It's Friday and I am- as usual- random.
But not Random, because that's someone else. In fact, I'm pretty sure I've met Random. Perhaps in New York, several years ago. Anyway, here's my current dose of random:
- I've spent the last two nights watching Deal or No Deal and I have just a few questions. How in the hell do I already know the names of several of the "girls" with the briefcases? Why do I care so much whether people hit the button or keep going? (I watch through my fingers sometimes, when there aren't many cases left.) Why do I suddenly find Howie Mandel handsome? (He's so freakishly well-groomed and tailored.) And finally, why the hell am I watching this show? Seriously, I want to know the answer to that question right now. And I want someone to take my Tivo away from me if it persists past tonight. (I'd quit cold-turkey, but they're going up to $3 million tonight and I don't want to miss it. Stopping now would be like giving up parentheses. Ahem.)
- On a related note, I miss Dancing With the Stars already. I'd nearly gotten over missing the perfection that is Maksim Chmerkovskiy's ass, but I really missed watching Drew and Cheryl dance last night. It was such a bright spot every week.
- I haven't seen the enormous German fella in a week. Not that I would ever work up the guts to do anything like, oh, I don't know, actually have a conversation or anything, but I'd at least like to see him and have him see how cute I've been lately. This bothers me. I know what's causing this, too. While I was at the Legion with my brother last Thursday, I confessed that I had an office crush. Clearly, this has jinxed me forever. (I never said I was a rational person.)
- I burned off 240 calories on the treadmill between 6:00 and 6:30 this morning. Coincidentally, that is exactly 75% of the calorie content of the bag of Fritos I'm currently enjoying. Argh! I know I find it impossible to eat tuna salad on wheat without chips of some kind, but why didn't I pick the Baked Lays? So much for "enjoying" the Fritos. But, hey! At least I got to the gym this morning. Yesterday, I felt like deep-fried crap when I woke up, so I skipped the gym and work. I'm going to the gym again tonight for my bi-monthly appointment with my trainer. There had better be some decent cardio machines open, because the track is completely closed this weekend for some home expo or another.
- I attempted to buy enough yarn to finish my sweater last night, but was stymied in my attempt. Someone has bought their entire supply of Lamb's Pride in Charcoal Heather. I hope it was someone who finds his or herself in need of Jack's Plum, because I bought all four skeins of that color that they had and it would be my sweet revenge if they were unable to get yarn for a project they were 90% finished with. It would also be one hell of a coincidence. They're ordering the yarn I need. In the meantime, I will just have to comfort myself by knitting my first Boobholder mini-sweater. I am well-aware that I'm probably much too deep-bosomed (isn't that a nice way of putting it?) to wear such a thing, but I'm knitting the damn thing anyway. I love my boobs. I think they need their own special garment. Bras don't count because no one ever sees those (more's the pity). I'm going to make this one a little longer than the original pattern though. Too much of a good thing, you know. If this nice, deep-plummy one works out, then I expect to make another one later. Probably pink cotton to top off the plaid sundress, which I'm determined to alter and wear this year. Actually, the sundress is a funny story. When I was making this beautiful dress, I tried it on with only the hem and finishing the zipper placket yet to do. In spite of the fact that I made a frigging muslin before cutting, just to make sure it would fit, the zipper stuck and it was too tight. Since it's plaid (and perfectly lined up, I might add) and the bodice is boned, I decided that it would be easier to lose weight than to alter the dress in some way. Last summer, I was encouraged by my weight loss and tried the dress on again. It was too big. I intend to put in some elastic and additional boning. Oh, pink plaid sundress! When will you stop tormenting me?
- On the way back from the yarn store, I stopped at Trader Joe's and got some food. I promptly forgot the whole reason I went there, too. Actually, let me rephrase that. I remembered to buy the Pad Thai with Vegetables and Tofu for Friday lunches, but I forgot to bring it into the office for lunch today. Anyway, I checked out the HBA aisle because I was looking for something to counteract certain intestinal problems caused by a daily SlimFast shake (stupid easy breakfast plot) and discovered that Trader "Darwin" offers a probiotic supplement for $4 a bottle. So much cheaper than the little DanActive drinks! I'm not sure how I feel about the name "LiveBac" for the proprietary ingredient, but since the near homonym did lead me to this , I ain't gonna complain. (Hee! Fear the kittens! Fear them, I say!) I also got some Glucosamine/Chondroitin/MSM supplements for my knees. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but we'll see if it works.
- Oh, and I also did my customary "flirting with the TJ cashier." It's pointless, but this particular cashier is very cute. And I got to impress him with my fierce language skills by pointing out that "Tak" is, in fact, "Thank you" in Danish. (I actually guessed Norwegian, but I was off by a K.) This in turn led to one of the best "stuck on a Disney ride" story I've ever heard. Tick-Tock bit his shirt on the Peter Pan ride! That is so much better than my "an audio-animatronic dinosaur spit in my eye" story. Yes, apparently it doesn't take much to impress me. Tell your friends.
- I don't really get why I do so many of these grab-bag, random posts. I think it's because I have so many things I want to post about, but I don't want to post frequently. To be fair, many of these thoughts occurred to me in the past 24 hours, but still. The long posts bother even me.
- See, veda? I told you this tag would come in handy!