Time Happily Wasted
Jan. 8th, 2004 11:11 pmThere are any number of things I should be doing. I owe several people email. I have forms to fill out, and an appalling amount of research to do. Even sleep would be more productive. And yet here I am, fiddling with pictures, making thumbnails and generally feeling dissatisfied with technology. One of my most familiar states.
Today's outing to the Y was both successful (as in, I went, I spent 50 minutes on the treadmill, 15 of which I jogged, and the last few of which I spent going uphill fast enough to get my heart rate above 195) and uneventful. Someone had left a recent copy of Forbes in the women locker room, so I got to read the cover article, which was about growing marijuana, and how big a chunk of the Canadian economy that still-illegal industry constitutes.
I made a batch of brownies, which is a bit of a risk. Roland tends to look at food as something that one should systematically eliminate. I look at food as something than one should always have around in enough quantity to feed unexpected guests or other emergencies. The brownies are a temptation all by themselves, despite the whole wheat, which I have historically managed by storing them in the freezer and removing them one at a time for a little four o'clock cup of coffee and sweet (a habit picked up on last January's excursion). He has been able to let the fig bars sit in the cupboard for days at a time, so I am optimistic.
Tomorrow, despite the cold, I expect I'll be going down to Boston to see a show or shows, I have forgotten which ones. I know I will be wearing wool, because it is going to be even colder tomorrow night.
Today's outing to the Y was both successful (as in, I went, I spent 50 minutes on the treadmill, 15 of which I jogged, and the last few of which I spent going uphill fast enough to get my heart rate above 195) and uneventful. Someone had left a recent copy of Forbes in the women locker room, so I got to read the cover article, which was about growing marijuana, and how big a chunk of the Canadian economy that still-illegal industry constitutes.
I made a batch of brownies, which is a bit of a risk. Roland tends to look at food as something that one should systematically eliminate. I look at food as something than one should always have around in enough quantity to feed unexpected guests or other emergencies. The brownies are a temptation all by themselves, despite the whole wheat, which I have historically managed by storing them in the freezer and removing them one at a time for a little four o'clock cup of coffee and sweet (a habit picked up on last January's excursion). He has been able to let the fig bars sit in the cupboard for days at a time, so I am optimistic.
Tomorrow, despite the cold, I expect I'll be going down to Boston to see a show or shows, I have forgotten which ones. I know I will be wearing wool, because it is going to be even colder tomorrow night.
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Date: 2004-01-10 10:20 am (UTC)the west coast misses you. :)
-shae