I haven't run in over a week. Inclement weather, business, lack of desire on some days, travel, etc have conspired against me. I don't like to run when it's dark out and I don't want to get up earlier to run in the mornings, so I'm stuck running when I get home from work, and if I do something after work, I'm back too late to run because it's dark. Maybe I should get over that and run in the dark. When I don't run, things start to hurt and I get fat. I'm more concerned about the former.
I grow old, I grow old. I shall wear my trousers rolled.
I got into work at 7:30 today because I woke up early and had nothing better to do and could then leave early, so it's a net win. I figured on going home at 4, but then realized I had a quick meeting at 4. They're getting extra work out of me! Drat! To counteract this, I may wander off for maybe twenty minutes, like, right now. Get a cookie or something.
Tonight: some party for the release of some documentary. I think I'm supposed to dress up like a hipster or something for this. Not sure when I'll show up. I keep failing to ever go to any of this girl's things. We go way back: she used to live across the hall from me in college and then she worked across the street from where I work in a chocolate shop (she was in the chocolate shop, not me).
I need a real job. I'd say more, but this isn't The Hole.
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