Squatting was tough on the back last night.
Still reading Silmarillion. No "Oh fuck, not another elf" moments lately, there's a lot of narrative going on. Some confusion about the long lists of characters, but it's not too bad. Have to reference the back of the book or wikipedia occasionally.
Going to see Othello tonight. Unsure what their take on it will be. My hope: fairly straightforward. There's a place for adventurous theatre, but I'm not in the mood for it, at least not after that Pan reading. Frig, I was going to get the address so I could look up and print off directions while at work. It's in some awkward place.
I was bored while waiting for the Futurama DVD to load, so I measured my calf. 17". My wife's neck was like 12.5". Mine was about 18". We then watched an episode of Futurama Season 2. Tape measure! Wooo.
There was an internal showcase of tech stuff and things, I was a volunteer for part of it. The t-shirts they gave to the volunteers were actually decent, in that they had a logo that looked decent and you couldn't really tell it was uber-corporate or something. You can wear it and not be like, "THIS IS MY EMPLOYER." And the color is okay (not blue!). I wore it to the gym and got it uber-sweaty.
Not sure if there's gaming tomorrow. If not, that would work well, I would train tomorrow and then we have some errands we could run on Saturday when I would usually be training.
Teh Wife has indicated she has an interest in getting stronger, trying to think of how that would work. The best answer is barbell training, of course, but where? My gym is too dirty for her, she probably wouldn't like it, but the problem with any other gym is that I would not be there for feedback or support (not that coaching one's spouse is a very good idea). I wouldn't change gyms because this gym is cheap and awesome. Well, whatever.
I think that's about enough.
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