Best of times, worst of times
On the plus side, got my run in while it was still misting. Later it POURED. also, ran into Pret, albeit briefly. A nice am run, then the skies opened up. Shit.
Had an app't my boss actually fucked up. In sales, if you're not "on" you shouldn't be there. Basically, he was a sales buzzkill. He's off his game and killed a setup for me. Fuck. Oh well. With it doing nothing but breaking my balls, and Stoney openly smoking, not alotta motivation.
But God DOES have a sense of humor:
1)It had a shelf nailed into the wall (can't miss a chance to fuckup a perfectly good wall with nails and thrift store shit), guess what happened to the shelf?
2)Who do I bump into @ the gym, Drew-a former work peep, a good guy. Made my day speaking with him. He gets "it."
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Friday, June 13, 2014
Day 1822
Deja vu, part__________
So, It texts me because I had the (gasp!) gall to look for a lampshade It hid. Yes, you read correctly. This, from the person who hides food (like I eat a lot? GREAT parenting, terrific example for our son isn't it-hide food from dad). It really lot it. THEN, opened all, I mean ALL my mail. But it reserves the right to get pissed that I found the lampshade It hid. Fucking psycho.
But, today, I ran. Life is good.
So, It texts me because I had the (gasp!) gall to look for a lampshade It hid. Yes, you read correctly. This, from the person who hides food (like I eat a lot? GREAT parenting, terrific example for our son isn't it-hide food from dad). It really lot it. THEN, opened all, I mean ALL my mail. But it reserves the right to get pissed that I found the lampshade It hid. Fucking psycho.
But, today, I ran. Life is good.
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Day 1821
Deja vu?
So there I was, having a good day. When...WHEN...IT struck! Lost It's mind. Why? It is having an issue with (wait for it) a lampshade. Yes, a lampshade. Losing Its mind because I prefer one over another, so It takes the one I prefer and hides it. Yes, THIS is what makes It crazy(er). The other day, lost Its mind because I had the gall to put a jar of beets in the fridge. This is a sober person? This is what Jeeeeeeeeezus would do? Amazing.
It texted me, twice, and called once. Wonder why I changed my number?
And yes, I ran, did SPIN, then Pilates. Might do more tonight, It will be in.
...was a perfectly fine day until It struck....
So there I was, having a good day. When...WHEN...IT struck! Lost It's mind. Why? It is having an issue with (wait for it) a lampshade. Yes, a lampshade. Losing Its mind because I prefer one over another, so It takes the one I prefer and hides it. Yes, THIS is what makes It crazy(er). The other day, lost Its mind because I had the gall to put a jar of beets in the fridge. This is a sober person? This is what Jeeeeeeeeezus would do? Amazing.
It texted me, twice, and called once. Wonder why I changed my number?
And yes, I ran, did SPIN, then Pilates. Might do more tonight, It will be in.
...was a perfectly fine day until It struck....
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Day 1820
Shipwreck
Come in yesterday, crucial mistake.
It was out doing whatevere the fuck It does all day, Stoney was sleeping (sleep all day, smoke all night), so It was-naturally-involved in covering every fucking square inch of the bedroom in crap. Where was It? In-literally-Its closet looking for...shoes. Yep, It has no clue where anything It owns is located. So, naturally, It must create maximum havoc, getting in everyone's way, because It is-literally-a shipwreck. and of course, It tries turning it around to get angry at one and all. Fucking useless human. Does nothing all day, nothing all week. Its life is involved in finding one bullshit hobby after another to fill Its time with empty busywork.
And after all this crap, where is all the crap-piled up OUTSIDE the closet-blocking the window. A total fucking pig.
Really motivates 'ya don't it? Ahhhh home.
Ran, got my miles, the spin. Fuck it, I'm ok!
Come in yesterday, crucial mistake.
It was out doing whatevere the fuck It does all day, Stoney was sleeping (sleep all day, smoke all night), so It was-naturally-involved in covering every fucking square inch of the bedroom in crap. Where was It? In-literally-Its closet looking for...shoes. Yep, It has no clue where anything It owns is located. So, naturally, It must create maximum havoc, getting in everyone's way, because It is-literally-a shipwreck. and of course, It tries turning it around to get angry at one and all. Fucking useless human. Does nothing all day, nothing all week. Its life is involved in finding one bullshit hobby after another to fill Its time with empty busywork.
And after all this crap, where is all the crap-piled up OUTSIDE the closet-blocking the window. A total fucking pig.
Really motivates 'ya don't it? Ahhhh home.
Ran, got my miles, the spin. Fuck it, I'm ok!
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Day 1819
So far....
Was weird yesterday-a good test of adaptive skills.
Was raining, so no run. So? Weights + ellip. I wasn't the only one. All the usual machines were taken, but I knew where the others were. So, got my workout in. Thus, the day began well, despite rain.
then on the job, more weirdness. Infighting and bullshit. really unnecessary, but dysfunction is dysfunction. Bottom line, had a good day.
Best of all, when I got in, Bitch was out! YAY!
Was weird yesterday-a good test of adaptive skills.
Was raining, so no run. So? Weights + ellip. I wasn't the only one. All the usual machines were taken, but I knew where the others were. So, got my workout in. Thus, the day began well, despite rain.
then on the job, more weirdness. Infighting and bullshit. really unnecessary, but dysfunction is dysfunction. Bottom line, had a good day.
Best of all, when I got in, Bitch was out! YAY!
Monday, June 9, 2014
Day 1818
Has to get better
Woke up, Stoney's bong on the dining room table.
Good thing his mother goes to aa meetings incessantly.
Woke up, Stoney's bong on the dining room table.
Good thing his mother goes to aa meetings incessantly.
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Day 1817
Amazing.
Did well this am. What we lack in speed we make up for in distance-and vice versa. This am's 5k was in East Hills, as in East HILLS. Really tough, like a mini King's park. BUT, after "speed training," 86th rather than The line, I did well. Broke 10 mins, no walking. THAT was the good news.
The other news: Stoney struck, again.
When I was @ sales boot camp, fan magically disappeared. This am, after a night smoking with his peep, more of my stuff is magically missing. His mother? You already know-fucking useless. And best of all-as he never has consequences-he feels he can tell me off. Good. And he wonders why his existence is tolerated rather than enjoyed. Sad, but true, he's acting like an asshole.
Be nice to feel safe @ home, but I have no home, merely a place I occasionally visit when it can't be avoided.
Smoke some more, doing you a world of good.
This morning I ran, life is good.
Shebitch? The cancer victim? @ the beach.
Amazing.
Did well this am. What we lack in speed we make up for in distance-and vice versa. This am's 5k was in East Hills, as in East HILLS. Really tough, like a mini King's park. BUT, after "speed training," 86th rather than The line, I did well. Broke 10 mins, no walking. THAT was the good news.
The other news: Stoney struck, again.
When I was @ sales boot camp, fan magically disappeared. This am, after a night smoking with his peep, more of my stuff is magically missing. His mother? You already know-fucking useless. And best of all-as he never has consequences-he feels he can tell me off. Good. And he wonders why his existence is tolerated rather than enjoyed. Sad, but true, he's acting like an asshole.
Be nice to feel safe @ home, but I have no home, merely a place I occasionally visit when it can't be avoided.
Smoke some more, doing you a world of good.
This morning I ran, life is good.
Shebitch? The cancer victim? @ the beach.
Amazing.
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