![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Nov. 24th, 2015 07:50 amSomething about this website, when viewed on my work computer, causes an authentication box to come up each and every time I load or move from a page. Something here wants to download an ap or other background program and our security shuts it down. I'm glad security is on, but I wish I could tell this website NO once and shut it the fuck up.
I'm in a huge state of slow relief after filing a mammoth-to me closing brief on a big case. I worked that case for most of my life for most of a month, and now I just have to wait for the AJ's decision. It feels good - I know I did the best I could. I wish my best was better, really, but I'm working on that. I can say, at least, I could not have done more and I may have overworked it. This is a strange feeling from someone who identifies themselves as lazy. I really feel like when I work hard it's really just to do so under controlled conditions to avoid having to work harder later under uncontrolled conditions.
I've been more active in fb. I'm so happy my holiday post got so many likes and 3 shares. Lame, huh? (see, that's affirmation seeking right there, amirite?)
I'm slightly sad about the gym - my elbow is screaming at me, wake up from sleep pain now. The only thing I can think of as a cause is the deadlift. I want a strong grip, but not a broken elbow. I was trying to do bicep curls to strengthen the area (my god an actual reason to do curls) but here I be. Otherwise the gym has been going well - less pain in my back on DLs as I fixed my form, squat reached 335 a pb, so I'm not sure what to do yet. Still haven't bought shoes but I keep looking. Everyone has those addidas shoes and the price is right, but they're narrow and I have wide duck feet.
Last night Jordan called me, drunk I think, joking about when I wanted to move into my home. He's paid for the combo-boiler-hotwaterheater but the firm is being nonresponsive and hasn't shipped it. Still, the upstairs floors need redoing so I'm not eager to move in - he thinks I can move in and redoing the floors is no big deal while I'm there, "just take a weekend off." Otherwise the upstairs is painted, brick wall cleaned (just needs shinygoo), doors are going up, the guest bath is switches, a sink, and bars/vanity away from being done; masterbath is in a similar state, and the closets will need doors and shelves etc. The main floor still is pending a floor (the other, or only, reason Jordan called was to reconfirm using a pattern "in 3s" on the kitchen floor tiles), all counters and fixtures, and the living room floor...from scratch. Xmas? I don't even think so.
I feel like one of those paradise birds that makes a fake house to try and lure a female, showing what a great builder I am so won't my offspring be successful! So my fake house isn't even done. Veronica signed up for a short run/race; perhaps that's her signal that she's inspected my house, found it lacking, hence too my seed material, and she's set up a formal event to run away from me / leave me behind. That's the drawback to these smart birds.
I'm in a huge state of slow relief after filing a mammoth-to me closing brief on a big case. I worked that case for most of my life for most of a month, and now I just have to wait for the AJ's decision. It feels good - I know I did the best I could. I wish my best was better, really, but I'm working on that. I can say, at least, I could not have done more and I may have overworked it. This is a strange feeling from someone who identifies themselves as lazy. I really feel like when I work hard it's really just to do so under controlled conditions to avoid having to work harder later under uncontrolled conditions.
I've been more active in fb. I'm so happy my holiday post got so many likes and 3 shares. Lame, huh? (see, that's affirmation seeking right there, amirite?)
I'm slightly sad about the gym - my elbow is screaming at me, wake up from sleep pain now. The only thing I can think of as a cause is the deadlift. I want a strong grip, but not a broken elbow. I was trying to do bicep curls to strengthen the area (my god an actual reason to do curls) but here I be. Otherwise the gym has been going well - less pain in my back on DLs as I fixed my form, squat reached 335 a pb, so I'm not sure what to do yet. Still haven't bought shoes but I keep looking. Everyone has those addidas shoes and the price is right, but they're narrow and I have wide duck feet.
Last night Jordan called me, drunk I think, joking about when I wanted to move into my home. He's paid for the combo-boiler-hotwaterheater but the firm is being nonresponsive and hasn't shipped it. Still, the upstairs floors need redoing so I'm not eager to move in - he thinks I can move in and redoing the floors is no big deal while I'm there, "just take a weekend off." Otherwise the upstairs is painted, brick wall cleaned (just needs shinygoo), doors are going up, the guest bath is switches, a sink, and bars/vanity away from being done; masterbath is in a similar state, and the closets will need doors and shelves etc. The main floor still is pending a floor (the other, or only, reason Jordan called was to reconfirm using a pattern "in 3s" on the kitchen floor tiles), all counters and fixtures, and the living room floor...from scratch. Xmas? I don't even think so.
I feel like one of those paradise birds that makes a fake house to try and lure a female, showing what a great builder I am so won't my offspring be successful! So my fake house isn't even done. Veronica signed up for a short run/race; perhaps that's her signal that she's inspected my house, found it lacking, hence too my seed material, and she's set up a formal event to run away from me / leave me behind. That's the drawback to these smart birds.
