I really want to buy a slow cooker. Does that mean I'm officially a grown up?
People who talk loudly on the bus annoy me. Especially when it's the morning bus. And especially when they are talking to me.
Facebook is sort of fun, but I don't entirely understand it. I just recently started to understand how myspace works, but Facebook is harder. Does this make me old? It's kind of scary that there are thirteen year olds who know more about computers than I do.
I was thinking about making some New Year's resolutions. Did I put the apostrophe in the right place on "Year's"? Today I was at the supermarket and one of the aisles was labeled "Sock's". That is not right. The aisle does not belong to Sock.
Anyway, I was thinking about making some resolutions, but I heard on the news that most people don't follow through on their resolutions past February. So I thought maybe I should make some resolutions that are easy to keep. Sure, I want to lose 15 pounds, eat better, go to the gym more often. And as easy as it really is to stop stuffing my face all the time and commit 30 minutes a day to aerobic exercise, I have little faith that I can actually follow through on that.
So what resolutions are feasible? Not crossing the street against the light? I crossed against the light 4 times today. Curbing my road rage? That would be difficult. Driving is the only time I ever swear. I need that outlet.
I think I've decided on the old standard of "Try Something New". I'm thinking tennis. The only time I ever played tennis was in high school gym. It could be fun.
I hate running into people I know at the gym. Many people I work with go to my gym, so I tend to see people I know almost every time I work out (which honestly is not that often). I hate talking to people when I'm all sweaty and gross and wearing workout clothes. I also don't enjoy seeing other people when they are sweaty and gross and wearing workout clothes.
Okay, that's all the randomness I have in me tonight. I just don't have the energy to edit or devote time to any one of those thoughts. And I really suck at endings. I always want to figure out some cute, pithy way to end a post and it NEVER HAPPENS. Bleh.
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4 comments:
Trish, you're a genius. What the hell are you doing in insurance?
Why do you mock me?
Why do you assume I was being sarcastic? I wasn't! For the record, I will never visit your knitting 'blog again. No offense. I just have no interest. So in OR Trail were you usually the banker from Ohio? I always seemed to die from dysentery for some reason...
Hey, just end your posts with one of your catch phrases, like "Bleh" or "Yar".
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