Mundane
I read a lot of people's blogs. Mostly, I don't let them know I read their stuff because I'm just horribly shy, even online. I almost never comment or tag, and I link sparingly. But I just thought to myself today, oh what the heck. So I was reading
her blog and I chanced upon an entry about
Lolita that reminded me of something that happened at work. I was reading the book during lunch hour and my officemate asked, "What are you reading?" "Lolita." "Is it a love story?" Afer a long pause debating on whether to bring pedophilia into the conversation and deciding on the negative, I said, "Um, kind of." My sister and I just about killed ourselves laughing about that one.
Which reminds me. I had a fight with my sister (We always tend to have a fight when we do the laundry.) so I'm locking myself in the computer room with a TV dinner to avoid having to sit with her on the couch. Those
Stouffer's things are amazing. Of course some of those pop-in-the-microwave meals taste horrible and are stuffed with sodium, but come on, if you're too lazy to cook, you don't really have a right to complain.
I got
this link from
cheesedip and I've spent more or the less the past hour looking over Toby Morris' personal page and my absolute favorites are the ones of
Jesus, Washington, and Lincoln and the two Egyptian guys pretending to be mummies.
Today, I am sleeping at 10 o'clock (and am already late) because tomorrow, tomorrow I'm waking up at 6 a.m. to go to the gym! I met with my personal trainer (I never thought I'd one day say that word) yesterday, and today I told her I'm meeting with her for the last time next Saturday because I can't afford any more of this personal trainer nonsense (I didn't tell her that last bit, though). This is totally out of character for me (and thus I find the whole thing somewhat funny) and I'm actually terrified at the idea of being toned (ew!) but I thought it would be good for the huffing and puffing on subway transfers and the wimpiness. And also it would force me to wake up earlier and maybe I'll finally be able to get to work on time.
Wish me luck!
{When the Wind Blows, Dear Nora}
