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i don’t think that i can take vitamins anymore. at least, not on an empty stomach. diet coke, apparently, is…
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i don’t think that i can take vitamins anymore. at least, not on an empty stomach. diet coke, apparently, is…
last night i got pulled over by a police officer. first time. the story: doc, brittney, and i had just finished having dinner at picasso’s pizza on audelia/skillman, and pulled onto northbound audelia and then left onto a side street to turn around so we could go south on audelia, and i saw lights behind me. the officer was quite friendly, asked for my license and insurance, and told me he’d stopped me because i didn’t put on my turn signal when turning onto the side street. which is unlike me, but ok, i do forget sometimes. and how lucky that there was a police car behind me when i did so. (or didn’t so, actually). he collected my licence, and doc’s license, and then asked me to roll down the back window so he could see inside. i told him they didn’t unroll, and i unlocked the door so he could open it. he shone his flashlight in and asked brittney how old she was. i think she was taken by surprise at that, because she paused before telling him “actually i’m 32.” she produced her driver’s license, and he took them back to his car to run them. in the meantime we saw another police car cruise by on this side street. doc said that he figured they were probably heavily patrolling that area for drunk drivers or outstanding warrants, and because we were in an older model car leaving a restaurant parking lot, we might have fit a particular profile. my failure to use my blinker gave him cause to stop me to check for open containers or minors under the influence or whatever they were looking for. a few minutes later he came back to the car, handed me the licenses, and told me to have […]
i just feel fried. i really want to write a nice long clever witty post, because i’ve been reading lots of good writing lately. i think i don’t have it in me right now. i don’t know how people who work 2 jobs do it. i feel like such a baby for saying that too. i’m tired, and it’s all i can do to not run out and get takeout for every meal. i haven’t been to yoga class in weeks. i’m trying to go running a couple times a week, and i do go to swim class and walk at least 1 mile per day when i take the bus and train to work. but it’s a far cry from my 5x week exercise routine. right now it’s only 9:45 pm and i’m going to just go crawl into bed and watch tv. maybe i just need a night of nothing… tv and rest and turning off the brain. we’ll see.
i lied, my foot IS turning purple today. and it’s raining like crazy outside. i love it. i think i want a really small digital camera that’s easy to carry around with me, so i can take little pictures of things just for my weblog or other non-professional purposes. i love the f828 but it is gigantic and kind of an ordeal to carry around for casual type things. i wanted to take a picture of my purple toes and of the rain outside my window here at work, and have no way to do so.
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two weeks ago, i stopped biting my fingernails. i didn’t really have a reason or motivation. my left thumbnail had gotten unusually long — past the edge of my fingertip. and something just clicked in my brain that said, well, that’s it. here’s where things change. here’s why quitting the biting habit hasn’t been a priority: i’ve been a biter ever since i can remember. it doesn’t embarrass me. my nails are really thin and brittle, and so they split and peel very easily. if you push on the end, they just bend like they’re made of paper. longer nails are harder to keep neat and can get in the way, especially if you do a lot of work with your hands. sitting around filing and polishing does not sound like a lot of fun, or even something that i would like to consider necessary maintenance. i’m finding that i’m having difficulty operating my new nails. once or twice i’ve accidentally clawed myself due to lack of control. they’re splitting and peeling as usual, but i’m trying to be gentle on them. i don’t know if i’ve quit for good or if it’s a temporary respite. currently my thumb and first two fingers of each hand are past the fingertip. the pinkies are nearing the edge, as is the ring finger right hand. ring finger left hand still has a ways to go. at any rate, it’s an interesting experiment.
ok not really. but some days i get antsy when i don’t get any email. NOBODY LOVES ME!