This is what I use Twitter for
I feel a little bad about spamming y'all's LJ friends page with the minutiae of what I did each week, but it's my journal and it's really the only way I'll know where my unemployed time went. Like, flipping through my notes, I have no idea what I did last Monday: I was so horribly tired from hiking 10mi, I couldn't eat, and I know I was trying to find a way to see John Ringo at LunaCon, but I have no idea what I did otherwise. Mid-afternoon, I had coffee w/CaseusUrsine's laid-off minion: that one conversation was more talking than we'd done in the entire time we worked together cumulatively. In comparison, Petite Fromage's lieutenant go running together, so yeah. It wasn't quite as dismal as I expected and it was interesting to hear his/their perspective of common events.
All I know about Tues is my lunch date cancelled, I didn't write my cover letters (even though on the subway to work, Pongo offered to beat me for every day it took me from that day on), but I did read the paperwork for my Himalayan trip. Oh, and I got all sorts of achievements and quests on Fitocracy for trying the Rippetoe B workout with modifications. It's terribly annoying that the limiting factor on my overhead squat is my ability to press the weight :( Especially since it took all my will (and several tries) to press 0.18x my bodyweight in dumbbells. *le sighs*
I know I saw my therapist, had lunch with puppydog, and heard back from my new gyno on Weds, but I don't know what else I did. Doggy is doing very well and seems energized by volunteering in a soup kitchen. My new gyno wants another (hopefully not a) pound of flesh: I know Jane and TWH cheered me up about her and TWH did a lot to make me feel better about my trip. Afterward, I had a bout of reading bulimia and read Frank Beddor's The Looking Glass Wars in one sitting: my brother called during it and after quickly telling him yes, I was available the next day, I told him I was unavailable for dinner bc I was too busy reading. Teehee.
I actually cursed, out loud, when I saw email that the skating rink decided to run adult lessons for an extra two weeks. I don't have time for this! But I'm compelled to go bc hey, it's free. Thurs morning, the ice dancing instructor had us work on chasse crossovers, alternating 3 turns, and spirals.
Then I met WINGMAN at the Met for a gallery talk by a totally Italian chick about their Italian Renaissance Portraiture exhibit. It's closed now, but it was awesome: I can't remember the last time I saw an exhibit at the Met with 6 rooms! I liked the contrast between Florence and Venice although I don't believe her that Venice was more mercantile and conservative. [spoiler]When I had coffee w/my (former) boss a week later, he commented it might be a matter of timing and we got into a great riff about why the Italians were so commercial but never industrialized.[/spoiler] I also liked that they had a room devoted to the Medicis and I still maintain that Piero totally looks like Pongo.
Then I stopped off at the library on my way to my brother's place. I conned my mum into ordering lobster rolls to fortify us before his move. He was only moving 6 blocks and he was moving from a furnished apt, but my dad is old&discouraged, my mum dislocated her shoulder, and my brother filled a 14' truck. He teased me about being strong when I was throwing boxes around, but he sent me the nicest thank you text after.
All I know about Tues is my lunch date cancelled, I didn't write my cover letters (even though on the subway to work, Pongo offered to beat me for every day it took me from that day on), but I did read the paperwork for my Himalayan trip. Oh, and I got all sorts of achievements and quests on Fitocracy for trying the Rippetoe B workout with modifications. It's terribly annoying that the limiting factor on my overhead squat is my ability to press the weight :( Especially since it took all my will (and several tries) to press 0.18x my bodyweight in dumbbells. *le sighs*
I know I saw my therapist, had lunch with puppydog, and heard back from my new gyno on Weds, but I don't know what else I did. Doggy is doing very well and seems energized by volunteering in a soup kitchen. My new gyno wants another (hopefully not a) pound of flesh: I know Jane and TWH cheered me up about her and TWH did a lot to make me feel better about my trip. Afterward, I had a bout of reading bulimia and read Frank Beddor's The Looking Glass Wars in one sitting: my brother called during it and after quickly telling him yes, I was available the next day, I told him I was unavailable for dinner bc I was too busy reading. Teehee.
I actually cursed, out loud, when I saw email that the skating rink decided to run adult lessons for an extra two weeks. I don't have time for this! But I'm compelled to go bc hey, it's free. Thurs morning, the ice dancing instructor had us work on chasse crossovers, alternating 3 turns, and spirals.
Then I met WINGMAN at the Met for a gallery talk by a totally Italian chick about their Italian Renaissance Portraiture exhibit. It's closed now, but it was awesome: I can't remember the last time I saw an exhibit at the Met with 6 rooms! I liked the contrast between Florence and Venice although I don't believe her that Venice was more mercantile and conservative. [spoiler]When I had coffee w/my (former) boss a week later, he commented it might be a matter of timing and we got into a great riff about why the Italians were so commercial but never industrialized.[/spoiler] I also liked that they had a room devoted to the Medicis and I still maintain that Piero totally looks like Pongo.
Then I stopped off at the library on my way to my brother's place. I conned my mum into ordering lobster rolls to fortify us before his move. He was only moving 6 blocks and he was moving from a furnished apt, but my dad is old&discouraged, my mum dislocated her shoulder, and my brother filled a 14' truck. He teased me about being strong when I was throwing boxes around, but he sent me the nicest thank you text after.