random blather
Aug. 18th, 2005 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideThis week has been so bizarre.
On the one hand, I can't believe it's freaking Thursday afternoon at 3pm. Last weekend was just two seconds ago. On the other hand, each day has crawled along at a snail's pace.
The past several months have been insanely packed at work. And I think I'm having a hard time adjusting to having only a few projects. Not complaining. I just got an email from my boss, there are many things on the horizon, including an RNAi project I'm excited about.
But right now, I'm working on a marketing piece that is a struggle, and the other web project I need to deal with is unappealing. I'm going to have to deal with it at some point. But I keep putting it off. Ugh.
I asked for and got Monday off. Woo! I'm going to sleep in, run small errands, and hang out with Hobbsie. This is going to be such a packed weekend, I'll need the rest. In other exciting news, Sarah's wonderful mom and sister will be here this weekend to move her sister into school. I absolutely love them and can't wait to see them for dinner Friday night. They are among the nicest people to walk the earth.
I feel so oddly lethargic. I shouldn't be surprised, 3pm always hits me funny at work.
Yesterday's workout went very well. I was about ten minutes late (stupid bridge traffic) and Alexis made up for lost time. She had me do these horrific bicep curls (arms out, shoulder level, and then you curl in towards your ears). Clearly this is a muscle group we haven't worked on before, because it hurt like a motherfucker. I couldn't even do it at 10 lbs. OUCH. And it hurt so much, I couldn't do the last set of my chest presses. I think it's cool how she can tell when I'm being a whiny baby (and thus ignores me) and when I just can't do something. I think it has to do with the surprised look on my face. Cause, god those HURT. She said she'd be happy to come by my place for a double-set week and give me an at-home training, so I can start doing more lifting. I think with a few sets of free weights at home (5, 7, 10), I'll be able to get a lot more lifting in during the week and it should make this whole process even better.
In a surprising bit of good luck, I called Habitude and Sonia was available tonight for a leg wax. I prefer to have the pain inflicted by her. She's a really nice person, and maybe it's a touch of Stockholm Syndrome, but it makes the pain bearable. Though she will lecture me on not exfoliating often enough.
Airline prices are down. I was trying to buy my ticket for L.A. a few weeks ago and it was an absurd $300. This is with plenty of advance-notice. Grrr. So I wasn't sure, but my mom called again last night and was asking when my trip down would be. So I looked today and nabbed a flight in early September for $200. God I hate airlines. It is the only weekend I have free, so it works out. Labor Day will be filled with KC's visiting aunties and fried chicken. The weekend of September 23, Sarah and I plan on watching a lot of movies (including the new Jodie Foster and Tim Burton's Corpse Bride). The last weekend in September is Sarah's birthday (I love it when she ages) and the release of Serenity (whee!).
I've also reserved a ticket to fly to Oakland the last weekend in October ($163, down from like $245). It'll be my big brother's birthday and I really want a nephew-centered visit, since the last one was all about Amy, The Bride to Be. I can't wait to see the kids again. They're getting so BIG. And they are really amazing. And so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute.
After work, I need to stop by and pick up the Serenity comics. I'm tired of not having them. I'm going to make a pit stop at the grocery store. My bread went moldy again. As Sarah said earlier, I wish they sold half-loaves. Meh. Then, off to get my legs waxed. I need a haircut, but that's going to have to wait until after this weekend. And then home. Dinner. BSG.
God. 2 hours. 15 minutes. I promise not to update every 20 minutes like yesterday, but gah. I think I'm just ready to get this week over with.
On the one hand, I can't believe it's freaking Thursday afternoon at 3pm. Last weekend was just two seconds ago. On the other hand, each day has crawled along at a snail's pace.
The past several months have been insanely packed at work. And I think I'm having a hard time adjusting to having only a few projects. Not complaining. I just got an email from my boss, there are many things on the horizon, including an RNAi project I'm excited about.
But right now, I'm working on a marketing piece that is a struggle, and the other web project I need to deal with is unappealing. I'm going to have to deal with it at some point. But I keep putting it off. Ugh.
I asked for and got Monday off. Woo! I'm going to sleep in, run small errands, and hang out with Hobbsie. This is going to be such a packed weekend, I'll need the rest. In other exciting news, Sarah's wonderful mom and sister will be here this weekend to move her sister into school. I absolutely love them and can't wait to see them for dinner Friday night. They are among the nicest people to walk the earth.
I feel so oddly lethargic. I shouldn't be surprised, 3pm always hits me funny at work.
Yesterday's workout went very well. I was about ten minutes late (stupid bridge traffic) and Alexis made up for lost time. She had me do these horrific bicep curls (arms out, shoulder level, and then you curl in towards your ears). Clearly this is a muscle group we haven't worked on before, because it hurt like a motherfucker. I couldn't even do it at 10 lbs. OUCH. And it hurt so much, I couldn't do the last set of my chest presses. I think it's cool how she can tell when I'm being a whiny baby (and thus ignores me) and when I just can't do something. I think it has to do with the surprised look on my face. Cause, god those HURT. She said she'd be happy to come by my place for a double-set week and give me an at-home training, so I can start doing more lifting. I think with a few sets of free weights at home (5, 7, 10), I'll be able to get a lot more lifting in during the week and it should make this whole process even better.
In a surprising bit of good luck, I called Habitude and Sonia was available tonight for a leg wax. I prefer to have the pain inflicted by her. She's a really nice person, and maybe it's a touch of Stockholm Syndrome, but it makes the pain bearable. Though she will lecture me on not exfoliating often enough.
Airline prices are down. I was trying to buy my ticket for L.A. a few weeks ago and it was an absurd $300. This is with plenty of advance-notice. Grrr. So I wasn't sure, but my mom called again last night and was asking when my trip down would be. So I looked today and nabbed a flight in early September for $200. God I hate airlines. It is the only weekend I have free, so it works out. Labor Day will be filled with KC's visiting aunties and fried chicken. The weekend of September 23, Sarah and I plan on watching a lot of movies (including the new Jodie Foster and Tim Burton's Corpse Bride). The last weekend in September is Sarah's birthday (I love it when she ages) and the release of Serenity (whee!).
I've also reserved a ticket to fly to Oakland the last weekend in October ($163, down from like $245). It'll be my big brother's birthday and I really want a nephew-centered visit, since the last one was all about Amy, The Bride to Be. I can't wait to see the kids again. They're getting so BIG. And they are really amazing. And so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute.
After work, I need to stop by and pick up the Serenity comics. I'm tired of not having them. I'm going to make a pit stop at the grocery store. My bread went moldy again. As Sarah said earlier, I wish they sold half-loaves. Meh. Then, off to get my legs waxed. I need a haircut, but that's going to have to wait until after this weekend. And then home. Dinner. BSG.
God. 2 hours. 15 minutes. I promise not to update every 20 minutes like yesterday, but gah. I think I'm just ready to get this week over with.
