spoiled chinese girl

Well not really, but it was still pretty weird/funny looking. Driving to work, I was about to turn onto the highway, I saw this bird that was flying. First he(?) would flap his wings really hard, then soar for a bit, then flap, and soar… except for one problem. The bird wasn't moving. At all. Seriously, no forwards (or backwards) movement, and no up or down movement, well not much, when flapping he would vertically ever so slightly but that may also just be a visual trick because the wings are higher or lower than his body.

Kind of surreal.

Yea I steal blackberry's from my friend chad whenever he's here to look so supercool. Skipped the gyme Friday and saturday, didn't go riding saturday either but did gyme sundaym. What sukked was the yoga instructor is gone and there was some lameass stretch class that didn't even do proper stretch technique. 2 boxes of kd between 3 ppl is a lot. K, should give this toy back now.

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A. It's St. Paddy's Day not St. Patty's Day. Ever since I was educated in this matter like 3 years ago by a roving Irishman, it's irked me ever since.

B. Today's my last day of being “in charge” at the office! Horray! The dumbest thing I could think of is the fact my boss who I haven't seen in like 4 months is in generally being nosy and poking it where it don't belong (okay, he owns the company, but knows NOTHING about what's going on, but somehow pretends like he does) and was telling me, at like 1pm, how I should be doing my quotes. On my LAST DAY of doing them. Yea buddy. Real Helpful.

C. Tonight I am to celebrate a day that ends in “Y” by drinking my face off, and eating microwaved Kraft Dinner purchased for 49 cents at Dominion. For some reason, I committed to Tomorrow morning's 3 hour hopefully 30k fixed-gear bike ride while prodding a certain unicyclist with a sharp stick to keep him moving. I don't know how well this is going to all work out.

D. My desk at work is clean. Cleaner than I've ever seen it before.

Plans: Go home, go to the gyme, go purchase alcomahol, consume alcomahol, pass out, wake up, go b*king, go to the gyme, go home, go to the gyme, go to buddy's place, listen to rehearsal, go home, work.

Hmmm… weekends need to be longer.

Yea, I have yet to see anyone post about this holiday today. *Shrug* I know I always insist on being single between December and February, but around March I like having someone around, if only for this specific day. Oh well, in the realm of single-dom, I'm going to go to the gym and ogle hot boys I wouldn't mind tappin' At least today wasn't nearly as bad as yesterday. I may forgo my end-of-the-week-get-more-drunker-than-Ive-ever-been-before plans if it keeps up. Then again…

So I was able to be awake at 6:20 but I didn't leave the house til 6:50 so I was a little less than half an hour late to wake up a sleeping Filipe. But we hit the road at like 8ish, rode to his old work, then to the Distillary for Tea (him), Hot Chocolate & A mystery Muffin for me, then rode back. Went for breakfast, dropped Filipe off at work, then went to the gyme. All upper body. Now I'm sitting under a basement when it's a SUPER nice day outside because I can't convince anyone to go rollerblading with me. Jerks. The 20k ride was just a warmup for the gyme, then I wanted to go rollerblading as a nice casual cooldown.

Anyways, riding a b*ke is f***ing WEIRD. MY posture is all messed up, I can't get both feet into the pedals, I can get going super fast super easy but then I have no brakes… unicycles are a MUCH better design. Coolest part was I was able to show off to my former personal trainer at the gyme, and even got him to try it for a second but he complained that “certain areas” were hurting.

Another ride scheduled for tomorrow morning. Maybe I should get myself a coker and join in on the ride.