My Sweet Pee?

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This line of advertising was apparently in response to the email string between Ray and I about meetings, shoes, DVD purchases, plans for the day, and a trip in a few weeks. Oh, and a brief line about what the dog did on her walk today.

Wigman

This calls for chocolate

Ray starts his new job today, six months after the Old Company's dramatic crash landing (there were no survivors). Downside = he's working for The Man again. Upside = The Man has benefits. Literally...benefits, and regular paychecks! Woohooo!

I celebrated with a Cadberry Cream Egg.

The problem with running

I don't like running and it doesn't like me.

The other day at the gym, I kept track of how many things contributed to my dislike of spending time on the treadmill when both feet lift off the rubber track. First, my right achilles and calf begin to ache. Then my left arch starts to yowl. Then the pad of my right foot has something to say. Shortly thereafter, the contents of my abdominal region begin to shift around, sending messages to the brain that I need to stop right now and take care of some things. Then my hair flips into my eyes and I start the mantra that I'm trying to avoid: "Hate this. Hate this."

It doesn't help that right at this moment they're showing how to deep fry a corndog on the Food Network directly in front of me. All I need is some exhaust fumes to inhale and some lint to eat...mmm, heaven.

Seen last night

Bored salesman decked out for picking up some "babes" at Ocean Shores, or the beer garden at Nascar. At the bar alone, no one talks to him and he gets drunker. He finally leaves. Fun to watch though.

Seen yesterday

Is it a hat? Is it a headband? Whatever it is, I think the "fur" came from the set of Fraggle Rock, now available on eBay.

...and in my free time, I like to make my own breakfast cereal...

Today, in between classes...

Me: Anyone want some Chex Mix?

S: Sure!

Gum Chomper: Yeah! Thanks!

[crunch-crunch-crunch]

S: This is good.

GC: Yeah, did you make this yourself?

Me: Uh-huh. Made two big bags of it.

GC: Wow! That's incredible!

[crunch-crunch-crunch]

GC: So, like, how did you do it?

Me: Oh you know, a little butter, a little Worcestershire...

GC: No, I mean, how did you make these little squares? They're all, like, perfect.

Me: It's cereal...you know, Chex.

GC: Oh...I get it.

J: Yeah, why are you spending your time making your own cereal when you should be studying...

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