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Whoa. Thanks. To what I don't know, but I'm thankful for( cut for long lame recognition of how good I have it )

Hate to sound wacky, but that was a very powerful thought that hit me yesterday - jotted it down.

Yesterday in the gym was...odd. I only benched 185 5 times, but then got another full set of 5 after that. Clearly I could have done more the first time, but was gun-shy after getting STUCK last week. I have work to do. Had a guy notice my strange boutique t-shirt and talk to me about fred/freak.

Glad I didn't go out - waking up feeling a tad under the weather. Odd, I was just sick and for once this weekend I was responsible. Not sure what this is from or why after not being sick for a year I'm whacked twice in such quick succession.

Stayed in last night and ran cables all over to try and get my windows media set up. It mostly seemed to take, but failed because when you use the remote it shows the channel #s going in, but doesn't change the channel. It has to have a good internet connection, so I have to rethink the wiring in my home and get wireless too. I tried to re-set up twice before giving up and watching my videotape of squidbillies and catching the last runway. I guess vista isn't idiot proof after all.

Got slammed with a 2500 credit card bill - a non-tuition record for me. Oops. Retail therapy hurts! Next time pick guns OR computers. Luckily I also got my $500 check from da gummint. Come to think of it, 500 of that 2500 was the new computer, another 225 was a computer I was compensated for, so it's only a tad more than it should have been. Still, yeesh. Good thing I live off of a buffer. Hope this rate cut has an effect on mortgage rates this time - Im' not holding my breath, but if I don't get a chance to refi then life is tightish until 2009 or I'll need to suck up some equity. Do...do I really talk like this?

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Sometimes I'm just amazed by the lack of congruence between my feelings and the reasons for those feelings. Right now I feel surges of romantic bliss...but I'm sitting at my desk listening to xrm (gay dance) on shoutcast while editing/reading the filing of an exception to an arbitrator's award. I'm sick and worried I won't be better tomorrow when I have to report to work regardless. But...I'm happy.

A week ago I was full of misery and rage. Today I'm happy. Nothing has changed.

I can't wait for my vistaprint shirts to arrive so I can see how they fit and order the rest of them that I made. Oh that someone made it possible for me to make my own designs is dangerous. I am not allowed around children...

No point to this post either. LJ is quiet though.

Def going to plan some group trips, or just me trips, to apex. For some reason dancing in gay clubs, even with all the HEY YOU WANNA seems ... comfortable, no pressure.