Author: splicer

Donat­ed blood today. Fun­ny thing is, now I’m real­ly tired. I guess that’s not unex­pect­ed. What’s unex­pect­ed is that it was a longer day than I thought it would be.

I start­ed the day with the appoint­ment I had to look at a clien­t’s net­work­ing and rein­stall some soft­ware at 9am, and I was actu­al­ly there on time, which i just have to say to remind myself that yes, I am capa­ble of being on time when I make the … Read the rest

My legs hurt. What did I put on the leg sled last night? I think it was 360 pounds, plus what­ev­er the sled weighs to begin with. A cou­ple years ago I used to put 450 on just to warm up before the rest of my work­out. OK, 450 was­n’t easy, but it’s a lot of weight and I could do three sets of twelve so it would get me psy­ched up for the rest of the work­out. Psy­cho­log­i­cal more … Read the rest

It remind­ed me why I used to go there so much. It was a load of fun.

First I got on the tread­mill and did some­thing real­ly zany: I turned the incline up to 15% and adjust­ed my speed to keep my heartrate from exceed­ing 160 (not always suc­cess­ful­ly). I got 1.6 miles in 25 min­utes, which is super slow, but I was soaked in sweat and if I keep doing that my butt will look great after … Read the rest

It all seems to be going well. He was total­ly unfazed by the fact that I don’t have a TV, and I was able to do a lot of clean­ing and declut­ter­ing today. I could almost have com­pa­ny over! Well, almost. There are still large pock­ets of mess here and there, but for the moment I’ll live with it. What i real­ly need to do is replace my dead mon­i­tor so that I can watch TV on some­thing i can … Read the rest

The cable chick (or guy… how should I know?) is com­ing by this after­noon, and I just real­ized what a fuck­ing hell­hole I live in. Now I don’t par­tic­u­lar­ly care what the cable chick thinks, but it would be nice if this place were semi­presentable for human habi­ta­tion. To that end, I’m doing some clean­ing and declut­ter­ing. It’ll still be a big mess, but I’m hop­ing I can get this up to just a mess instead of a mess so … Read the rest

Time spent dread­ing going down and drag­ging the recy­cling out to the curb: 5 hours

Time spent drag­ging the recy­cling out to the curb: less than 3 minutes.

No judg­ment. I’m just sayin.… Read the rest

I was sup­posed to go to the ball game tonight.

Instead I was late and the peo­ple who had my tick­et went inside. I tried call­ing on the cell phone a few times, but did­n’t get through. I walked over to Mar­ket Street and thought about going to see a movie at Metre­on, but I just was­n’t inspired to see any of the stuff in the the­aters today. Ter­mi­na­tor? ehh­hh. Even Find­ing Nemo, which is sup­posed to be real good, … Read the rest

Hen­ry just made me laugh so hard I spit cof­fee all over my com­put­er and the wall.… Read the rest

Well, first, it was a mis­take to go to the gro­cery store after the gym last night. I need­ed what I bought, but it’s hard enough car­ry­ing a 28lb buck­et of kit­ty lit­ter home when I’m not exhaust­ed. When I’ve just pushed my phys­i­cal lim­its to their break­ing point, I’m not ready for the kit­ty litter.

Any­how, I like hav­ing raisins in my oat­meal in the morn­ing, so I made it a point to pick up raisins. Per­fect­ly log­i­cal … Read the rest