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Whining....
Apr. 10th, 2003 09:10 amI have a giant bruise on my elbow, and one on my rear end, and one angry purple and unhappy ankle from a badly taken fall at Karate on Tuesday.
I'm still having trouble sleeping. I actually fell asleep sometime between 4 and 5 AM and still got out of bed at 6:45.
My car is still sick. And this makes me grumpy. Hopefully it will be fixed soon, but having to get AAA to come out and jump it on the way home from Karate (minor grocery run on the way home) sucked. Especially since it was cold, I had to pee and I was already achey.
I just got mail which may or may not have been trollish, based on my .sig file...I've had interesting .sigs before, but this one's never gotten nearly as much attention as the chicken .sig. (sensual is runnning a feather down your lover's body, kinky is using the whole chicken, perverted is if the chicken is still alive and twisted is using boneless, skinless chicken breast.-or something like that. It was a .sig from college. There is rather an involved story that explains where that comes from, but unless there's some interest I'm not posting it.)
Work. Work is making me crazy. More on that later probably.
Still can't do good push ups. Also makes me crazy. Must figure out what else to do to build up muscles in order to be able to do 20 or so push ups.
Long conversation with my mother about my so-called lack of relationships. I think she wants me to find a nice boyfriend. "I'm dating people Mom-they're just all married, and not all men," wouldn't quite fly right now.
Must find breakfast before we go to Leesburg.
I'm still having trouble sleeping. I actually fell asleep sometime between 4 and 5 AM and still got out of bed at 6:45.
My car is still sick. And this makes me grumpy. Hopefully it will be fixed soon, but having to get AAA to come out and jump it on the way home from Karate (minor grocery run on the way home) sucked. Especially since it was cold, I had to pee and I was already achey.
I just got mail which may or may not have been trollish, based on my .sig file...I've had interesting .sigs before, but this one's never gotten nearly as much attention as the chicken .sig. (sensual is runnning a feather down your lover's body, kinky is using the whole chicken, perverted is if the chicken is still alive and twisted is using boneless, skinless chicken breast.-or something like that. It was a .sig from college. There is rather an involved story that explains where that comes from, but unless there's some interest I'm not posting it.)
Work. Work is making me crazy. More on that later probably.
Still can't do good push ups. Also makes me crazy. Must figure out what else to do to build up muscles in order to be able to do 20 or so push ups.
Long conversation with my mother about my so-called lack of relationships. I think she wants me to find a nice boyfriend. "I'm dating people Mom-they're just all married, and not all men," wouldn't quite fly right now.
Must find breakfast before we go to Leesburg.
