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November 01, 2004

calories, laptops, recycling

Note to self: Running for 4 miles is effectively cancelled out by returning from said run and eating a bowl of Grapenuts, half a bag of kettlecorn, a peanut butter and honey sandwich, a handful of krinkle cut potato chips, and a Coke (all at one sitting!).

In fact, this behavior (and I write this for myself to read later!) is probably why you bitch and moan about running your tail off and never seeing "results."

That done, a word about my lovely laptop: I'm sick of it. (God, don't tell Brian. He could have bought another truck with the money we paid for it.) I'm not sure what it is, whether it's the small screen, the flat keyboard, the touchpad...

But whatever it is, here I sit at this ancient (grape!) iMac, punching away at the sluggish black keyboard, listening to the telltale rreeeennnnnngarrrrrrreeeeeeeennnnnnga of its guts, wishing I could check my email at this (the kids') desk instead of over at mine. I'm hoping my lust for the G4 will return.

And finally, a note for the members of my household who are over the age of 25 and who do not read this blog: when there are TWO trashcan-looking things in the kitchen, one filled with garbage like candy wrappers, leftover spaghetti, lightbulbs, dryer lint and poopy diapers and the other with milk jugs and milk jugs and maybe one Juicy Juice can...that one's a RECYCLING BIN. That means you do not put your old (and rather dangerously pokey) guitar strings and your strangely-ripped-to-shreds mail into it. I'm sorry the trashcans are the same size and have the same trashbags in them--this makes things difficult to distinguish. Maybe I'll have my Brownie troop fashion labels for them. We're looking for some service projects.

Posted by mryonker at November 1, 2004 09:05 PM

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Posted by: Heather S. -- you know the billionth-year SU CCR grad student... at November 3, 2004 03:33 PM