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random thoughts: tuesday edition.
Apr. 12th, 2011 01:09 pmi would like you to know that i just wrote an entire entry on shoes. sandals, specifically. and then i decided to spare the world, because IT'S JUST TOO DAMN GIRLY. SHUT UP ABOUT DANSKOS, AMBER. YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO AFFORD THEM. RELINQUISH YOUR DREAMS OF PARADISE. LOVE THE SANDALS YOU HAVE.
done.
just so you're aware though, hogsmede candy is good for 4 months at least. yes, i'm eating it. oh, save your judgment for someone more worthy. it's candy. magic candy. i'm putting it in my mouth for the love of sugar and harry potter. deal with it.
i am having a bad face day.
and yet, i seem to be in a really great mood. is it the spring? is it the fact that i have touched my needles and floss for two days in a row? is it the turkey i saw this morning? (why was there a turkey in the city? sam landman saw one this morning too. odd. they are upon us.) is it the more harsh exercise i've been pushing on myself lately?
can i just say that saturday kicked my ass? lab was pilates and flow. pilates seems effortless and sneaks up on you the next day. but i pushed myself during flow, doing things i'm used to doing, but not having done it in a long while. and then--THEN--handsome pants is all like, "let's go to the dog park!" and i'm like, "alright! big open dog park? i can wear my chucks and good jeans and just walk and walk and walk a while. no problem." what he failed to mention is that the "dog park" is a mild hiking trail in minehaha park. mmmmm. listen. i was damn lazy this winter. 50 minutes of pilates and 50 minutes of flow and 2 miles of hiking (in shoes with no traction) in one day when i'm just getting back into routine? it's tuesday and i still hurt.
however. i am wearing the blouse i usually skip because the cuffs are tight and dig into my monstrous arms. and you know what? the dig is gone. i can actually get my fingers under the cuffs and pull them away. a small animal could crawl in there.* things are looking up.
i am riding a rollercoaster of emotions over having my bike back. every time i think about it i get crazy rainbow happy. and then shoulder angel goes, "oh yeah, where are you going to store it?" and makes me kind of anxious and sad. but then shoulder devil's like, "BIKE! BIKE BIKE BIKE! NEW HELMET! CEMETERY BIKE TRAIL! BIKE BIKE BIKETY BIKE!" and it's like shooting heroin into my eyeballs and we sit and point and laugh at loser shoulder angel.**
also, wtf, minneapolis library system? i requested a book to be delivered to my branch and it's been "in transit" for a week now? that's balls. i call bullshit. the bookstores are never going to go out of business at this rate. i'm eyeing borders up real hard. i know you feel threatened. step it up, library.
okay. it's walk time. it's like, 65 degrees out there! that is happening now! i wonder if we'll still get snow... it could happen. it's always interesting when it does, after several days of no-coat weather. it makes days like this seem like a dream. a tease. an anachronism in the middle of the dead season. how nice to live through a day that blatantly taunts winter...
*now i am thinking about mice crawling around in my shirt and it makes me happy.
**i don't really know what it's like to have heroin shot into my eyeballs. but it must be pretty good, dontcha think? i mean, to be putting up with needles? and in the eyeballs? .... what's wrong with people?!? nothing's that good, surely.
done.
just so you're aware though, hogsmede candy is good for 4 months at least. yes, i'm eating it. oh, save your judgment for someone more worthy. it's candy. magic candy. i'm putting it in my mouth for the love of sugar and harry potter. deal with it.
i am having a bad face day.
and yet, i seem to be in a really great mood. is it the spring? is it the fact that i have touched my needles and floss for two days in a row? is it the turkey i saw this morning? (why was there a turkey in the city? sam landman saw one this morning too. odd. they are upon us.) is it the more harsh exercise i've been pushing on myself lately?
can i just say that saturday kicked my ass? lab was pilates and flow. pilates seems effortless and sneaks up on you the next day. but i pushed myself during flow, doing things i'm used to doing, but not having done it in a long while. and then--THEN--handsome pants is all like, "let's go to the dog park!" and i'm like, "alright! big open dog park? i can wear my chucks and good jeans and just walk and walk and walk a while. no problem." what he failed to mention is that the "dog park" is a mild hiking trail in minehaha park. mmmmm. listen. i was damn lazy this winter. 50 minutes of pilates and 50 minutes of flow and 2 miles of hiking (in shoes with no traction) in one day when i'm just getting back into routine? it's tuesday and i still hurt.
however. i am wearing the blouse i usually skip because the cuffs are tight and dig into my monstrous arms. and you know what? the dig is gone. i can actually get my fingers under the cuffs and pull them away. a small animal could crawl in there.* things are looking up.
i am riding a rollercoaster of emotions over having my bike back. every time i think about it i get crazy rainbow happy. and then shoulder angel goes, "oh yeah, where are you going to store it?" and makes me kind of anxious and sad. but then shoulder devil's like, "BIKE! BIKE BIKE BIKE! NEW HELMET! CEMETERY BIKE TRAIL! BIKE BIKE BIKETY BIKE!" and it's like shooting heroin into my eyeballs and we sit and point and laugh at loser shoulder angel.**
also, wtf, minneapolis library system? i requested a book to be delivered to my branch and it's been "in transit" for a week now? that's balls. i call bullshit. the bookstores are never going to go out of business at this rate. i'm eyeing borders up real hard. i know you feel threatened. step it up, library.
okay. it's walk time. it's like, 65 degrees out there! that is happening now! i wonder if we'll still get snow... it could happen. it's always interesting when it does, after several days of no-coat weather. it makes days like this seem like a dream. a tease. an anachronism in the middle of the dead season. how nice to live through a day that blatantly taunts winter...
*now i am thinking about mice crawling around in my shirt and it makes me happy.
**i don't really know what it's like to have heroin shot into my eyeballs. but it must be pretty good, dontcha think? i mean, to be putting up with needles? and in the eyeballs? .... what's wrong with people?!? nothing's that good, surely.
