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Not my day.
So I discovered this morning (around 03:00, as I got up to tinkle) that I evidently pulled a muscle in my inner thigh. Ow. I didn’t make it out for my walk this morning, either. I didn’t think it was that bad until I got to work and sat still for a couple of hours before trying to walk around. Ow. Even laughing hurts. It was suggested that I therefore have a “full body laugh”. Meh. The discomfort became distracting, so I started hunting around for pain medication. No one had any Tylenol, so I optimistically took an Aleve. Yeah… me and NSAIDs still don’t get along. I feel like…
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Just a bad conversation all around
So N. (Mr. “He’s fond of you”) and I were discussing how almost all the guys at work have children… which is a little weird, since these are all computer/telco geeks. Here’s the end of the conversation: N: Yeah, K had, like, five children. Me: Five spawn? Good grief. N: Yeah, only two professors have bigger families than that–[names the Two Famous Families] Me (growing increasingly horrified): Wait, but aren’t you guys all supposed to be computer geeks?! Shouldn’t you all be surfing the Internet instead of– N: Yes, but… what else are we supposed to do when the Internet goes out? Me: *dead* Ew. Ew ew ew. And in…
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Resurfacing
It seems it’s been a minute since I updated… I got back to Terre Haute this past Friday and got all situated in the apartment while hanging out with WO. And by “situated” I mean that I cleaned, recleaned, and cleaned one mo’ ‘gain. I could kill Luke and Dr. 7 both for the state of that bathroom… Ick. Anyway, work started on Monday. It is fun. It is hard to stay focused. I feel like I know entirely too much about podcasting at this point (a few of the links I’ve found are here, but I just starting adding links there this afternoon), but I’m awaiting responses from some…
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It’s all about the soundtrack.
This weekend has been all about the music for me. Thursday night I made two CDs, one for putting a passenger to sleep (don’t ask, but the CD was full of my favorite Seal songs), and one for when I wanted to scream my heart out tunelessly–Conjure One, Enigma, Dido, and a little Sneaker Pimps. My poor passenger Friday morning listened to me croon along with Seal for an hour. Turns out I screamed with Linkin Park on the way home. I hit you and you hit me back We fall to the floor / the rest of the day stands still Fine line between this and that When things…
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Protected: Forever’s going nowhere tonight…
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