Hokay.
So, this thing happened wherein my lovely bank, the bastards, decided that my debit purchase at Pitaya was unusualy for my account and they put an effing hold on my card. During this hold my domain name was set to automatically renew . . . . which it could not do because it could not charge my card. As such, my domain has now lapsed and I have been returned unceremoniously to the blogspot world.
The address here will be: www.ordinarycircus.blogspot.com for the foreseeable future.
Dammnit it all anyways.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
nip/tuck, boot camps and more!
Still working on that getting healthy thing. So far, so good. I feel like I'm eating in a more healthy fashion - at least, I'm more aware of my hunger and I tend to over-eat less. However, I did have a huge plate of nachos last night - you win some, you lose some.
I'm watching nip/tuck obsessively and have come to the conclusion that plastic surgery rarely looks as good as its meant to. And so, to ward off any lingering fantasies of a lipo-fixing everything-lunchtime procedure I've signed up for a boot camp. Of course, the pre-req is being able to run a mile so. . . . . you know, it'll be awhile before I attend class.
Speaking of class! I haven't given up on writing, those programs are still waiting and Boston is still calling, but! to pass the time, I've signed up for an entrepreneurial class. I avoided all business/math/accounting/economic-esque classes my entire life; however, the older I get the more I think it's probably smart of have a small idea of what it takes to run my own life.
This post is extraordinarily boring, maybe because I just finished an awful book about an amazing kid: Dove.
This kid, at 16, circumnavigated the world in an abysmally small sailboat, got married, had a kid and moved to Montana. In 6 years. Pretty outstanding, except that the book was horrid. Boring, cliched and written as if dictated by one of my mother's third graders. I was more entertained by the Wiki article about the same boy than the book which I finished in two evenings. Back to Bill Bryson, I guess.
I'm watching nip/tuck obsessively and have come to the conclusion that plastic surgery rarely looks as good as its meant to. And so, to ward off any lingering fantasies of a lipo-fixing everything-lunchtime procedure I've signed up for a boot camp. Of course, the pre-req is being able to run a mile so. . . . . you know, it'll be awhile before I attend class.
Speaking of class! I haven't given up on writing, those programs are still waiting and Boston is still calling, but! to pass the time, I've signed up for an entrepreneurial class. I avoided all business/math/accounting/economic-esque classes my entire life; however, the older I get the more I think it's probably smart of have a small idea of what it takes to run my own life.
This post is extraordinarily boring, maybe because I just finished an awful book about an amazing kid: Dove.
This kid, at 16, circumnavigated the world in an abysmally small sailboat, got married, had a kid and moved to Montana. In 6 years. Pretty outstanding, except that the book was horrid. Boring, cliched and written as if dictated by one of my mother's third graders. I was more entertained by the Wiki article about the same boy than the book which I finished in two evenings. Back to Bill Bryson, I guess.
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