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Personal Log, 23 Apr 2004
Entry posted later than
dated due to time constraints Personal
Log, 23 Apr 2004, Since I had absolutely no time
to write an entry this weekend, I've decided to take the letter that I wrote to
Nicki and add a few things at the end. Wow. Today was again yet
another busy day for what was supposed to be a free day for me. I figure I
shouldn�t complain too much since you don�t really get a full day to
yourself but man, I felt like it was something. I
tried waking up this morning at 7:00, but when I woke up, it was like my body
had control over itself. I vaguely remember my mind deciding that it would be
good to just sleep until 8:30, but somehow I thought that I had shut the alarm
off when it first sounded, so I moved the switch to the off position, not
realizing it at the time and instead thinking that it was set. I crawled back
into bed and woke up, feeling pretty good in all honestly, at 10:55. I swore to
myself because there were so many things that I had to do today and I missed my
chance to go work out this morning. Anyways,
from there I went to the Park and Recreation office to drop off my entry form
for the Ice Breaker, and guess who�s working there? Becky. Believe it or not,
her first question was whether or not you made it into the military. We talked
for a little bit, told her that you were injured pretty early on in training,
and that you�re working your way back into training. I got my shirt for the
road race, and remember how I used to get XL shirts? I now fit comfortably into
a large-size shirt now. I�ll definitely get a picture taken of me in it and my
exercise sweats on Sunday and send it to you, so that it�ll help you fantasize
about the things that we�ll be doing with our fit bodies when you get back. From
there I came home, and had to help dad pick up this freaking 75-80 pound
projection tv from this doctor�s house. I mean, this guy�s house was really
nice. I wish I could have taken a picture of it because I want to incorporate
elements of it into our future home. Anyways, strangely enough I didn�t have a
problem at all picking up or hauling it. I guess the exercise is really paying
off for me. My advice to you on that would be to gut out the pain and stick with
it, hon, because I can tell you I�m sensing a difference in me, and it sure as
hell feels good to know that I can help my dad out with these house calls. After
that, I pretty much just chilled out here in the house. Watched a little Star
Trek on the TiVo and munched on crackers. I eventually moved over to the
computer and started to play with the MP3 player on it. For some reason, the
player won�t organize the tracks to be played in the order that I want them to
be played in, and I can�t figure out how the player decides the order to play
them in. At first I thought that it did it by filename, so I added a number in
front of each of the names of the songs, but that didn�t make a difference. I
even tried copying the music over one file at a time, and in the order that I
wanted them to be in, but I got the same result. Sam
also emailed me tonight. Apparently her hubby and our friend Dave want to have a
Beavis and Butthead night, so I called her up. Sam sent me the email like at
2210, and I got the email at 2230, and she was sure as hell surprised when I
called her right away. I asked if she wanted to do it tonight, like I was
originally thinking that she had in mind, but no, we decided to have it Sunday
afternoon after the road race. Seems that a lot has gone on, as Dave�s mother
has been diagnosed with cancer. Sam�s daughter Mary broke her collarbone,
Sam�s sister, one of mutual friends, and another friend of hers that I
haven�t met, all had kids this month. Man, it�s going to be a long night
there just trying to get caught up on all that�s happened. Mom
also says now that Nathan is going to come home a week earlier than expected. I
wish I could think of the exact date that they were all originally gonna come
home, because dad�s flying on out to help them move, but Nathan wants to be
here for his birthday, which is the 15th of May. Don�t worry,
I�ll get him a card and put both of our names on it since you�re not here.
Besides, I doubt that you�ll be missing much anyways, because more than likely
Nathan�s friend Dave will steal him away and they�ll both go fishing as
usual. In my opinion, Nathan deserves it with all the time that he�s invested
in Kayla and sticking it out there in California. Anyways, Nathan�s going to
drive his truck back up here and pack along some of the stuff that needs to be
moved. Since I�m going to be busy this weekend, I�ll spend next weekend
repacking things in the garage since they�ll need the room, I�m sure.
However, once Sara gets a place up here for them to all crash too, they�ll be
able to take stuff out of the upper level of the garage with them, allowing me
to, once again, repack everything. At
the end of the day today I didn't have much time to think, much less write. I
think I'll just let the letter stand as is.
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