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Dec. 1st, 2008
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This weekend was fun, but exhausting. I got to do a lot of very awesome things, but not really any quiet/down/alone time.
Wednesday - Load up the Subaru (yay!) with a cooler, the dog, and us. Drive to my mom's house (~4 hours) after work.
Thursday - Have an asthma attack on Mom's treadmill, eat too much stuffing, get to see most of my mom's side of the family. In the afternoon, drive back to Madison.
Friday - Wake up with lungs trying to climb outside of my chest so that they could run away to Honduras and set up a roadside coffee stand. Call in sick to work. Have a doctor appointment in the afternoon where I learn that we're going to be switching up my meds over the next few months.
Friday night - Have dinner with Dad and his oldest son from his second marriage.
Saturday - Get up early-ish, take Dad and Bro on a tour of Downwood's sword-making shop. Go to the gym in the afternoon for a run without my lungs attempting a coup.
Saturday night - Head downtown for dinner and go to the Wisconsin-Michigan hockey game. Consider disowning Bro when he does his Dick Vitale impression through most of the game. Refrain from explaining to him why Dick Vitale is a symptom of all that is evil and unholy in sports announcing. Consider grabbing my stuff and finding a different place to sit. Rejoice when the Badgers figure out in the 3rd period that they have to actually take shots on goal in order to score points so that the can win. Cheer when one of the bad guys gets ejected for saying something Incredibly Impolite to the refs.
Sunday - Get up early-ish again. Pick up Dad and Bro. Head downtown to grab lunch and go to the Badgers' wrestling meet (this was their sole purpose for visiting, since Bro is on his junior high wrestling team and adores the sport). Ogle the very muscular young men in spandex grappling with each other. Cheer when we win.
Sunday night - Go to dinner with family again. Get scared when Dad seems to not care that there's snow/slush/ice on the road. Try to figure out how to enter the restaurant meals into SP. Consider only eating at home for the rest of the week. Complain that healthy foods shouldn't have any calories and count against what I can have for the day.
Today - Get up early. Forget that I have more windows to clean now, so it's going to take a little longer in the morning. Meet Dad and Bro for coffee before heading to work. Would like to go to Borders (yay coupon!), library, grocery store, and gym tonight, but might not manage all of it. Collapse into a heap.
Wednesday - Load up the Subaru (yay!) with a cooler, the dog, and us. Drive to my mom's house (~4 hours) after work.
Thursday - Have an asthma attack on Mom's treadmill, eat too much stuffing, get to see most of my mom's side of the family. In the afternoon, drive back to Madison.
Friday - Wake up with lungs trying to climb outside of my chest so that they could run away to Honduras and set up a roadside coffee stand. Call in sick to work. Have a doctor appointment in the afternoon where I learn that we're going to be switching up my meds over the next few months.
Friday night - Have dinner with Dad and his oldest son from his second marriage.
Saturday - Get up early-ish, take Dad and Bro on a tour of Downwood's sword-making shop. Go to the gym in the afternoon for a run without my lungs attempting a coup.
Saturday night - Head downtown for dinner and go to the Wisconsin-Michigan hockey game. Consider disowning Bro when he does his Dick Vitale impression through most of the game. Refrain from explaining to him why Dick Vitale is a symptom of all that is evil and unholy in sports announcing. Consider grabbing my stuff and finding a different place to sit. Rejoice when the Badgers figure out in the 3rd period that they have to actually take shots on goal in order to score points so that the can win. Cheer when one of the bad guys gets ejected for saying something Incredibly Impolite to the refs.
Sunday - Get up early-ish again. Pick up Dad and Bro. Head downtown to grab lunch and go to the Badgers' wrestling meet (this was their sole purpose for visiting, since Bro is on his junior high wrestling team and adores the sport). Ogle the very muscular young men in spandex grappling with each other. Cheer when we win.
Sunday night - Go to dinner with family again. Get scared when Dad seems to not care that there's snow/slush/ice on the road. Try to figure out how to enter the restaurant meals into SP. Consider only eating at home for the rest of the week. Complain that healthy foods shouldn't have any calories and count against what I can have for the day.
Today - Get up early. Forget that I have more windows to clean now, so it's going to take a little longer in the morning. Meet Dad and Bro for coffee before heading to work. Would like to go to Borders (yay coupon!), library, grocery store, and gym tonight, but might not manage all of it. Collapse into a heap.
[meme] Random song poetry
Dec. 1st, 2008 08:54 pmPut your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.
I added punctuation and omitted purely instrumental songs.
Take a trip 'round this great big world
Midnight! Not a sound from the pavement,
Mommy told me something a little kid should know:
People! Get ready!
Three black crows were sitting on a fence
Why do we kiss goodbye every time?
I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside.
Well (Kyle's mom's a bitch),
Now, you all heard the story about Bethlehem -
Excuse me, can I be you for a while?
Loving you...
Pale was the wounded knight
(Well, how many times must we go through this?),
Beneath the opera house
(Will I lose my dignity?),
Whistles the wind.
Sunday morning rain is falling
And now I'm all alone again...
A customer!
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders!
(Jodie wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six days)
I added punctuation and omitted purely instrumental songs.
Take a trip 'round this great big world
Midnight! Not a sound from the pavement,
Mommy told me something a little kid should know:
People! Get ready!
Three black crows were sitting on a fence
Why do we kiss goodbye every time?
I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside.
Well (Kyle's mom's a bitch),
Now, you all heard the story about Bethlehem -
Excuse me, can I be you for a while?
Loving you...
Pale was the wounded knight
(Well, how many times must we go through this?),
Beneath the opera house
(Will I lose my dignity?),
Whistles the wind.
Sunday morning rain is falling
And now I'm all alone again...
A customer!
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders!
(Jodie wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six days)
