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So, it's the beginning of 40 pushup week. I'm a set behind as of this writing. [eta: I am now caught up, only 35 minutes late] Went for a run at lunch w/ [livejournal.com profile] critus, and this time, I didn't have to chase him down. The weather was fucking beautiful, by the way - 62, sunny, light breeze. Yeah, I'm rubbing that in.

Got confirmation yesterday that I'm on the list for one of those "Boot Camp" fitness programs in February (due to a conflation of circumstances - timing, a groupon, and to learn some stuff for myself, as well as Shrinkgeek).

The dude from NPR who interviewed me about credit card bullshit a few months ago got in touch this morning, asking about video game resellers and the market as it pertains to that stuff. Also over there is a short list of takeaway brain droppings from the general fuckbucketry that was 2009.

Unrelatedly.... maybe I do have psychic powers; one of the hideous web-based programs I use at the office made a change over the weekend, so it sucks less now (note: not saying it doesn't suck at all, because it still sucks quite a bit; just less than it did last week). I get to be on call this week. Hope none of the servers decide to shit the bed around, ohhh... Thursday afternoon. On the upside, we'll be closed beginning at noon Thursday until Monday morning.

I might even leave the house for socialization. I made it to TBBC on Friday, but was entirely too tired and grumpy to head to the club afterward. Saturday was even moreso, knowing that it was going to be a huge shindig down there for an anniversary (I don't do costume shit. you get me, my utilikilt, and whatever shirt I feel like wearing. deal with it). I have lost the habit of late nights, and being both broke and somewhat responsible, drinking at the club to act as social lubricant is a non-starter.

Despite that, looking forward to the various friend-centric stuff going on Thursday and Friday. Very little happening at the house, holiday-wise. Maybe the cats will cough up red and green hair balls, or something.
Date/Time: 2009-12-21 23:40 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] maelstromsl.livejournal.com
there weren't that many people wearing costumes... I just looked like a satanic cybergoth
Date/Time: 2009-12-22 00:39 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] etcet.livejournal.com
It says something when I'd rather sleep than go clubbing, maybe. I'm either exhausted, or pissy, neither of which are prime clubbing attitude. I have this notion that I'd want to fling emo dorks for distance if they got in my space. *sigh*
Date/Time: 2009-12-22 01:26 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] maelstromsl.livejournal.com
didn't see any emo dorks either - oh well......
Date/Time: 2009-12-22 01:28 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] hellsop.livejournal.com
I just find that I have little patience for ... people, these days. Cats, fine. Friends, good. Random yobs bring out the sneering disdain at least, and I often find myself WISHING that their crappy driving would cause collisions and property damage just so they knew they were doing it wrong, etc.

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