In case you were wondering....

http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/2007/06/03/when-phds-get-frustrated/

Just sayin...

A red heirloom tomato with a bit of salt is amazingly tasty.

Well...

I got my explanation.

Kinda.

Suffice to say I was dumped.

I still say I'm on the DL but I'm up for batting practice. I have a date tomorrow night. If nothing else comes of it, I missed out on the gym but got to have dinner outside of the apartment.

Dinner tonight:

Quinoa mixed with lemon juice, dried cranberries, and mandarin oranges. Yummy. Oh yeah, and a beer.

I'm on the prowl for more recipes for quinoa.

EDIT:
I found and made a recipe using black beans as a major ingredient. It tastes like a chili. Yummy! I have lunch for tomorrow and have found a cheap side (or main) dish to add to my r'epertoire. Hooray for healthy food!

Just 'cause

1. Gossipping ::
girls

2. Misplaced ::
items

3. Spaceship ::
sweet

4. Ignore ::
me

5. Bodily ::
functions

6. Tweezers ::
silver

7. Goodnight ::
moon

8. Curls ::
CJB (she had the prettiest ringlet curls when she was 2 or 3)

9. Faucet ::
drip

10. Right? ::
left? Sideways!!

http://subliminal.lunanina.com

I like the idea of lists. It's a good way to clean out your head; get the things that have been rattling around out on to paper where it will sit in peace. It's nice to cross items off of a list. It's disappointing to see things not get crossed off (or watch the thing grow, seemingly out of control) but it's a visual reminder that I tend to need at times. I've noticed that I work with piles, it annoys me but apparently I operate ok with them. I have a nifty little stack o' stuff on my desk at work right now. I go through it about once a month and try to figure out what gets filed, round filed, or left there 'cause I'm not sure where it should go.

I found this particular list through her site. I've been going to the spinning classes at my gym for more months than I thought I would. Biscuit teaches this form of torture in her neck of the woods. I enjoy hearing about the class from a teacher's perspective. Biscuit is a mini-hero of mine because she rides a real bike as well as a 'spinning' bike. I'm too chicken to go out on a real road. I have this thing about my perceived lack of balance. Asphalt and physics can make for a neat combination of pain and road-rash. Between Biscuit, my friend Hover and my enjoyment of spinning; I'm actually thinking about seeing what it takes to get certified to teach spinning. I have no idea if I will actually do this, it could sit in my head like my ideas of moving back to the great northwet or joining the USNR or getting another tattoo.

Maybe I should make a list of what to do first.

No words.

I just found out that the child of a good friend of mine has been diagnosed with autism.

Err...

I filled the prescription the doctor gave me. It's got a fun-looking dosing schedule. I'm still debating on taking it or just waiting this thing out.