incoming orders from other web portals. Those are the ones where the system won't tell them automatically. Thus, we start getting lots and lots of calls complaining the order is late. The other thing with this present system is that the delay tends to roll everything back. Like how traffic is often backed up on a section of road even after the problem causing it is gone. So the streets clear up and we're stuck trying to explain to some priveledged asshole customer why the weather has delayed their order.
In addition to our first snowfall here we also had our first sub-freezing temperatures the last two nights. Saturday night was a bear. There was activity in my usual secluded spots so I didn't even have an opportunity to change into my nightclothes. I wimped out and started the car at least once during the night. My feet hurt so bad I was worried about frostbite (false alarm of course). One doesn't usually realize how poorly insulated a car is until you have to sleep in it in cold weather.
Sunday after yoga I dropped by Easter Mountain Sports. Turns out it was customer appreciation day. Owners wife made some baked goods (fruit bread was to die for) and they supplied coffee. More importantly, they had a sale of 25% off everything in the store. Got myself a pair of shorts (for the climbing gym) and tent booties. They so rock. Sat. was 28 f, Sunday was 26 or less in my area. But w. long johns and the booties and my new jacket ($25 at Walmart) I got by. Was still painfully chilled by morning, but didn't need any car starting cheats and my feet were fine.
Terribly sore right now. Took some time off for a complimentary kickboxing intro from LA Boxing at Lululemon Saturday morning. My abs and hip flexors are still majorly sore. Sign that there are some key exercises I need to work into my own routine.
Got another horrible distraction on Sunday yoga. I don't ogle, but even w. my glasses off it's impossible not to notice the shapeliness of one's neighbor in certain poses. That she smiled at me earlier didn't help w. stifling the fantasy life that fermented from that.
Decided to go to my science book club last night after a long hiatus. They were discussing The Panda's Thumb and I'm a big Gould fan. So of course I have a moment and manage to forget I needed to take the Dulles Toll Road rather than 66. Get that straightened out and then take a wrong turn onto Elden. In the end I'm 44 minutes late. Bleh. So I'm there for the last 40 minutes of conversation. Very bad impression to make.
I was intending to go to evening yoga at Lululemon afterwards, but it was too late after that and so I hung around made use of the wifi at Cosi. That worked fine.
So I'm supposed to be out recruiting right now, but I've still got to shower and I really should hunt down a Staples/Office Depot and some internet real quick first. Then I work at Take Out Taxi until close (past 11). I'm not getting a full night's sleep until Xmas.
Tomorrow at 6 pm I administer the test to 30ish people. In addition to having to do loads of prep on my own time, I'm concerned that I won't be able to finish the I9s and checking the applications in the 30 minutes alloted. We'll see. At least I'll have my primary job to fall back on. I'm wondering if at some point it might be worth seeing a neurologist to get my coordination problem properly diagnosed. Not that there's anything that can be done about it, but at least I'll be able to use the ADA if necessary.
Ok, off to dig my hole a little deeper. Hope all you are ok. Maybe sometime I'll have the time to check. Current Mood: blah
|Monday, November 30th, 2009|
|What would Freud say?
Actually, I can imagine and don't want to hear it.
One of the difficulties of not having my own place is the lack of privacy. There are a dozen different little activities where I'd just like to have a little space to myself. My workouts have recently accentuated this fact. You see, one of the benefits of exercise is it helps maintain the sex drive. Well, that's all very good and well if you have a partner or at least a few quiet moments alone w. the computer to "take matters in hand". However, if you happen not to have that privacy and don't want to risk scaring the horses, it can lead to some discomfort.
