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Stressed - 2004-06-27 Nick at Nite - 2004-06-25 Think Good Thoughts! - 2004-06-22 Turning Weakness Into Strength - 2004-06-20 Appearance - 2004-06-20 2003-06-27 - 1:59 a.m. - Wedding / Tummy It was a long day today...not particularly exciting, as I spent all of it at work, but it was okay. I think I put too much into it in the first hour, because by 5, I was so ready to be done. But oh well...I survived...had a couple of good laughs along the way. Only had to be manager-y once, and I think it went alright. I'm told I talk too fast on the drive speaker. But people understand me, so it's okay then...right? Trip to Minot this weekend for a wedding. I'm not really looking forward to it, I'm sorry to say. Not that it's not going to be nice to see some old friends, but they're kind of from a different life, you know? While they're awesome people, and they've helped me a lot--many of them, more than they'll ever know...it's just not going to be the same. I'm different. They're going to be different. Things change, and that can suck. This particular crowd is going to draw in some people from this aforementioned life that I'd also rather not deal with, so I think my presence at this wedding is going to be somewhat short-lived. I think I need to do something about this tummy of mine (whoa--topic change! I'm a crazy guy, I tell ya...). I'm not a chubby guy, really, but man...I could stand to get into shape a little. I was doing good for awhile--when it warmed up, I was running a couple laps around the ol' track before work. I felt pretty good too--all except the knees, of course...I really need good running shoes. I miss running. I used to do a lot of running. Now, I do a lot of driving...a whole lot of driving. Last time I was home, I took a good look at my dad, and holy hanna...that was a scary look into my scruffy future, so it might be best to take care of some of the physical issues while there's still time (IF there's still time...yikes!!). I thought about getting a membership at the gym my roommate goes to...I don't remember a time in my life when I've spent so much time laughing at myself, though...but perhaps I should. It would help in the winter. Not that walking in sub-zero temperatures isn't my idea of fun or anything...but yessum. Okee, again, enough brain garbage for one night. Have yourself one lovely evening, and a great day. P.S. I think my roommate's a mad scientist...you should hear him laugh! The apartment is a-bust with evil activity from across the living room.
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