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06-27-2006, 10:00 AM | #2162 (permalink) |
Elevator to the moon
Join Date: May 2005
Location: Snowy, cold, miserable Pennsylvania
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aaalrighty then
i finally have my computer back & its fixed & stuff but now im in the process of redownlading all 900 & somewhat songs back on here sucks much?
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06-27-2006, 12:48 PM | #2163 (permalink) |
Scarf
Join Date: May 2006
Location: Brighton, UK
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I slept all day, watched fear and loathing in las vegas. But only half of it, because I fell asleep. Forgot to call the doctor for the fourth day in a row. And I went to a few forums. Oh, and err I played my guitar, but gave up, because I'm hopeless.
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06-27-2006, 10:39 PM | #2164 (permalink) |
Full-Time Hellion
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: PA
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Went to work. It had its ups and downs. I had to do four classes in a row back to back with no breaks in between. Half way through the second class we were practicing ill bo karougi and I took a throw and couldn't get up.
Just after the third class I was supposed to eat lunch but someone thought I needed to do one more. I had eaten half a sandwich before I walked in. Twenty minutes into the class I got nauseous. I was sparring with Ryan (a student) and I landed a hit and all of a sudden my stomach revolted against me and next thing I know I'm on the floor for the umpteenth time today. And I really have no life or need new hobbies if I just posted all of this on this forum. High lights of my day were the turkey club I had for lunch. And my pet fish (Tjandra)
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06-28-2006, 11:12 AM | #2165 (permalink) | |
They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
Posts: 1,166
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My day involved 1) Trying to repair my office computer (the on/off button broke) and failing. Now I've given up and am turning it on and off by removing the casing and pressing the mechanism inside. 2) Watching somebody else do an experiment in the lab, waiting for two hours to use a magnet and then being told that actually, we weren't allowed to use the magnet today. 3) Doing calculations and more calculations on an excel spreadsheet. That's what real scientists use! All in all, I've done very little all day... |
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06-28-2006, 01:46 PM | #2167 (permalink) | |
Full-Time Hellion
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Location: PA
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At any rate, so far my day has been in the middle. I woke up and I swung by the job and hung out for a little while. (fun) And now I'm here (home) trying to stop feeling nervous. (It's my two year anniversary) and I can't figure out what to wear despite all of urban's help. I also put make up on today, which is rare. I cut my hair. Or tried to and then got scared. I layed out some outfits and then got scared because two of the three were skirts. And now right now, I'm on MB, drinking (rather heavily) listening to Sade, Mary J Blige, and Pink and I feel jittery.
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06-28-2006, 09:09 PM | #2168 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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i woke at 6..went to work with the faja, and then came home anddi my daily workout 5 sets 200lb bench presses..biceps..triceps..forearms..30 min power ride..running pad thing
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
06-28-2006, 09:21 PM | #2170 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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heheh * is embarrassed* i need to get pure muscle my top is muscular as fuk..but i have to work me belly...it got flabby over the winter...mm..i wish we had gridiron football..in new hampshire
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |