Okay, I didn’t wear anything particularly hideous to Wal-Mart today, but I did make a stop there during my half-hour lunch break. I was in desperate need of Coke Zero, or so I thought. I walked and walked and walked. Who knew that the soft drinks were a mile and a half from the entrance? …
Weekend in Review
On Friday night, I laughed a lot thanks to Brian Regan and his brother, then was mildly frustrated by a bartender who thought my drink of choice should be apple-centric. Thanks, man. I was epically lazy on Saturday morning. Then I was suddenly inspired to go through my kitchen cabinets and get rid of unnecessary…
19 Again
As I type this, I’m drinking out of a 2-liter Coke Zero bottle. You’ll see why that’s relevant in a minute. I was going to write this long story about my bad eating habits. Instead, I want to quote something that Scott said last night. I told him about my dinner as my stomach growled…
HGTV Morale Boost
I did get my sick day after all. Sometimes feeling lousy is okay. It’s much better when you’re at home than when you’re at work, anyway. As far as sick days go, yesterday was pretty awesome. I slept about 6 hours more than I normally do, and I spent plenty of time being awake and…
Sick Days Not Taken and Adventurous Laundry Folding
So what’s going on in the small world of libraries and commutes and work days in my neck of the woods? Well, I was planning a glorious sick day after yesterday’s total dud of a Monday, but then I got dressed for a breakfast meeting (not work-related), and by the time I had consumed 4…
This is your brain on Monday.
You remember those commercials from back in the day that say, “This is your brain on drugs,” right? I bet you do. Take away the drugs thing, and that’s how my brain feels today (like a fried/scrambled egg). I took a little nap from 10 PM to about 11:15 PM last night, and my internal…
Getting to Know the Local Wildlife
Peanut and I had a cozy evening yesterday. I gave him a belly rub to console him for the long day alone. He thoroughly enjoyed said belly rub, and life moved along in a standard weeknight way. Right around 11:30, I let Peanut into the back yard for his last fresh air of the evening. …
Small, but valuable. 