Author: Craig

Picking up my sister from the Airport tonight, getting ready for Siouxsie Tomorrow night!
This show will be my 11th time (if you don’t count the Creatures — If you do, it would be 15.)
Yippie Skippy!

After a lunch workout I feel much better. Damn the scale! as long as I get a smaller waist and feel good, right?

Right?

😀

Can you have two Mondays?
Still 230 lbs, so I’m a bit dejected. Pants are looser, so it’s likely muscle gain that kept me at the same weight, but still. I’d like some progress.
Also I’m feeling socially bad because there are these great Anti-war Palestinian demonstrations going on in SF and I so want to be there to do my part in fighting the good fight, and also show the media that we’re all not behind the current administration’s “look the other way cause they’re our friends” poor excuse for foreign policy.
Hm. Maybe sometime in the future I can live out my activist tendencies. Perhaps I’ll look into volunteering locally tutoring kids in science. That’s a constructive way to give back.

Blah.

I’m in a daily operations meeting that is soooooo boring (by phone) . I’m on mute, and I don’t have to talk unless we have had issues, which we haven’t, so I get to sit and listen to a bunch of Minnesotans chat about crap. Oooh yaaa. You’re darn tootin’.

Hi ho.
Back at work and I wonder where the weekend went. Got some new books & tunes in the city on Saturday, did some house & yard work on Sunday. We put up a nice bookshelf in the Glamour Room for the Rock CDs, and now we have all the CDs put away and in order. Whew! with the new 8 we got on Sunday, we still need about 75+ before we break 1,000. Maybe by Christmas. We need to grow our dance/trance/house section, Classical section, and Ambient section.
Ugh. I can’t face work just yet, so I think I’ll diddle around websites and stuff for a while.

Oh boy did that suck. I was absolutely horrible. I loved every minute of it. Cliche and trite, bad acting all around. Ahhhh. Makes me think of 80’s bad sword and sorcery movies. Pure cheese.

So I’m home and for some unknown reason I’m all pissed cranky. Can’t figure it out, nothing is obviously bothering me. Hmmm. Just feel like breaking things. Very strange. I think I need some bloody red meat from tortured cows. That should fix things right up! Thank you cows!

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Well, thank if is finally Friday. Less than a week to Siouxsie, and a potentially fun weekend ahead. I wonder what plans we have for tonight? If we go to see Scorpion King tonight, (LucasFilm has a free showing tomorrow morning at 9:30am) it will cost us, but we can sleep in tomorrow. Hmm. We’ll see if Heather will think it’s a good idea.
Still sore from working out/racquetball every day this week. More Racquetball today, I think. I am most likely becoming obsessed with working out. I suppose there are worse things to become obsessed with, like infomercials or something.

While listening to Cypress Hill, I said “See, Heather — Weed is a gateway drug. It made me like Rap.”

I had to then immediately post it.

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