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Sunday, July 20, 2008
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randomness
Current mood:  focused
Dude, I'm not sure where you're trying to get to, but I saw you 3 hours ago and you're only like 6 blocks farther now than you were then.
If I can get through the whole thing without stopping, I know I can get below 9:00, maybe even 8:30. Tonight, though, there will be intervals...arduous, torturous intervals. Bring it on.
I need to map out a path around my house that serves as an approximate mile or two. A change of pace will soon be required, lest I get bored and burn out.
Beer, I love you, but you are not my friend. I'll see you on Saturday, and perhaps a time or two (or twenty) in a couple weeks, but after that, I'm gonna need my space.
That said, this weekend was the most fun I've had in a while. I'm thankful for the folks who are in my life and for the support and advice they have given recently. Yer all good shits.
Hang in and stay strong, Grandma. I'm thinking of you.
I really, really, really enjoy clipping coupons. I just discovered this a couple weeks ago. Just call me Harry fuckin' Homemaker, I guess.
Rob-bot, out.
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Out-of-State Plates
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Release date: 2005-06-28
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Friday, July 18, 2008
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Bleh.
My after work wish-list, in chronological order:
A good hard run.
A long hot shower.
A slow careful shave.
A warm, fresh meal.
A chair.
Nothing else to do.
An early bed.
I knew it would happen. I knew it and I did nothing to stop it. I got pretty lit last night, and now I feel like crapola. As if it wasn't enough that I drank my weight in free Tennessee bourbon at the OW Best Of Orlando party, I then afterwards found myself at Big Daddy's splitting a bucket (that's a 3/5 split) of Rolling Rock with Schnauzer. I think I finally got to sleep close to 1 am.
Honestly, I don't feel bad, physically, save for being tired as hell, and feeling like the inside of a Jack Daniels bottle. And there's the fact that I haven't shaved in a week. But mainly, I'm just tired. Most nights lately I've been in bed by 11 at the very latest, and a 10:00 or 10:30 lights out is perfectly normal. I'm getting old I guess.
Most of all, though, I feel disappointed. I'm disappointed that I drank as much as I did--not for the act of drinking, but for bascially going backwards on any weight loss progress I might have made. I'm currently of the mindset that I can just work it off by running extra tonight and then as much as I can this weekend, but my knee was a little bit enflamed yesterday and I don't want to aggravate that too badly. I think tonight I'll just trudge through a quick mile run and see how I feel tomorrow. God knows I need to replace my all-purpose Target sneakers with a respectable pair of runners that have some decent arches, but that may have to wait. Kate needs new sneakers too for our trip next month, so I'll check the sales papers on Sunday...might be a deal somewhere. I need a pair of bike shorts anyway, so might as well check the athletic stores while I'm there, too.
Last night, as we were pulling in from a long night out, I mentioned to Kate how tired I was gonna be in the morning. She offered to cook dinner so I could rest after work, which means there will be some manner of takeout involved. I'll see if I can talk her into Too Jays...we have a 1/2 off coupon, so the hit on the wallet won't be too bad, and they make a mean salmon caesar salad. That'll definitely be a good tonic for last night's debauchery.
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Thursday, July 17, 2008
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Extra Large--hold the "extra".
Current mood:  fabulous
Tonight is the Orlando Weekly "Best Of" party, and Kate wanted a new outfit, so I tagged along and decided to pick up a nice shirt to wear. I found a reasonably priced black polo shirt in my usual size, XL. On a whim, I decided to see if the L fit. Wouldn't you fuckin' know it. Fits like a glove.
I also got a new pair of shorts in my usual size (38 waist). I tried them on just to be sure, as Mossimo stuff tends to run a little small. Not only did they fit, but I had room to spare. Hot damn. I might be back to a 36 before I know it. I haven't worn a 36 since my freshman year of high school.
So yeah, good times. 
3:17 PM
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Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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Swedish or Shiatsu?
I got this email at work today from a Hungarian customer:
Dear Rob, Thank you for massage. Completed order is attached. Kind regards Marijan
I'm all for good service, but a massage? You'd think I remember something like that.
11:29 AM
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Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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Mah dreams...they be dashed.
Current mood:  bummed
Looks like the short list for going to India became REALLY short as of this week, and I didn't make the cut. They're only sending like 3 people. For whatever consolation it is, I'm a backup. Bah.
India, I hardly knew ye. Well, not at all actually. Le suque.
6:09 AM
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The Pros and Cons of being sick
Con: My solid food consumption is down about 85% since Monday morning.
Pro: My weight is down about 7 lbs since this past weekend.
YAY UNHEALTHY BODY IMAGE!
Seriously though, I want to eat something, but I just don't want to eat anything. Know what I mean?
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Monday, April 14, 2008
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You mean people take sick days when they’re actually sick?
Current mood:  nauseated
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
Ugh. I feel like shit today. After a Saturday of questionable judgement, I woke up Sunday feeling surprisingly well. Weel enough to clean the garage and everything.
But fuck man, today my stomach is killing me for some reason. Maybe I'll take a half day. Eh, maybe not though.
Maybe some Journey will make me feel better. Usually works emotionally...might work physically too. Here goes...
"Shadows of a golden age, a generation waits for dawn..."
Yeah, that might work.
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Friday, March 28, 2008
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Evidence of aging
I’ve noticed a distinct morphological change in my behavior and tastes over the last 5-6 years or so. Individually, they seem minor or inconsequential. Aggregately, though, they all point to one thing: I’m getting old. Observe:
1. I am more comfortable in a button-down shirt, tucked into a nice pair of pants, and with some leather slip-ons, than I am in a tshirt, jeans, and sneakers.
2. I prefer waking up early and getting things done over sleeping in and wasting a day doing nothing.
3. My hair is nearly gone on top, and nearly white everywhere else. (Not really behavioral, but still...)
4. Even though they are mostly old enough to drink, I still think of people born in the mid-late 80’s as "kids". The fact that people born in the 90’s are now old enough to drive boggles my mind. You were an infant when I was getting stoned and cared less and less about doing anything productive at all. I can’t wrap my head around that.
5. I heard Pearl Jam on the "classic rock" station. Fuck. Might as well introduce my waistband to my armpits soon.
6. I find myself making "responsible" decisions instead of just fucking off and letting the consequences roll off of me. (This might be normal behavior for most people, but those who know me well/for a long time know how much of a fuck up I used to be.)
7. I prefer eating oatmeal or cornflakes for breakfast over cocoa pebbles or cinnamon toast crunch. (Though I do indulge in the latter two on rare occasion.)
I’m sure there are other things, but these stick out. Besides I need to get back to work.
Oh hey, there’s another one:
8. I actually kind of give a shit about my job.
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From Beale Street to Oblivion
By
Clutch
Release date: 27 March, 2007
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Tuesday, February 05, 2008
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Robinson, you bastard.
Today I got this email at work:
If you receive a call from a gentlemen named Robinson telephone number 442084-922780, [management] has indicated you should hang up the call and not take as he has been told several times not to call our office. Thank you,
Now I'm curious as to just what the hell he wants.
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The Fragile Army
By
The Polyphonic Spree
Release date: 19 June, 2007
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Monday, January 28, 2008
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There’s a bad moon on the rise.
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
Well....
Fuck.
(Sorry for being so cryptic. More info to come, hopefully sooner than later.)
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