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random television night thoughts
Apr. 26th, 2006 09:43 pmOh, look, it is Wednesday, television night one, and I finally have the opportunity to read my flist and post. Good times.
Kickboxing did not kick my ass last night, even though I feared it would be worse than ever because I missed last week. There weren't many people in class, so we each had our own bag, and I got a lot of work in. Apparently I continue to have perfect form on my back kicks (HOW? I HAVE NO BALANCE) and I was given good advice on how to improve my jabs and my side kicks. I wish kickboxing was more than once a week.
So it's admin appreciation day (or week or something). They bought me lunch (shrimp and ribs, yummy), and gave me flowers, chocolate, and a giftcard to the local gourmet store, which is wonderful and dangerous all at once. The chocolate I have has Van Gogh engraved on it, as well as pieces in the form of an artist's pallete. Beautiful chocolate, and delicious. (Also, the latter have caramel inside, and chocolate and caramel together is my weakness. Yummy.)
Though there is no way I'll be doing this job for the rest of my life (really, it's mostly because I can't live here for the rest of my life), there are times when I love my job. Being ass deep in scheduling and estimates and disasters to solve is even better than the flowers and chocolates and gift cards. I knew this, but I learn it again all the time these days: I thrive on chaos and problems and fast-paced work. I miss having deadlines and three jobs and full time school. I think I need to look for a second job just so I have something else to do, and so my free time will be more structred (and I'll have less of it).
I love Bones so much. Tonight's show in particular is making me happy, and making me absolutely adore the character of Angela. This has been building for awhile, too, just like my love for the show, but she is amazing and makes me happy. I can't wait to own this show on DVD. It, Supernatural, season two of Lost, and Battlestar Galactica, along with the seasons of Angel I'm missing (everything except one and four), plus Roseanne, more Simpsons, King of the Hill, Family Guy, That 70s Show--I have a lot of tv on dvd to purchase. It's a good thing one of my sister's gets a discount on such things.
I didn't know Bones was based on a real person/novels about and/or by said person--okay, obviously I still don't know much about that part, but I'm intrigued. I want the books.
Oh, man, tonight is Lost's clip show summary thing, isn't it? Boring. I am going to go shower instead. Evenings just aren't long enough (despite what I said earlier about working better when I have less free time). I need to head to bed within the next hour or so, because I want to try to get to the gym in the morning. If I don't, it won't be the end of the world, I'll go after work, because I've been taking more time anyway. However, I would like to do some laps (I was going to go today, but I was too tired), and open swim is only in the mornings, I think. I might go in the morning and after work, because even if I swim, I want to do upper body work tomorrow with the free weights. Good grief, what have I become? Working out twice in one day? Even just thinking about it? Plus hours at a time instead of forty-five minutes? This new me is strange. Of course, I'm not certain where my swimsuit is currently located, I haven't used it since the Florida holiday, and I packed it away after.
Okay, shower done, no swimming in the a.m. because I still have no idea where the suit is located, and I was able to do some editing on Book One, even though I didn't get as far as I wanted.
Kickboxing did not kick my ass last night, even though I feared it would be worse than ever because I missed last week. There weren't many people in class, so we each had our own bag, and I got a lot of work in. Apparently I continue to have perfect form on my back kicks (HOW? I HAVE NO BALANCE) and I was given good advice on how to improve my jabs and my side kicks. I wish kickboxing was more than once a week.
So it's admin appreciation day (or week or something). They bought me lunch (shrimp and ribs, yummy), and gave me flowers, chocolate, and a giftcard to the local gourmet store, which is wonderful and dangerous all at once. The chocolate I have has Van Gogh engraved on it, as well as pieces in the form of an artist's pallete. Beautiful chocolate, and delicious. (Also, the latter have caramel inside, and chocolate and caramel together is my weakness. Yummy.)
Though there is no way I'll be doing this job for the rest of my life (really, it's mostly because I can't live here for the rest of my life), there are times when I love my job. Being ass deep in scheduling and estimates and disasters to solve is even better than the flowers and chocolates and gift cards. I knew this, but I learn it again all the time these days: I thrive on chaos and problems and fast-paced work. I miss having deadlines and three jobs and full time school. I think I need to look for a second job just so I have something else to do, and so my free time will be more structred (and I'll have less of it).
I love Bones so much. Tonight's show in particular is making me happy, and making me absolutely adore the character of Angela. This has been building for awhile, too, just like my love for the show, but she is amazing and makes me happy. I can't wait to own this show on DVD. It, Supernatural, season two of Lost, and Battlestar Galactica, along with the seasons of Angel I'm missing (everything except one and four), plus Roseanne, more Simpsons, King of the Hill, Family Guy, That 70s Show--I have a lot of tv on dvd to purchase. It's a good thing one of my sister's gets a discount on such things.
I didn't know Bones was based on a real person/novels about and/or by said person--okay, obviously I still don't know much about that part, but I'm intrigued. I want the books.
Oh, man, tonight is Lost's clip show summary thing, isn't it? Boring. I am going to go shower instead. Evenings just aren't long enough (despite what I said earlier about working better when I have less free time). I need to head to bed within the next hour or so, because I want to try to get to the gym in the morning. If I don't, it won't be the end of the world, I'll go after work, because I've been taking more time anyway. However, I would like to do some laps (I was going to go today, but I was too tired), and open swim is only in the mornings, I think. I might go in the morning and after work, because even if I swim, I want to do upper body work tomorrow with the free weights. Good grief, what have I become? Working out twice in one day? Even just thinking about it? Plus hours at a time instead of forty-five minutes? This new me is strange. Of course, I'm not certain where my swimsuit is currently located, I haven't used it since the Florida holiday, and I packed it away after.
Okay, shower done, no swimming in the a.m. because I still have no idea where the suit is located, and I was able to do some editing on Book One, even though I didn't get as far as I wanted.
