Oh, random funny: earlier tonight, a coworker asked me if I'd ever heard of TWoP. I do tend to think of her as a little me.

I'll just keep posting...

The ridiculous ending montage of the OC totally made me tear up, LIKE A SUCKER.

I just watched CSI--I like it when they play coy with the Sara/Gil relationship, but that ending was just a tad too precious.

Oh, I did manage to get over to the pool after work, and did the full 15 laps (half backstroke, other half front) and five minutes of kicking (which not only got my butt sore, but also had my inner thighs crying by the time I was done). I think I'll be sleeping goooood tonight!

Kathy, you are making me miss swimming. I used to do an hour plus in the pool, cranking it out. A couple miles, I think. Had shoulders like you wouldn't believe and made clothes a pain but I felt at home (mostly crawl except for warm up and cool down. Those were mostly ..erm, I forgot the name. The froggish things.)

It was so much easier when the pool was en route.

Holy crap, my eyelid is spazzing out. Kinda freaky.

Holy crap, my eyelid is spazzing out. Kinda freaky.

Every once in a while mine does that. Yeah, freaky.

I'm told it is stress. Except all of the immediate stress factors that usually prompt it are gone. My backs been tightening up too, crawling and waking me up. It's annoying. I'm getting physiological stress reactions during no obvious * stress. Blast.

* unobvious is just my general sitch. Which shouldn't do this. But maybe it is. Or maybe it's the fact I really need a dentist and it's making me whacko.

Eyelid thing happens to me when I'm over-tired, too.

And...

Happy Birthday, Laura!

I hate it when my eyelid spasms like that.

This swimming is great, but today was the first time I made it a point to get my head facedown into the water while doing the crawl. On Tuesday, I kept just moving it from side to side instead of sticking it in the water--lazyass swimming "technique," but I was never good in the crawl. My backstroke is much better; I get the arms fully extended and windmilling really good when I'm in a grove. Since I had so much submersion tonight, I noticed that my eyes are a bit sore from the chlorine, so I'll have to pick up some goggles and maybe noseplugs, since I kept sniffing in water and coughing. But I refuse to wear a cap--always hated those!! My hair's short enough not to need one.

sarameg: eyelid cancer.

I am sad about sarameg's imminent demise, but I am also doing my taxes. You all know how I love TurboTax, but for some reason it was less fun this year when they decided I should itemize deductions. Also they never offered to pull information from my old returns-- I liked when they did that. It made me feel like I was Living In the Future!

Dude, I come in second to taxes! Curse bon's taxes!