Done yesterday (20110104 We)
Not all that good a day. I woke up with a painful cramp in my right calf -- this has happened before, I don't know what causes it, and I don't like it. At least, after the first few steps, it didn't hurt to walk. But in the afternoon after I did walk about half a mile, which actually seemed to help, it hurt more the next time I stood up after sitting for a couple of hours.
Still hurts a little after a night with muscle relaxant and naproxen. *goes to take another dose*
I left my computer glasses at work. The old ones are noticably worse.
... and Chaos's keys and student ID/transit pass ended up getting dropped into a random mailbox, rather than our mailbox. I would love to have listened to the conversation wherein the two people involved each managed to confirm what they thought the other meant, rather than what was actually said. Not a happy bear; Colleen thinks I got inappropriately angry. It certainly drove off most of the Wednesday guests; the house was empty well before 11.
Growf. Not a good day. Be nice if I could breathe, too.
0104 We | woke up with a nasty cramp in my right leg. * up 6am; W=196.4; drugs, nose, teeth, dishes, exercise, light @ solarbird | no fun at all (politics) For Bloggers at Risk: Creating a Contingency Plan | EFF * print setlist book. * practice: full set (short on the easy ones, as usual) This is also a beta test of the new setlist book; a couple of tweaks needed. : OakPackaging.com sent me, or rather HSX, a couple of samples of reusable recycled-plastic bags. "Are you ready for the San Jose BAG BAN?" Yes, but thank you. @ Supermechanical : Twine - Listen to your world, talk to the Internet * walk: very short (.5mi?) but got most of the cramp out. | (actually, no -- after sitting all afternoon, it's worse) * buy: pantsu - om sale, so hard to find & left computer glasses at work, apparently. : some of our friends are incredibly stupid. ! disgusted. frustrated. C thinks I overreacted. restless... feelings I can't sort out... somewhat depressed. @ chaoswolf | Well, keys are gone. % 10ish - Colleen and the YD in bed; only one guest (K). Oh - here come J and A. Now J thinks it's all her fault, and A claims he just relayed Colleen's request to drop the keys in _our_ mailbox. Baffling. Simply baffling. I know none of this is my fault, but I feel like crap anyway. If K wasn't here and the drier wasn't still running I'd go to bed too. 10:40ish. % I'm guessing it was an ambiguously worded question/answer : 11pm everyone gone. Going splat. Spalt? :P ...and K. comes back for her gloves. :P % I may have lost another friend or two. At least for a while. Sheesh!
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