I need to get more exercise. I've tried joining gyms on several occasions, but after the first month or so I always find myself making excuses to not go. I suspect that if I hired a personal trainer and made regular appointments with him/her, I would keep those appointments. I don't think I'd enjoy the exercise any more than in the past, but I ( Read more... )

I just opened up Google calendar to add something to my task list.

Before I typed it in, I noticed that one of the other things on the list needed to be re-phrased. By the time I did that I'd forgotten what it was that I wanted to add to the list in the first place.

Why, exactly, did nobody realize I had ADHD until now?

Only somebody from the UK would refer to "the Detroit, Chicago, Boston area."

(I'm sure Americans make similarly silly statements about Europe all the time. This just jumped out at me.)

The Story of Reuben Clamzo
& His Strange Daughter in the Key of A, from Arlo Guthrie's album One Night.

I just have one question: how stoned was Guthrie when he came up with this? It's hysterical, but a sober person would never have created it.

Give me a category (a given author, a band, a type of book or music, things that start with the letter z, whatever else you can come up with) and I'll tell you my five favorite things in that category.

Even though I have a slightly sore throat and scratchy eyes, I am not coming down with anything.

I'm not.

It's just the dry air here at work, and the cold dry winter air in general.

I am perfectly healthy.

"Hell Is For Children" by Pat Benatar
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Railroad Bill
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A few minutes ago I sneezed hard enough that my headphones fell off.

I don't have a cold or allergies, so I think it's just the dry air in the office irritating my nose.

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