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1. I never mentioned that I had a treadmill incident the other night. The treadmill is in my spare room, which is full of crap. Some of this crap is in the form of dismantled boxes that sit behind the treadmill with the box flaps (shut up!) touching the edge of the back of the treadmill. Seeing that I was going along at a brisk walk, I fell back a wee bit and my heels kept hitting the boxes. This gave me the shits. Instead of hopping off the treadmill and moving the boxes, I decided to try and kick them out of the way while I was walking. Turns out this wasn't such a great idea. I still can't remember quite how it happened, but I ended up falling over ON the treadmill and being dragged backwards. I remember picturing myself zooming out the window behind me as it happened. I didn't zoom out the window (lucky - none of the house is actually on the ground, so it's a long drop), but I ended up being pushed into the wall and my fucking pants got stuck on the edge of the machine somehow and my arm got dragged down the walky bit. So now I have a huge fucking graze down my arm and I'm all achy and shit. Paul came into the room (a full 5 minutes after it happened and I was back up and walking) to ask if I was OK. I didn't tell him about it until he noticed the graze the next day. Ha! It was so windy the other night that it woke me up. I lay in bed at 4am giggling to myself about falling off the treadmill. I'm giggling now thinking about it.
2. Paul's going to my work tomorrow to talk to the warehouse supervisor about some casual work for a few weeks. How funny. I'm sure I'll kick myself for mentioning it to either of them, but we'll see how it goes. At least we wouldn't really be working together. We'd probably hardly ever run into eachother, so it's OK. And it's only for a wee while. I told Paul he'd be able to see the Hot New Guy. He said he was going to tell him I thought he was hot. If he does, I'll be writing a post about how I buried Paul in the Blue Mountains National Park (part of which, conveniently, is on Bowen Mountain!).
3. I like cheese a lot, but do not have any at this present time.
4. I like beer a lot, and just happen to be on my fifth out of a six pack. Hoorah!
5. Very windy lately. I went to work late yesterday because we lost power and no power means no water for us. I wasn't going in until I could have a shower. Lucky John The Radio Voiced Supervisor lives in a similar area (but has a generator) and understood. He said his wife was in the shower and had just shampooed her hair and lathered up when the power went out. I made up for it today and went in extra early, god love me.
2. Paul's going to my work tomorrow to talk to the warehouse supervisor about some casual work for a few weeks. How funny. I'm sure I'll kick myself for mentioning it to either of them, but we'll see how it goes. At least we wouldn't really be working together. We'd probably hardly ever run into eachother, so it's OK. And it's only for a wee while. I told Paul he'd be able to see the Hot New Guy. He said he was going to tell him I thought he was hot. If he does, I'll be writing a post about how I buried Paul in the Blue Mountains National Park (part of which, conveniently, is on Bowen Mountain!).
3. I like cheese a lot, but do not have any at this present time.
4. I like beer a lot, and just happen to be on my fifth out of a six pack. Hoorah!
5. Very windy lately. I went to work late yesterday because we lost power and no power means no water for us. I wasn't going in until I could have a shower. Lucky John The Radio Voiced Supervisor lives in a similar area (but has a generator) and understood. He said his wife was in the shower and had just shampooed her hair and lathered up when the power went out. I made up for it today and went in extra early, god love me.