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Saturday bits
Sep. 18th, 2010 09:35 amI woke up this morning with my head hurting like I had a hangover, but I didn't have a lick of alcohol last night.
My room is a mess. Hell, our whole house is a mess.
I've been working quite diligently on company stuff for mom. We've got to start getting her some clients. I have plans, but I also have a lot of work to go with those plans, and every evening I come home not wanting to do much of anything. Bleh.
I'm hot. It's still hovering in the high 90's, so every afternoon I get drained of whatever energy I had. By evening I just don't want to do anything.
This evening, though, I have a sushi 101 cooking class that I signed up for at Central Market. We're making 5 rolls, including eel, which I know absolutely nothing about preparing. I'm hoping to get some good insight on dealing with the fish. The class starts at 6:30, and I have to be there by 6:15 for check-in, but I'd like to get there closer to 5:30-6 so I can wander around the store some.
My back, neck, jaw and now right hip have been causing a lot of problems recently. I blame my constant sitting at a desk all day every day.
I feel bad that I don't see my nephews very often, but then they are two rambunctious little ones that I get tired of after just a couple of hours. *sigh*
Why is McDonald's always the first thought in a child's mind when it comes to a food source? Would they reconsider sushi if there were sushi bars that had toys for the children to climb around on?
It's that time of year again when I start pondering applying to grad schools. It also serves as a reminder of how little I have accomplished on my own since the last time I performed such ponderings. I keep making a promise that this year will be different, but I'm such a sucker for DVDs and games and hanging out with friends. Benjamin Franklin, I am not. I wish I could be. That would be "the one thing I would change about myself". Don't start lecturing me about how I can. Trust me, you couldn't possibly lecture me near as much as I lecture myself on a daily basis.
Speaking of Franklin: "one may see the possibility of freezing a man to death on a warm summer’s day." You know, that sounds like an intriguing means of torture, especially for hot climates. A little bucket of water, a fan, and a little patience. Why must my brain be so wrong?
My room is a mess. Hell, our whole house is a mess.
I've been working quite diligently on company stuff for mom. We've got to start getting her some clients. I have plans, but I also have a lot of work to go with those plans, and every evening I come home not wanting to do much of anything. Bleh.
I'm hot. It's still hovering in the high 90's, so every afternoon I get drained of whatever energy I had. By evening I just don't want to do anything.
This evening, though, I have a sushi 101 cooking class that I signed up for at Central Market. We're making 5 rolls, including eel, which I know absolutely nothing about preparing. I'm hoping to get some good insight on dealing with the fish. The class starts at 6:30, and I have to be there by 6:15 for check-in, but I'd like to get there closer to 5:30-6 so I can wander around the store some.
My back, neck, jaw and now right hip have been causing a lot of problems recently. I blame my constant sitting at a desk all day every day.
I feel bad that I don't see my nephews very often, but then they are two rambunctious little ones that I get tired of after just a couple of hours. *sigh*
Why is McDonald's always the first thought in a child's mind when it comes to a food source? Would they reconsider sushi if there were sushi bars that had toys for the children to climb around on?
It's that time of year again when I start pondering applying to grad schools. It also serves as a reminder of how little I have accomplished on my own since the last time I performed such ponderings. I keep making a promise that this year will be different, but I'm such a sucker for DVDs and games and hanging out with friends. Benjamin Franklin, I am not. I wish I could be. That would be "the one thing I would change about myself". Don't start lecturing me about how I can. Trust me, you couldn't possibly lecture me near as much as I lecture myself on a daily basis.
Speaking of Franklin: "one may see the possibility of freezing a man to death on a warm summer’s day." You know, that sounds like an intriguing means of torture, especially for hot climates. A little bucket of water, a fan, and a little patience. Why must my brain be so wrong?
