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First day back.

My apartment is stressing me out. It's very . . . cluttered. My 'room' at my parents' house is so Spartan. And then I come back to all of my stuff. Which I love, but there's a lot of it. In a not-very-large space. But it's mine, so it'll be comfortable again soon. I tidied up a bit this morning, which already helped to make me feel better.

Apparently some of the clutter is not up to Mark's tastes. At least he wasn't a fan of my usual books-spilling-off-shelves 'organization' of my books. So he actually rearranged one of my bookshelves so that, while books are still stacked in places they probably shouldn't be, they're not spilling out of the poor thing. (On one of his visits to check in on the furbabies.)

Walked up to my favorite tea place for the first time since the middle of July. Gone for a month, then broken foot for a month. I missed the place. On the way back down, I stopped to 'chat' with a poodle (and his owner) that looked exactly like I remember Suzie looking way back when. Made me feel a bit nostalgic. I don't seem to see as many poodles her size. More often, I see the large poodles or the tiny toy poodles, but not the medium sized . . .

Then . . . I worked. For several hours. Mind numbing data entry, but it had to get done. I have a shit load of work to do before the quarter starts on the 26th (cries inside). So I'm trying to ease my way into it.

Out of the kindness of her heart (and from being tired of listening to me complain about my weight, no doubt), my mom ordered me a step. Out of the many occasions during which I've had a gym membership, the only time I went regularly was many, many years ago when I took step aerobics classes at some gym in Albany. It's the one kind of exercise I've been able to find that doesn't bore the living hell out of me. Probably because it's not too unlike dance - at least in the sense that you learn steps and routines during each class. So, once my foot feels back to normal, I plan to see if I can convince myself to workout at home a few times a week. We'll see.

Oh! The concert the other night. It was SO much fun! They played for 2 1/2 hours! *shock* For an old dude, Phil can still sing and play those drums. After a 15 minutes drum duo (with another guy who has apparently been playing with them for some time), I was tired for him. We had something like 13th row seats, which were awesome (and expensive). Mom and I didn't know every song, but who cares? It was a great show. I always love going to see bands like that - the crowd is always rather diverse, especially in age. The setlist, for anyone wondering:

Behind The Lines / Duke’s End
Turn It On Again
No Son Of Mine
Land Of Confusion
In The Cage / The Cinema Show / Duke’s Travels
Hold On My Heart
Home By The Sea / Second Home By The Sea
Follow You Follow Me
Firth Of Fifth / I Know What I Like
Throwing It All Away
Drum Duet
Los Endos
Tonight Tonight Tonight (intro)
Invisible Touch

I Can’t Dance
The Carpet Crawlers

Date: 2007-09-15 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gripesofwrath.livejournal.com
This has nothing to do with your post, but I thought you'd enjoy this quote:

I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours.

~ Stephen Roberts

Date: 2007-09-15 02:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] baristababe.livejournal.com
Mark apparently used that exact quote on his father once. It didn't go well.

But I absolutely love it and think it's genius.

Date: 2007-09-15 08:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wyntermoonwolf.livejournal.com
Step was one of the few aerobic exercises I really didn't mind and looking back (it's been nearly 8 years), I actually enjoyed it. I just may follow your cue here.

Be sure to not do just what you need to do to perform the routine, go a little overboard. Take your steps a little wider, hold a weight a little heavy. Your body will both hate and love you for it.

Date: 2007-09-17 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] baristababe.livejournal.com
It's rare that someone can take an exercise cue from me.

Now I just have to get my foot to stop being sore.

Date: 2007-09-17 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wyntermoonwolf.livejournal.com
Of course, taking a cue and following up on it are two different things with me considering that my mental PostIt pad ran out of those little yellow stickies.



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