Work. Pfft.Sunday I woke up rigid with pain so that nixed aikido in the morning. I sat around for a while, then began helping Keith with the remaining furniture that required assembly. We have definitely been IKEA'd. After a bit, I swung over to Walmart to buy some large storage bins and we got to work sorting and re-boxing things in the guest room ( Read more... )

Yesterday really sucked, though I got done on time. I cut my mail down to first and second class, even rooting through the tubs marked 1st to pull out 3rd. There was over ten feet of mail at my case when I left, with half of C10. For those of you who don't remember, that's my former, long-ass, walking route ( Read more... )

I had another pivot on Saturday but it turned into a bump. I can't say I cared ( Read more... )

There was a dog loose in the stairwell of our apartment building. I discovered this when it bumped my legs from behind and licked my calves. I ordered it firmly to stay inside when I left because it tried to follow me. That was just strange ( Read more... )

Carried half of C17 again. Whatevers.

After work, I went to the stable and rode Allie western again. The instructor made more baffled comments about me improving by leaps and bounds every class. I made lots of tiny irregular polygons circles and probably confused the fuck out of Allie ( Read more... )

I worked eight hours, the weather was balmy and I had a douchebag moment. It was both baffling and, at the last moment, amusing. Now, everyone here knows that when I say douchebag, I'm referring to a resident who habitually, knowingly blocks his or her box. So the two important things to remember before I start this story is that a) I dismount for ( Read more... )

Yesterday and today were nearly identical: boiling hot and I had half of C17, except I went to the dojo the latter day. I managed to hurt my thumb doing unfamiliar bokken kata. I warned the sensei when he called me up to demonstrate but he didn't go quite slow enough for me to figure out the correct counter. He seemed to feel pretty bad about it.

It looked like I was going to have an eight hour day but then Puddin' called saying an ODL carrier needed help so it turned into nine hours. *sigh ( Read more... )

Man, I can't believe I forgot to mention getting a new passport (hush, it's not paranoia), the asshat who threw a rock at my windshield from the overpass and being kneed in the throat (so that's what that feels like). You really do wind up briefly paralyzed by an inability to inhale and gag at the same time. Fascinating ( Read more... )

There was some powerful rain and I had to withhold some of my circulars (cut yet more mail) to make eight hours. Then I went to aikido. One of the sensei more or less aimed the entire class at me which was disconcerting.