Pants

"Don't worry, I'm not a pervert, I'm wearing another pair of pants," the man said as he undid his brown leather belt to expose another brown leather belt of a slightly different shade. The contents of his pockets, well, half of his pockets, were strewn on the counter. He looked homeless and he acted high, but his savings account had sufficient money to qualify him as any random person. But most random people don't have two pairs of jeans on.

Just wanted to get this down. I'll finish it soon.

Jogging, Birthday, Murderer

I went jogging with Virginia tonight and I nearly died. I don't know how far we went but it was too far. Then, since I'm a genius, when we came home I decided to eat edamame with a ton of salt, which dehydrated me so badly that I had the worst headache that I've had in my entire life. Exercising is awesome, right?

It was my dad's birthday yesterday so we went out for dinner last night and Virginia and I went to lunch and a movie with them today. We saw the new Clint Eastwood movie Gran Torino. It is fantastic. It is crushingly hilarious and very poignant. I'm not going to talk about the plot because I don't want to ruin it for anybody, but you should definitely go see it.

Work is going to kill me this week. Work tries to kill my every week. My job is trying to kill me. I've been seriously contemplating pursuing a career as a college professor. The varying work schedule, closer relation to my interests, and summers off seem like they would be right up my alley. Research will be done.

This post wasn't as meaningful as I'd hoped, but it's a start.

Quick Update

The last three weeks have been hell at work. I've been putting in 12-13 hour days, so I haven't exactly been motivated to do anything except sit on my arse when I get home. Not too much has changed, but I'll put out a worthwhile blog over the weekend. Check back Monday. Thanks for still checking.