Last night I went to take advantage of Lululemon's complimentary yoga class (instructor didn't show). One lovely young woman who works there actually remembered my face and gave me a special smile and greeting. Now, of course I know she was just being friendly w. a regular, but a couple members of my inner rat pack never get it. I behave myself while I am there, but already the silly fantasies are forming. By the time I get to the store last night for dinner, I had to wait in the car for a moment to compose myself. I think my eating a whole package of Chips Ahoy cookies may have been an attempt to sublimate my desires (now's the chance to crack wise about how I must do a whole lotta sublimatin'). For the rest of the night most of my conscious thoughts were filled w. unrealistic fantasies of her and I (and often other persons). This is pressure I don't need.
I hope you all had a good Thanksgiving. I did. Heard from a friend from my BNDC days at the last minute (day before) and got an invite. In addition to dinner and the usual chat my living situation came up and it came out that she and her roommate were looking for a third to fill a room. I mentioned I could only afford about $400 a month and she was open to that. I got an application to fill and will be filling it out and turning it in in about a week (want to clear out some debts first).
The odd thing is that some little part of me doesn't want to do it. One of my inner brats is looking at this situation as affirmation or a some kind of rite of passage or something equally ridiculous. Filling my ear w. stories about how I'm going to get organized and show people the right way to live out of one's car. So a quick beating and under the stairs he goes.
The rest of the day was the usual Thanksgiving. Heaps of food, football, sleeping on the couch. Actually got a decent amount of sleep that night. It was a welcome relief even if the lack of work wasn't.
Administered another test on Saturday. 11 people tested. I did much better this time. Much better organized. I am concerned, however, about my slow handwriting. As the applicants take the test I am supposed to be filling out their I9s. Well, with my slow writing that's a bit problematic. How slow could my handwriting be? I would estimate about 1/3 to 1/4 that of the norm. Essay questions are my worst nightmare. Most of the stuff doesn't need to be done right there. So when we get to the stage that we are mailing the results in, I should be able to do some of the work afterwards. I can also prep some of the forms ahead of time. But this leads to another problem. My free time (including sleep) is already at a premium. I don't have much to spare. Plus, I object in principle in giving free labor to the Census Bureau (even if it's to compensate for my own weaknesses).
I started McAfee at about 4pm and here it is 6:45 and it's only 62% complete. I've only got another 75 minutes here at the library. Full scan or not, this seems to be excessive. Oh well. When I get the dc-ac auto converter I can take all the time I need. Should probably also run a defrag.
Off to play some go before I have to go. Ciao y'all. Current Mood: discontent
|Writer's Block: Cyber Monday Shopping WTF?
Cyber Monday is the new Black Friday. What gadgets and gizmos are you shopping online for today?
You gotta be kidding me. Like we didn't have enough artificial sale days inserted into the year to tempt us into not making informed, rational purchases, but instead to GET IT NOW!!! just because it's on sale.
Well, too bad marketers. I've got $3 in my wallet and nothing I can withdraw until midnight. Current Mood: apathetic
|Thursday, November 26th, 2009|
|Thanks to Everyone
For me this day is not about pilgrims, football, or even eating until you burst (though that is the fun part). It is about thankfulness for what one has, no matter the negatives one has. I am grateful for the roof over my head, the food in my belly, the food to come, beauty, and all the joy to come. But most of all I am grateful for the family and friends that have stuck by me through all that has happened and helped me out.
Thank you to everyone. I hope your Thanksgiving was all you hoped it would be and that you took time to appreciate all that you have and those that helped to make it happen. Current Mood: grateful
|Tuesday, November 24th, 2009|
|I'm a baaad boy
I should be out at the shopping centers handing out brochures recruiting for the 2010 Census and earning myself some money. Instead I'm here at the library doing this and watching some youtube vids. Just tired and demoralized.
I started work w. the U.S. Census as a recruiter last week. From the first phone call I was up front about my other job, yet I have been constantly getting heat for the conflict w. my permanent job. I have repeated time and time again that I have to get notice on working weekends and they just don't listen. If they did they would either be more accommodating or they would have fired me. Instead they keep repeating that I need to make up lost hours and make my 40 hours (but not a minute over). It's not going to happen, so this may come to an end soon.
