Well, on the work nights we do... Tomorrow we run shortly after the sun comes up... Looking forward to a frigid three and a half miles in Lake Oswego. Yea...
Does anyone ever have the sudden urge to dance? I do, all the time... One of these days I fear I won't be able to control it and I will be in public when it happens. When it overcomes me at home I just let it happen, but in stores and what not I resist. Fair warning; should you ever see a story on Fox12 News about a woman dancing randomly in a store or while walking down the street it may be me. The reason it would be on Fox12 is because they are the only news people I would allow to air my story, because I like them. I can only hope that when it happens there is actual music playing... If it's just set off by the music in my head then I'm screwed.
It's official, Collin and I are truly insane. We have registered for our first half marathon. Yep, our fat asses plan to run-walk-run 13.1 miles in May. It's going to ROCK!! Quite literally. We are registered to do the Rock 'n' Roll Portland Half Marathon. As time progresses I will probably talk more and more about it and the training schedule we are now on as we catapult ourselves into awesomeness!
I believe that since I was born on a Thursday I am indecisive. Or at least this is the root cause of it. (K you were born on a Thursday too! I checked!) The point of this story is that I have yet to decide what to do with my life in terms of a life long career. I could always rely on one of my strengths but there is a limited market for snarky comments and smart ass remarks. Then again there is also my strong math skills, and the artistic talent is always there for use. After some suggestions and encouragement from a few extremely trusted and important people in my life I am considering trying out programming and similarly creative/interesting fields. I picked up an interesting little book (okay, little would be an immense understatement, but oh well.) at Powell's that I am picking my way through. Thus far it is all making sense and it seems to be a fantastic outlet for my obsessive compulsive tendencies. Plus I have a ton of random ideas for weird little programs that would make my control freak life somewhat easier. They will be my pet projects as I learn more and more.
My butt hurts. Well my tailbone to be specific. That's the sucky part about sitting on the goddamn couch and using my awesome lap desk. Logic would dictate that if it is uncomfortable I should sit at the dining table or use my desk down in the nerd domicile, but hey, no one else on this water covered rock likes to use rational logic or common sense. Okay, there are some out there, like anyone smart and cool enough to be reading my awesome words of wisdom, but truly there are too many idiots and not enough Darwin Awards.
Well, it's about that time when the puppy (I know she's not really a puppy; she's going to be eight in April) needs to go out one last time, the demon beast needs to be removed from the living room, and I need to drag my ass upstairs to bed. I hope Collin is about at a stopping point for the night. And he is.
Peace out to all ye faithful.
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