Waging the war against full justify

LJ is friggin quiet.

This weekend I met my niece for the first time. She's an ok kid - made me feel old, or far more secure than a teen, as I couldn't understand why she needed to constantly IM, take calls, chat, email, and otherwise receive affirmation every 20 seconds. Gave her a laptop for college, while I use this 7 year old steaming pile of dell.

I have started lifting again, but only a little upper body. I'm doing whatever I can that doesn't bother my elbow. Gold's has a neat competition I signed up for - push ups, pull ups (which will kill my elbow but fuckit), sit ups, jump rope, leg press, bench...all done max reps with your own body weight. Sure it's not really strength, but it sounds fun and it's free so I'm going to do it for fun.

Since my dinner friends had a sick member, instead of foods today I did just upper body with abs, came home, and started to put together my protein shake. I broke out the ice, milk, coffee liquor, vodka...I was just starting to uncap the liquor when I realized...yup, I was about to mix a white russian instead of a protein shake. I nearly made a protein shake white russian, but I've done that before and it's funny - but not pleasant. I may return to those white russians later tonight. While playing old video games on my new computer.