12 posts tagged “oops”
Drinks consumed at the bar last night : Unknown (I guess 10)
Annoying tricks driven home this morning : 1
Dollars spent at Jack in the Box: 11
Number of five-year nonprofit plans to write this weekend : 1
Amount my head hurts (if quantified) : 16
Loads of laundry I have change for : 1
Loads of laundry I need to do : 2
The girl who sits in front of me in Swedish 101 and behaves like a high school freshman ("Heheheh, 'six' in Swedish is spelled 'sex'. Heheheh.") is confused because "sometimes the As and Os have dots and sometimes they don't."
They make your stomach feel like dying...
As the many moblogged, random and otherwise terse posts of late have possibly indicated, I have been busy. Fall term starts in one week, and I have, as I am fond of saying, 12,000 things to do before next Monday. I have been making very, very gradual progress toward these goals, and I will actually probably be close to finishing all that needs finishing before then.
One of the things that was on my to-do list was preparing a paper to present at a live, honest-to-god academic conference. Mind you, I have never actually done anything like that before, but I figured I may as well get started on the "career development" section of grad school. I don't really know what I was thinking when I submitted my abstract last summer. I guess I just figured, "It's close, I get to go to Seattle and it's not an area I plan on working on in the future, so if I make a huge ass of myself, it will have very few long-range repercussions." That's all mostly true, I have to give that to my past self, but it was still incredibly stressful. Having to prepare to actually get up in front of a bunch of famous linguists and be all, "Teehee, look what I found!" is not a terribly relaxing experience.
In addition to actually preparing the talk, I also got wasted the night before I left and missed my train, and then practiced my talk with a friend when I got there and did HORRIBLY--both additional, stressful items. Come the morning of my talk, however, I was the picture of calm, striding confidently up to the microphone and amazing the pants off of everyone there. Well, not quite, but it went better than expected, and I managed to not behave like an idiot. It's like I'm a real academic!! Sort of...
But now, I must return to work in the hopes that I am ready for the start of another dreaded year of school.
I wore the sexiest-smelling cologne ever today, and I am SUCH a distraction to myself!
What do you collect?
Lately? Hangovers.
"Humans are idiots and I don't care!"
Thanks, Dickfaces. Way to understand how smart stingrays are. Jesus Christ we are doomed.
While straightening up my files today, I stumbled upon this photo.
Pretty, yes. But how and why was it in my "Photos" folder? Why did I deem it worth saving? What is it, for that matter?
Man I need to drink less.
Today was to be the beginning of the couch-to-5k plan. I had been running intervals on the track, revving up for the real thing. My self-designed intervals had even approached the distance I would be running when I started the couch-to-5k! I was so ready!
Or so I thought. This was apparently all kinds of self delusion. Run #1 killed me today. So much so that I'm not even going to count it as run #1 as two intervals remain unrun.
I suppose I should be happy that I can run at all, what with the asthma and three years of smoking under my belt. But still, it's kind of discouraging. Part of the problem might also be that I ran around the neighborhood today instead of the track, and running on concrete hurts my back.
Friday, it's back to the track, and perhaps halved intervals (30sec run/45sec walk). Attempting to start the couch-to-5k will, it seems, have to wait until next week.
In celebration of my attempted accomplishment, however, I am off to the bar for dinner and drinks. There, verily, is where my stamina truly shows.