Also, I dropped the ball this Monday. Big time. As a recruiter it's also my duty to administer the hiring test. I have to come in early w. all the materials ready and prepare the test site. I also need to have all the proper materials. I left key items in the car and wasn't entirely prepared. Supervisor ripped me a new one and I had it coming to me. I could whine about my lack of sleep, and the difficulty of getting organized when your car is packed w. your worldly possessions, but that's no excuse. I accepted the assignment and it's my job to be prepared to do it.
Tomorrow we go in for an all-hands meeting. Afterwards I'm administering the test at the Kingstown Branch library. Whether I have a job afterwards is in question. On the bright side of losing it, I would at least be able to get a bit more sleep and have more room in the car.
I've been on food stamps (via an EBT card) for some time now. I haven't been properly utilizing it. The problem is one can only use it for take home food. It gets a bit tricky when one doesn't have a home to bring it too. In the interest of saving money from take out I've let up on my 300 kilocalories per dollar rule for the time being. It's been tasty but monotonous. Did you know you can get sushi w. foodstamps. Just the stuff they have packaged, but still...
On the bright side, Takeout Taxi has been rather accommodating and they seem to like my work so I should have plenty of hours with them should the Census Bureau drop me.
I should probably have dropped it to get more sleep, but I have been stubbornly keeping up w. the exercise. The schedule hasn't been so good for going in to Sportrock, but the rec center has a decent gym and since I'm going in to shower and change anyway I might as well.
One of the odd things about living in my car is that it doesn't feel that odd. It's a major pain and embarrassment and I can't wait to dig myself out of this whole, but it doesn't feel like the end of the world or that terribly strange. Says something about the adaptability of the human mind I suppose.
Ok, a little more goofing off and then I need to do some research for tomorrow and then try to make enough room to give a guy a ride to the shelter. Current Mood: exhausted
|Writer's Block: Black Friday Steals & Deals
Black Friday is known for its deals and steals. What items are you hoping to find in the stores this Friday?
I'll likely be looking for recruits for the 2010 Census. Need some temp work this spring? 1 866-861-2010.
Really, I'm not a big shopper. Never have been. And I'm sceptical of the notion that the best time to look for deals is in the midst of a shopping maelstrom like this. Current Mood: sleepy
|Wednesday, September 30th, 2009|
|Only thing positive to report recently
I helped out at the 7th annual Carderock Adopt-a-Crag organized by Mid-Atlantic Climbers, the Access Fund, and the National Park Service. In addition to pouring mulch as usual, the work on the retaining wall by the river started last year was finished. I spent most of the time hauling timbers. Going down wasn’t too bad as even the pressure treated timbers weren’t too heavy with their weight spread 4 ways (we had timber carriers which also helped). What really killed was hauling up the old creosote filled timbers. Those were some heavy sumbitches.
Interestingly, what hurt the most was not my arms or my grip (though both those got a good workout) but my core muscles, specifically around the hips and pelvis. So there is some concern for how this will affect my running.
Afterwards we were fed hot dogs and hamburgers and snacks and swag was handed out. I have a coupon for 15% off a purchase from REI and a free day pass to Earthtreks Rockville. I also won a t-shirt in the raffle (I was the last to enter and they didn’t shake it enough).
All in all a fun day. That’s the thing about volunteering. It’s hard to make time, but it’s always worth it.
|Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009|
|Tuesday, July 21st, 2009|
Respond to this post by yelling "Words!" (or whatever) and I will give you five words that make me think of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.
