"well I have a cold." "so you hear b's as r's?"
I have an interview Friday at a bar, and one at BSC in a few weeks. The one at BSC probably makes the most sense since it's right down the street so I can walk, and I'd get a free membership. More saving money. I haven't heard back from the dog place, so I can only guess that she's not interested in taking me on part time. That really sucks.
I had a dream last night. It was one of those "real" ones that when you wake up it hurts (or sometimes feels good, depending on the dream). What bothered me about this is that it was about Amanda. I remember a few things: I was at a wedding that apparently was Jason Haigh's, only I later found out it wasn't his. It was at a school that also had a hotel on top of it, which was really umass. Prior to the wedding I was moving in to the dell with people, and we set things up nicely (anyone that saw the common areas of places I lived know that nothing was "nicely" set up. There was nothing at all). After setting up, I went up to my room and Amanda stopped by. I remember doing everything I could to give her the cold shoulder, but ended up agreeing on watching a movie with her. I remember her saying "hold on a second, I'm going to get naked". Apparently I didn't like the movies so I went downstairs to the wedding, only it was the high school, and some of it had prisoners in it. I talked to Jason, but he was the only person I noticed. He informed me that he wasn't getting married, so I decided to go back upstairs. I guess there was no way to get upstairs, but luckily I had a magic book that would telaport me if I used it properly. I guess I had to go into a bathroom that had a urinal that had an electronic counter on it. Once I said the floor, I closed my eyes, and was transported up to my room, which was now a hotel room, not a room at umass.
She was there, topless, in bed, watching a movie. Then that's all I remember. I know, just as it was getting good. So, why does this bother me? Well apparently at somepoint in the dream I asked her why she didn't visit me. Her response was "because I signed the Itap agreement,and we couldn't see each other within one year of one of us graduating". Well, the Itap agreement is a contract people sign at work, but that's not what upset me, rather that my mind won't let it drop. But I think I know why.
It's hard to just forget about the most monumental sex you've ever had. I realized over time it wasn't just the sex, but the experience, and since then it hasn't been duplicated. Like in Annie Hall when Woody Allen is trying to recreate experiences with new girls, like cooking lobster, and it just isn't working out, I guess that's what it's like. Don't get me wrong, I've had some very nice experiences since then, but I guess everything else just worked out back then.
That's what my life is missing, those random moments that end up creating wonderful memories, even if it includes horrible people. I do have some great memories, and they still give me tingly feelings, but I just haven't felt something that was so..well intense. At least for me. I think I'd like one, or a billion more of those.
My body is tired. We switched from a powerlifting to bodybuilding workout. It's pretty tiring. Plus now I'm doing cardio at least 3 days a week. I feel like with this I'll see results quickly, and then it will taper off. That's usually what happens. Still, it's a good feeling to look around the gym and see that not only am I one of the strongest people there, but I also have better form than just about everyone.
The downside, my left hand started hurting yesterday. It shouldn't have been since that's where I got my injection, but doing close grip bench of 155 it started tingling A LOT from my fingers to just below my wrist. It's a little scary. I had to stop, lower the weight an awful lot and finish the set. It's not that I couldn't do 155, but that my hand started giving out on me. It ended up being useless when we were doing a simple standing grip exercise. The shitty part is that if the exercise and shots don't work, the only option left really is surgery. Sure I'll get paid time off (workman's comp), but it will seriously effect my workout, and I'm sure I'd get pretty depressed being alone all day for however long until my wrist/hands heal. I'll see what the doctor says when I see him at the end of the month.
At this point, all I really want is to be healthy. No more foot, hand, and back problems please.
Thank you.
I had a dream last night. It was one of those "real" ones that when you wake up it hurts (or sometimes feels good, depending on the dream). What bothered me about this is that it was about Amanda. I remember a few things: I was at a wedding that apparently was Jason Haigh's, only I later found out it wasn't his. It was at a school that also had a hotel on top of it, which was really umass. Prior to the wedding I was moving in to the dell with people, and we set things up nicely (anyone that saw the common areas of places I lived know that nothing was "nicely" set up. There was nothing at all). After setting up, I went up to my room and Amanda stopped by. I remember doing everything I could to give her the cold shoulder, but ended up agreeing on watching a movie with her. I remember her saying "hold on a second, I'm going to get naked". Apparently I didn't like the movies so I went downstairs to the wedding, only it was the high school, and some of it had prisoners in it. I talked to Jason, but he was the only person I noticed. He informed me that he wasn't getting married, so I decided to go back upstairs. I guess there was no way to get upstairs, but luckily I had a magic book that would telaport me if I used it properly. I guess I had to go into a bathroom that had a urinal that had an electronic counter on it. Once I said the floor, I closed my eyes, and was transported up to my room, which was now a hotel room, not a room at umass.
She was there, topless, in bed, watching a movie. Then that's all I remember. I know, just as it was getting good. So, why does this bother me? Well apparently at somepoint in the dream I asked her why she didn't visit me. Her response was "because I signed the Itap agreement,and we couldn't see each other within one year of one of us graduating". Well, the Itap agreement is a contract people sign at work, but that's not what upset me, rather that my mind won't let it drop. But I think I know why.
It's hard to just forget about the most monumental sex you've ever had. I realized over time it wasn't just the sex, but the experience, and since then it hasn't been duplicated. Like in Annie Hall when Woody Allen is trying to recreate experiences with new girls, like cooking lobster, and it just isn't working out, I guess that's what it's like. Don't get me wrong, I've had some very nice experiences since then, but I guess everything else just worked out back then.
That's what my life is missing, those random moments that end up creating wonderful memories, even if it includes horrible people. I do have some great memories, and they still give me tingly feelings, but I just haven't felt something that was so..well intense. At least for me. I think I'd like one, or a billion more of those.
My body is tired. We switched from a powerlifting to bodybuilding workout. It's pretty tiring. Plus now I'm doing cardio at least 3 days a week. I feel like with this I'll see results quickly, and then it will taper off. That's usually what happens. Still, it's a good feeling to look around the gym and see that not only am I one of the strongest people there, but I also have better form than just about everyone.
The downside, my left hand started hurting yesterday. It shouldn't have been since that's where I got my injection, but doing close grip bench of 155 it started tingling A LOT from my fingers to just below my wrist. It's a little scary. I had to stop, lower the weight an awful lot and finish the set. It's not that I couldn't do 155, but that my hand started giving out on me. It ended up being useless when we were doing a simple standing grip exercise. The shitty part is that if the exercise and shots don't work, the only option left really is surgery. Sure I'll get paid time off (workman's comp), but it will seriously effect my workout, and I'm sure I'd get pretty depressed being alone all day for however long until my wrist/hands heal. I'll see what the doctor says when I see him at the end of the month.
At this point, all I really want is to be healthy. No more foot, hand, and back problems please.
Thank you.