One Whole Hour On DDR For The Brightest Part Of The Day
It's a nice workout that I sorely needed. I'm sitting here in jeans, slip on shoes, and a red Victoria's Secret Bra...with a blue towel on my head...yeah, I've been out of the shower for several minutes and I'm beginning to sweat. *silly me*
Today is another day off on a fine Thursday. I had yesterday off and will have tomarrow as vacation in addition to the weekend...Sunday never lasts. You get up at nine or noon and it's ten in the evening in no time flat.
I found that there are several more song that I love in DDR MAX 2. I purchased a new dance pad last night. Actually, that's a lie. I picked up two new dance pads yesterday-reurned the old one and picked up a new DDR game (DDR MAX the first.) I brought the new pad home after a few hours of grocery shopping (in which I spent too much) and opened it up. The brand new pad was a wire harness production worker's worst nightmare (kind of like Tsugaru is the DDR beginner's worst nightmare). I just about died. I set the pad on the floor and saw the wires to the main housing!!! After a couple explatives I figured maybe the case was not intact and I could re-feed the wires...FUCK THAT. The main box had a huge fracture that imediately made me suspect more internal problems...meaning potential fire hazard. This tiny less then twenty six gauge green wire had so much strain put on it and the teeny tiny little black wire was completely disconnected.
I spent twelve dollars on gas to get me a half tank-I WAS NOT going to drive twenty frigging miles all the way back to get a new one. Hee-hee, Jason drove. The thing of it is...if I had known that I could get a better version of the dance pad I could have stopped at Best Buy. They had two different (much sturdier) types of dance pads. I could have bought the pad there for cheap instead of wasting my time at Toy R Us. Oh, well. It all worked for the better.
My back is hurting a little bit. I found that when I do my jumps (front to back and side to side) my body wants to lean backwards. The left leg is aching a tiny bit too. It's been that way for a couple days now but it's nothing new. I just don't remember if the pain is from being overworked or not enough work.
Tsugaru kicked my ass again. I think this time it was because I am still getting used to the new pad. I put the foam inards inside so that the curve of the pad was facing up. I thought it would better that way so the foam could be "shmooshed" into the ground instead of just the outside edges...if that makes any sense.
Aya is sitting here in front f one of the litter boxes smelling her own crap...she looks totally engrossed in the terrible smell coming out. The youngest cats do not like to cover up their own shit. I think she knew I would cover it or empty it sooner then later so she just wanted to time me. My cats are ebil.
Well, I've got to go and take this towel off my head. I'm not worried about a bad hair (I tie my hair back) so much as tangles and the weight of the towel on my fragile little brain. Anyway, gotta go. Deodorant, fine tooth comb, and das T-shirt await.
Tschüs!!!! ^^
Today is another day off on a fine Thursday. I had yesterday off and will have tomarrow as vacation in addition to the weekend...Sunday never lasts. You get up at nine or noon and it's ten in the evening in no time flat.
I found that there are several more song that I love in DDR MAX 2. I purchased a new dance pad last night. Actually, that's a lie. I picked up two new dance pads yesterday-reurned the old one and picked up a new DDR game (DDR MAX the first.) I brought the new pad home after a few hours of grocery shopping (in which I spent too much) and opened it up. The brand new pad was a wire harness production worker's worst nightmare (kind of like Tsugaru is the DDR beginner's worst nightmare). I just about died. I set the pad on the floor and saw the wires to the main housing!!! After a couple explatives I figured maybe the case was not intact and I could re-feed the wires...FUCK THAT. The main box had a huge fracture that imediately made me suspect more internal problems...meaning potential fire hazard. This tiny less then twenty six gauge green wire had so much strain put on it and the teeny tiny little black wire was completely disconnected.
I spent twelve dollars on gas to get me a half tank-I WAS NOT going to drive twenty frigging miles all the way back to get a new one. Hee-hee, Jason drove. The thing of it is...if I had known that I could get a better version of the dance pad I could have stopped at Best Buy. They had two different (much sturdier) types of dance pads. I could have bought the pad there for cheap instead of wasting my time at Toy R Us. Oh, well. It all worked for the better.
My back is hurting a little bit. I found that when I do my jumps (front to back and side to side) my body wants to lean backwards. The left leg is aching a tiny bit too. It's been that way for a couple days now but it's nothing new. I just don't remember if the pain is from being overworked or not enough work.
Tsugaru kicked my ass again. I think this time it was because I am still getting used to the new pad. I put the foam inards inside so that the curve of the pad was facing up. I thought it would better that way so the foam could be "shmooshed" into the ground instead of just the outside edges...if that makes any sense.
Aya is sitting here in front f one of the litter boxes smelling her own crap...she looks totally engrossed in the terrible smell coming out. The youngest cats do not like to cover up their own shit. I think she knew I would cover it or empty it sooner then later so she just wanted to time me. My cats are ebil.
Well, I've got to go and take this towel off my head. I'm not worried about a bad hair (I tie my hair back) so much as tangles and the weight of the towel on my fragile little brain. Anyway, gotta go. Deodorant, fine tooth comb, and das T-shirt await.
Tschüs!!!! ^^