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Going places, doing things
Still trying to kick myself back into having a sense of adventure again.* I signed up for those acroyoga workshops in NYC, so now I have to go. I went running outside today (with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bluechromis, who actually likes running outside), and tried the Central Square location of Four Burgers. (I basically love any meal consisting of a turkey burger and sweet potato fries; Four Burgers was a bit expensive but didn't break my streak, and I give them props for the whole wheat bun).
I also got lucky this week with Midnighters #1: The Secret Hour by Scott Westerfield, which was excellent fun to read... I thought it was just out, but for once it turned out to be the start of a trilogy, with the other two books already out in paperback. HA, I WIN. How many times has it gone the other way, with me squeaking "what do you mean you're the start of a series?" after reading a book? I also read The Tale of Despereaux, but for some reason just wasn't as into it. I feel like it wasn't the book's fault, either -- it had some very Lemony-Snickettish moments of vocabulary definition and touched on any number of deep themes in the course of a cute story. I think I was just really in the mood for Midnighters #2 and should come back to it some other time.
So, why am I at work? Hmmm, it just keeps happening. This is my 13th day in a row of being at work, doubtless very unlucky indeed. Last weekend was unusual though... it's been about 3 weeks since I've spent any weekend time on my normal work project.
*Without doing anything stupid, like taking an MIT algorithms class or anything else that takes tons of time.
bluechromis, who actually likes running outside), and tried the Central Square location of Four Burgers. (I basically love any meal consisting of a turkey burger and sweet potato fries; Four Burgers was a bit expensive but didn't break my streak, and I give them props for the whole wheat bun).I also got lucky this week with Midnighters #1: The Secret Hour by Scott Westerfield, which was excellent fun to read... I thought it was just out, but for once it turned out to be the start of a trilogy, with the other two books already out in paperback. HA, I WIN. How many times has it gone the other way, with me squeaking "what do you mean you're the start of a series?" after reading a book? I also read The Tale of Despereaux, but for some reason just wasn't as into it. I feel like it wasn't the book's fault, either -- it had some very Lemony-Snickettish moments of vocabulary definition and touched on any number of deep themes in the course of a cute story. I think I was just really in the mood for Midnighters #2 and should come back to it some other time.
So, why am I at work? Hmmm, it just keeps happening. This is my 13th day in a row of being at work, doubtless very unlucky indeed. Last weekend was unusual though... it's been about 3 weeks since I've spent any weekend time on my normal work project.
*Without doing anything stupid, like taking an MIT algorithms class or anything else that takes tons of time.