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Jun. 11th, 2010 09:26 am( Russian )
Okay. Guess who remembered to moisturize today? Oh yeah that would be me. Moisturizer, but no running today, because it was at 97% humidity and I could practically drink the air. I'm not running in that. I have enough breathing issues already.
Oogh. It's Friday. I'm so glad it's Friday. It's going to be a crazy Friday, work's always a little crazy on Friday, but hopefully not too crazy. And then I may try and get out of work a little early. Depends on what errands the boy wants to run. And then, game! Which won't be that bad. I hope. I'm really hoping the Loudy McLargeHam guy either doesn't show up or behaves himself, one of the two. Otherwise the boy and I will have to have a talk about him. I do have some support in that he understands kind of where I'm coming from with the misogyny thing and doesn't dismiss it, and that he doesn't like the way Loudy McLargeHam drags the game off track for forty five minutes at a stretch.
So. But! That's a full week of the only exercises I've been slacking on being the individual ones like situps or weights or whatever, which. I ... something. I need to figure out if I want to run down a list of individual exercises, or just check things off from a buffet selection, or something. Ponder.
Simon Baker is adorable. So is Mark Sheppard. I want one of each for my room.
I also am semi-randomly in the mood for an eclair, or possibly an ECLAIR. However, to get an eclair only requires going to a bakery and to get an ECLAIR requires going some distance, so, hmm, maybe not. I'm not even... oh wait. Never mind. I know why I want an eclair. Bad muses.
Right. I am dressed, scented, ornamented, moisturized, brushed, shod, and chipped. Time to get to work.

Okay. Guess who remembered to moisturize today? Oh yeah that would be me. Moisturizer, but no running today, because it was at 97% humidity and I could practically drink the air. I'm not running in that. I have enough breathing issues already.
Oogh. It's Friday. I'm so glad it's Friday. It's going to be a crazy Friday, work's always a little crazy on Friday, but hopefully not too crazy. And then I may try and get out of work a little early. Depends on what errands the boy wants to run. And then, game! Which won't be that bad. I hope. I'm really hoping the Loudy McLargeHam guy either doesn't show up or behaves himself, one of the two. Otherwise the boy and I will have to have a talk about him. I do have some support in that he understands kind of where I'm coming from with the misogyny thing and doesn't dismiss it, and that he doesn't like the way Loudy McLargeHam drags the game off track for forty five minutes at a stretch.
So. But! That's a full week of the only exercises I've been slacking on being the individual ones like situps or weights or whatever, which. I ... something. I need to figure out if I want to run down a list of individual exercises, or just check things off from a buffet selection, or something. Ponder.
Simon Baker is adorable. So is Mark Sheppard. I want one of each for my room.
I also am semi-randomly in the mood for an eclair, or possibly an ECLAIR. However, to get an eclair only requires going to a bakery and to get an ECLAIR requires going some distance, so, hmm, maybe not. I'm not even... oh wait. Never mind. I know why I want an eclair. Bad muses.
Right. I am dressed, scented, ornamented, moisturized, brushed, shod, and chipped. Time to get to work.







