I just asked pizza boss to reduce me to two nights a week. Gas is slowly slowly creeping up (at $3.50/gal here now) and it's going to start costing me money to be a driver. I'm also still so behind at office job that it's not even funny.
I've been keeping up with the gym thing (with the exception of this morning because I didn't get into bed until 11 last night due to staying late at pizza job) but I really don't feel like I'm seeing any results except that my thighs seem smaller, which is great and all, but when do I get to be all sexypants (see icon for definition of "sexypants")? I mean REALLY. sheesh. :)
I turned in my resume to the drive thru coffee place I go to a few times a week. Yeah, I know, a THIRD JOB!!! But, it would be a few days a week, they close at 7, so I'd be out by no later than 8 every evening and the pay is better than the pizza place. Tips are pretty good there, too. So, it's a win win.
My office mate left her phone here in the office. It keeps making noise. It is annoying.
My work computer caught a virus. Sigh. It makes squealy pig sounds every 30 minutes or so.
I probably had other interesting things to say, but I always forget them while I'm writing a post. I should write them in notepad as I think of them and cut/paste later.