Heh. See, it would be impossible for me to run any less than I presently do! But...this does seem to be a very user-friendly plan to get a person into running, and I've talked to another lass over on my WeightLoss forum who started the program when she weighed a bit more than me - and now, a year later, in addition to having lost a shitload of weight she is LOVING the running, and big into the whole exercise thing. Which is rather encouraging.

We'll see. I need to try hard to make time for the gym, and not let stupid things prevent me from getting my ass down there.

Anyway, yes - once I actually CAN run, I've got Lumpini Park just round the corner, which is a lovely place to go running. (Or to do outdoor aerobics, Tai Chi, use the open air gym etc etc)

(In my case I really can't blame the weather for my failure to go out running! But I'm starting to work on it.)

I have to leave for work in 1/2 hour or so. I will miss the thread closure olympics.

Harvey the cat is draped over my shoulder purring. This makes it hard to eat my oatmeal.

Oh dear. Filk coming on.

Sometimes it's hard to eat your oatmeal,
with all the love of boneless cats...
And when they're whiny, saying 'you never feed me.'
but after all, that's like a cat.

Stand by your cat
Give it a perch to cling to
And do the things that cats do
Then you won't be feelin' lonely...

Stand by your cat...

It is grey and rainy and chill today. I am supposed to go walk with a friend in her St. Pat's Day Parade...um, it's not a booth since we're walking but since I've had 1 sip of coffee, I don't know what the hell to call it. Section? She's running for state rep.

But it's the first day of Spring Break, so I am happy. I have of of my best gf's bday to do tonight, so we're all going out! Fun! I may get drunk and naughty. (Although, it seems every time I plan this lately, I get tipsy and boring.)

I like Spike's Bitches 40: thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness.

I like "Thrown together...."

I'm so excited. It looks like I'm going to have bluebirds nesting in the back yard. Cross your fingers that they don't think the dog brings down the neighborhood.

That one was the closest I could find that fit the number 40.

Ok, really going to work now.

Sigh.

I like thrown together too. Noted in Bureaucrazy.

Ginger, I saw quite the mess in Atlanta this morning! Was there any damage near you?

That's sweet, Ginger. MO doesn't have bluebirds (at least my part of MO) but my mom and dad usually have some sparrows that come back every spring and nest in one of the old hanging baskets on the back deck.

It's about 2 feet from the door the dog goes out to the yard, and they don't seem to mind. And mom and dad can stand at the kitchen door and coo at the little birds. It's something they really hope happens every spring.

Gronk. TCG has a nasty cold. I was so tired yesterday that I fell and banged up my knee just trying to walk. We're supposed to be seeing TCG's stepbrother today and we're both just want to stay in bed. Speaking of which, is there a nice way of saying, ''Sorry, but none of us can afford the restaurant you picked out for dinner.'' T is supposed to join us and we looked at the menus last night and both freaked out.

I like Thrown together and Daddy and the hammer, and will happily vote that whichever doesn't make 40 should be 41.

ION...huh. One of my now-ex-co-workers came to Hec's reading last night (the reading itself went very, very well). I'd invited her ages ago because she'd mentioned to me that she owned a copy of Hec's bubblegum book and loved it (she'd just moved to SF and was unpacking her books, came across the bubblegum book, and said, "Hey, didn't that new chick at the office say her husband was a writer?"), but I thought that since I'd been FUCKING SACKED there was no way she'd actually show.

But she did, all cute in little pigtails and a kind smile, and after the reading she gave me some info about the job that I wish I'd had before. Like, that it wasn't actually open for a full year before they hired me, but that I was the fourth person in the past year to take it. ("I know one of the other three got fired because she went out to lunch on her second day and came back drunk, but the other two were completely normal"). She herself now has half my job, another person has the other half, and all the admins are wandering around muttering, "Trust no one."

Blech. Three previous permanent hires in less than a year is a pretty damn big red flag. But the kind of red flag that it's nigh impossible to find out about ahead of time.

I've now got a good healthy rage-on against the ex-bosses, which is nice, but now I also miss the other admin people and their spicy brains and stripy tights and secret quirky artsiness.