If I can just hold on a little over 2 months, I'll be good to go. After the LOST series finale, the reasons to stay alive will be cut by something like 42%. Love it.
I've been doing more rewatches lately, and research, and discussions with others, etc. I was especially stoked to listen to Chuck Klosterman and Bill Simmons wax poetic on LOST for about 30 minutes in a recent podcast. The stuff dreams are made of.
I've put more years into LOST than I did college. So, vis-a-vis, I feel the same sort of investment. Probably more because LOST helped me get through college.
Not a bad weekend this. Some good Crawfish Festival fun as usual. And I even mixed in some moderation there, so I got that going for me.
So moderate, in fact, that I was able to run my 6 miles this morning, and then do some weights and additional cardio. And it's not even 5. Having no job would be great. Just hang out all day, think about things, exercise and the like.
I've made something like 4 friends recently, so I got that going for me.
I was throwing around the football yesterday, and slipped and scraped up my hands on the road, so I got that going against me.
There's nothing like throwing the old pigskin around. Sometimes I think I still have a chance to be an NFL quarterback. What, with all my Madden practice and strategic superiority.
Sundays are boring without the NFL. Almost hellacious. Good thing LOST is on during Spring.
I had to get this sucker at the Verizon store to give me a new Droid because mine stopped taking charge. He was the worst worker ever. I should have plunged a dagger into his chest.
3 more months of work and my 401k contributions are vested. I love my 401k. It's a good solid rock to the all-in gambles my stock playing is. To the moon.
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