My five words from cinema_babe ( behind the cut.Collapse ) Current Mood: sore
|Writer's Block: Investigations of a Female Nature
Gotta be Emma Peel played by Diana Rigg. I was just a wee lad when I started watching The Avengers on a regular basis. The evening I saw Emma in her leather outfit infiltrating the Hellfire Club my fate as a perv was sealed. Current Mood: nostalgic
|Saturday, June 20th, 2009|
|I saw the happiest bird in the world today
A sparrow. He had found a little puddle in the parking lot and was so taken with his bath that he didn't even move as I drove by. I can relate. These are the months I would like to spend immersed in a cool pond from which I would emerge only on cool nights and rainy periods. At least it's a little breezy now. But way too humid. The cookies I baked are chewier than they should be.
They were a bit of a hassle to begin with. Tried the Cook's Illustrated suggestion of browning the butter first. Added a sort of caramel flavor to the batter that didn't seem to transfer much to the cookies. What it did do is make the whole think more slippery. Had chips popping out all over. Add in the fact that I added coconut flakes and it was horribly awkward. Still yummy, but not really more so than usual.
Got my computer responding somewhat now and even got on for a little bit. But it crashes in less than thirty minutes and I still haven't been able to get my photos off so I can reload xp (won't recognized the usb drive).
Had seen a lot of ads for drivers saying will train. Seemed a bit suspicious to me that there was such an abundance but I called up and set up an interview anyway. There was something to my suspicions. It's for truck driving school. Under other circumstances I might be tempted, but they want about $500 up front in addition to the 5k financing and it would be for long distance trucking. Couldn't keep the cats and managing other interests or moonlighting would be out the window as would night classes. Most importantly, since classes don't start until August it wouldn't help me now or then with rent. So a little more hope crushed underfoot. Hmmm, smells minty.
Got a new tube at the local bike shop. Seems a very cool place. Got some used tires for $5 and a free bike map. Look forward to being a little more mobile free from the car soon.
And again the time dwindles. Ta for now. Current Mood: accomplished
|Tuesday, June 16th, 2009|
|I'm concerned about my haemoglobin
When I went to give blood today I tested at 12.7. This was just on the line according to the technician. Online they list that as anemic for a male. I usually test at 15 or higher. A brief online search didn't reveal any information what may cause the level to temporarily fluctuate other than poor iron intake. While my milk intake was slightly lower than normal this weekend and I didn't eat any meat, that still doesn't seem like enough by itself to account for things. Hopefully it was overexerting myself with the hiking and running this weekend that did it.
Saturday is my rest day. But the rest of the world doesn't seem to acknowledge that or be willing to accomodate me. So a hike got posted for White Rocks
that day and I signed up. A healthy hike, but not too bad. For some reason I couldn't hold myself back and found myself rushing ahead of the group and pushing myself to make the best time possible, even jogging when it was flat enough. This was bad enough, but then I took a wrong turn at one of the crossroads and was 18 minutes down a fire road before I got it through my thick head I needed to back track. I spent a fair part of the hike back to the cars in a run. Surprisingly didn't feel too bad after this and even the 5.6 mile hike to the library that day wasn't too bad, though I felt pretty drained. But by the time I did that hike again on Sunday I was starting to flag. It finally was showing on that night's run where I made terrible time.
Interestingly, I did pilates and some climbing last night and didn't feel too drained and performed adequately. Even improved my time in doing laps on one of the easy routes. Felt drained this morning though.
Time's nearly up. More tomorrow after my job interview. Current Mood: annoyed
|Wednesday, June 10th, 2009|
|Raining too soon
I was more tired than I thought today. Got a fair amount of sleep, but when I got home from picking up the car (grand total, just under $900) and the vetsulin (with a stop by the climbing gym) for Shorty I just had to lay down for a bit and couldn't get up again until I had a short nap. It must be the stress. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
As I'm about 3 minutes from being kicked out again I feel a need to explain the maroon 5 listed as music in the last post. I was not actually listening to it. It was just an ear worm I had inexplicably stuck in my head. I don't even like Maroon 5.
I find it interesting that Kenny Chesney's "We Went Out Last Night" was playing on the radio both when I left earlier and when I came back just now.
Damn, I need to improve my typing speed, ciao. Current Mood: rushed