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Sorry about the slow production of entertainment around here recently. Not much of interest to the community that exists outside of my subconscious has happened as of late. Well, I do have an funny story that ~didn’t~ happen to me, but I should probably wait to hear from my mom as to whether or not I’m supposed to share that one (or if she would like to instead). As an example, here’s my day thus far:

6:00AM - my alarm went off. I turned it off, went back to bed, and cuddled with my girl for half an hour in an attempt to make the day go away. Around 6:30, I decided that I had failed in my attempt, and got up.

6:30AM - Took my pills, sat down in front of the computer, checked my email. Read the weather for the day. Went through all the blogs on my ‘daily read’ list except Novel Gazing. Worked out for a bit (situps, pushups, a couple of dumbbell-related exercises). Got dressed, ran out the door in my usual hurry to catch the bus at the last possible moment before it leaves me.

7:30AM - Boarded said bus. Read the morning news on my PDA for the half-hour bus ride. Ignored the passengers, because they were largely male and larger females. :)

8:00AM - Got off the bus, walked to East Hall. Got almost to my door, before I found out they were closing the hallway to strip and wax the floor. Was forced to talk a roundabout route to the door.

8:15AM - Talked to Nat for a bit on AIM before she left for work, checked my email again, responded to said email (there were five from one secretary). Got a package full of information from a professor, which I leafed through with a bewildered look on my face. Though I understand why the professor gave me the package (his motivation), I’m still not sure what I’m supposed to do with the information contained within said package (his intent), only that it has something to do with a website. Read Novel Gazing, which I’d neglected all weekend. Wrote an email responding to said reading.

9:45AM - Talked to a professor about his old computer, his new computer, and the stuff that goes on in-between his giving up the former and receiving the latter. Turned on the air conditioner to ease the headache caused by the smell of ammonia or ammonia-related materials in the hallway.

10:00AM - Started a couple of errands for Dwight which involved long walks across campus carrying heavy things. Walk was eased significantly by the great weather outside and (on a related note, I’m sure) the nice (albeit quite small) pair of white shorts and the nicer girl inside of them I was forced to follow (force is relative) for the larger portion of my walk.

10:45AM - Got back from errands. Started copying files from the old computer to the new computer for the professor mentioned earlier. Decided I should really update my journal before everyone (except my mom, whom I talked to on the phone last night) assumed I was dead.

11:30AM - Finished writing journal entry, posted it.

See? Not much is going on.

Friday, I went out with some friends to The Zone. We played cards and drank beverages for a while. We ran into an old friend who recognized everyone in the group and then called me “the new guy”. We left, got some Jimmy John’s, and I think I punched something rather solid, because my wrist hurt for the rest of the weekend. We headed back to their house. Megan came over, and we watched a movie, but I don’t remember what movie. I fell asleep in the bathroom (twice) before Megan took me home.

I spent Saturday and Sunday at my parents’ house, where I watched nearly a dozen movies (literally), and abused my body by eating several pounds of red meat (again, literally). While there, I fed the dogs once, the cat once, and the fish five times. I couldn’t find the Guinea Pig’s food. I updated my “Message Me” script to include Megan’s cell phone. I did nothing else productive.

Yesterday, Megan and I went out to eat at Hickory Park and then attempted to work some of that indulgence off by hiking again in Inis Grove. We watched a deer watch us from across a small grassy field. We found a little tributary that ended in a bunch of rocks on the bank of the Skunk River and sat there for a while. We saw a couple doing something unmentionable on a kayak as they floated down the Skunk. We got less lost this time. We got home, cleaned up briefly, went to Target, bought two more DVD’s, and watched one of them (8 Mile, which had a fun storyline and great music, but ended with the characters much the same as when they began, which made it feel more like an episode of a sitcom than a movie) before going to bed.

Wish me an eventful week. Preferably the good kind of eventful.