October 02, 2007
A young couple sits outside at a cafe.
We walk past just as the woman says to her boyfriend, "She looks like a pug! I'm not being mean - she really does look like a pug!"
I picture little shining black eyes set into a flat, scrunched-up face that looks like it's been stepped on and a pink tongue that hangs out, with an overall dopey expression. I wonder if I will ever see the human equivalent.
September 20, 2007
Barista Guy: So that's a small low-fat vanilla latte?
Me: Um...no - it can be fat.
Scott: Make sure you say that when it's ready.
August 15, 2007
Goofy little things
So around this time last year, two days from now, actually, I heard the sad, terrible news about my friend Mike Simanoff. As we later found out, he had a long battle with depression and in the end it was too much for him. But Mike's life was so much more than that, and I'm really glad that he was my friend.
I met Mike in a web design class in library school. He sat in the row behind me and discovered I had a blog after catching me working on it during class. I wasn't supposed to, but I'm glad he found me out. Otherwise we might have remained mere classmates.
Before I really got to know Mike, there was a session where we all had to present on a web-related topic, and Mike gave a surprisingly brief presentation. He explained that we should add a forward slash (/) at the end of a URL when loading it into a browser, because it helps the page load more quickly. His presentation was five minutes tops, and it left an impression on me because it was so simple and effective. I wish I had done something like that instead of whatever overly complicated concept I discussed in my own presentation.
So now I do that all the time, and maybe it's a goofy little thing, but it's a way that I get to remember him.
June 15, 2007
I'm taking today off, just because. I'm realizing that I can and should use my vacation time, and not just for actual trips.
On my own this weekend. Yesterday I only had a half day at work and was in database training the rest of the day. Afterwards I was able to walk over to the mall and look around without worrying about the time or other people's tolerance for shopping. These days I'm directing my spare dollars to cutting down my credit card debt, but I still like to window shop and pick up something now and then, and only if it's marked down enough.
Some plans have fallen through, but that's ok. I'm gonna do some reading, catch up on my Netflix discs and the Tivo. I have to go order my dress tomorrow for my sister's wedding, take one of my cats in for some follow-up. My family doesn't really get into Hallmark holidays so I don't think we'll be getting together.
April 27, 2007
Well that was embarrassing
I've recently started using the weight machines at my gym. I have been a member for several years, rather slack at times, but I've usually gone to the cardio room, where I've tended to use the treadmill, the bike, or the elliptical. Or sometimes I'll go to classes that are held there. But the weight room was intimidating to me. Everyone seemed to know what they were doing, and I didn't.
Turns out that a lot of the machines have instruction labels on them. I finally got over my silly disinclination and have started mixing up weights and cardio whenever I go to the gym. In a good week I'm managing 3-4 times a week. When I am very good, I go to yoga class as well.
The machines I can't seem to master are the ones that are supposed to work your abs. At first I thought it was because I hadn't set up the machines correctly. But no. Apparently I have just a single big flabby ab and even 15 pounds is too much resistance for me when I try to curl my body into the proper form.
As much I hate them, I guess I will have to do sit-ups or some other kind of freeform ab exercise in the meantime. But how lame - I have to exercise in order to use an exercise machine!