What day is it?
Fuckberries.
My week goes by so fast and so slow at the same time. I don't get it. Tuesdays and Thursdays are neee-uts! Tuesday night, at about 12:15am (yes, I know, technically that makes it Wednesday morning, but remember who's telling the story here - thank you), and I was thinking about what it was I would have to do over the coming day. Immediately, I thought of a paper due Thursday, and a shot of adrenaline ripped through my body. "Oh fuck, that's tomorrow!! and it's barely started!!" And then I asked myself, wait, "What the fuck happened to Wednesday?" Which made me realize that Wednesday hadn't happened yet, I'd just been going so long - since 6:20am, I simply thought Wednesday had come and gone - when in fact, it had barely begun. It happens every Tuesday and Thursday, occasionally Fridays now too. And it sucks.
Went to the rec center on Friday, twas the first time since mid-November. I need to get back into "shape" for intramurals - where I get to run around for about 30 minutes playing basketball. I haven't done any running, outside of catching the bus two Sundays ago, since ... mid-November, so I knew it was going to be rough. The indoor track at the rec is 1/10th of a mile. I did a little stretching and started running. The first two were a cinch, the third was a little harder, and the fifth a little more. Generally when I run I will walk after half of my seventh lap. Unfortunately, this time, I started after my fifth. I walked two, ran two, walked two more, ran two more. Then, walking two more, I was so winded I had to stop. How shitty is that? I barely did a mile and a half, and had to stop from lack of oxygen. Weak. So weak. Omgosh! I did a little stretching, changed and walked the mile-plus back home. That's great for the self-esteem. Of course, today, my legs hurt, my upper back hurts, and fuck, even my nose hurts!! What the hell?!
Last night was fun though. Hannah, Sharon and Jay came over to my place and we hung out. First, Sharon and I made brownies while Jay and Hannah conversed in the "family" room. Then, we made MilkShakes and consumed them. Followed that up with Grilled Cheese samiches. Yum! Watched Life as a House, ate brownies. Hung out and talked. Watched some of the Best of Triumph the Insult Comic Dog. And all of a sudden it was half past two in the morning, and Hannah was half asleep. We started at about six forty-five. I think everyone had a blast, we learned about each other, laughed, came close to crying, and filled our bellies. I can't wait to do it again!
Today, I hung out with Sarah all day. Woke up, took a shower, and then she picked me up. We were going to make challah. About nine hours later, it was done. But I did get to make an omelette, learned how ass-dirty her tap water is, had delicious chicken, okay potatoes with a little Dr Pepper, and made a Target run. Rented Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle, and came back to my apartment where we finished cooking the challah. Laughed our asses off, and enjoyed some delicious MilkShakes. Yum! Best of all, I got to keep the loaf! Muahahahaha!
Tomorrow is the Super Bowl. A day where friends and families come together and sit in front of the television to watch advertisements. Unfortunately, these advertisements are interrupted by an ongoing drama about a bunch of big men wearing pads and helmets trying to score on each other. What-ever. The ads are usually semi-entertaining at least. Last year, Matt and I hit up Arby's afterward. And the year before, we had chinese food. This year, who knows!?!
With that, I wish your Super Bowl Day to be entertaining and that the interruptions are few in number, and short in length. G'day!
My week goes by so fast and so slow at the same time. I don't get it. Tuesdays and Thursdays are neee-uts! Tuesday night, at about 12:15am (yes, I know, technically that makes it Wednesday morning, but remember who's telling the story here - thank you), and I was thinking about what it was I would have to do over the coming day. Immediately, I thought of a paper due Thursday, and a shot of adrenaline ripped through my body. "Oh fuck, that's tomorrow!! and it's barely started!!" And then I asked myself, wait, "What the fuck happened to Wednesday?" Which made me realize that Wednesday hadn't happened yet, I'd just been going so long - since 6:20am, I simply thought Wednesday had come and gone - when in fact, it had barely begun. It happens every Tuesday and Thursday, occasionally Fridays now too. And it sucks.
Went to the rec center on Friday, twas the first time since mid-November. I need to get back into "shape" for intramurals - where I get to run around for about 30 minutes playing basketball. I haven't done any running, outside of catching the bus two Sundays ago, since ... mid-November, so I knew it was going to be rough. The indoor track at the rec is 1/10th of a mile. I did a little stretching and started running. The first two were a cinch, the third was a little harder, and the fifth a little more. Generally when I run I will walk after half of my seventh lap. Unfortunately, this time, I started after my fifth. I walked two, ran two, walked two more, ran two more. Then, walking two more, I was so winded I had to stop. How shitty is that? I barely did a mile and a half, and had to stop from lack of oxygen. Weak. So weak. Omgosh! I did a little stretching, changed and walked the mile-plus back home. That's great for the self-esteem. Of course, today, my legs hurt, my upper back hurts, and fuck, even my nose hurts!! What the hell?!
Last night was fun though. Hannah, Sharon and Jay came over to my place and we hung out. First, Sharon and I made brownies while Jay and Hannah conversed in the "family" room. Then, we made MilkShakes and consumed them. Followed that up with Grilled Cheese samiches. Yum! Watched Life as a House, ate brownies. Hung out and talked. Watched some of the Best of Triumph the Insult Comic Dog. And all of a sudden it was half past two in the morning, and Hannah was half asleep. We started at about six forty-five. I think everyone had a blast, we learned about each other, laughed, came close to crying, and filled our bellies. I can't wait to do it again!
Today, I hung out with Sarah all day. Woke up, took a shower, and then she picked me up. We were going to make challah. About nine hours later, it was done. But I did get to make an omelette, learned how ass-dirty her tap water is, had delicious chicken, okay potatoes with a little Dr Pepper, and made a Target run. Rented Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle, and came back to my apartment where we finished cooking the challah. Laughed our asses off, and enjoyed some delicious MilkShakes. Yum! Best of all, I got to keep the loaf! Muahahahaha!
Tomorrow is the Super Bowl. A day where friends and families come together and sit in front of the television to watch advertisements. Unfortunately, these advertisements are interrupted by an ongoing drama about a bunch of big men wearing pads and helmets trying to score on each other. What-ever. The ads are usually semi-entertaining at least. Last year, Matt and I hit up Arby's afterward. And the year before, we had chinese food. This year, who knows!?!
With that, I wish your Super Bowl Day to be entertaining and that the interruptions are few in number, and short in length. G'day!
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