Work, stretch, work, stretch

Last night I did my little bit to keep CitySports alive by buying some yoga paraphernalia and some new lifting gloves. Then I went and did upper body (using my old comfy gloves, which may be dying but aren't dead yet) and, yeah... I really didn't have it. Yoga evidently is heavy on the pecs and tricep usage. :b That's all right, it's fun to have a new hobby. I'll go tonight to the Astanga class and see how I take it.

There's lots of weirdness at work lately... it all involves my signed statement that I wouldn't try to entice DSB employees to work with me at Politic Frog. You see, I signed that, but I didn't really mean it. There are a couple of people still at that benighted place that I would love to work with again, if only I don't get myself in legal trouble. Hmm, hmm. Just what does it mean to "entice", anyway? C'mere little girl, I'll give you a nice chunk of my referral bonus... that's enticing. I don't think it's enticing to say sure, since you asked I'll be happy to pass your resume along, with my personal recommendation, to the appropriate department here... but I may not know much about these things.

Is it good for cats to eat a lot of whole wheat pizza crust? Hey kitty, stop that now.