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09.3.03 - where do i begin? |
 stuck in the muck
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30 minutes late
this morning i got into work at 9. stacey and kari weren't at their desks, but it looked like they were already at work. i thought maybe they'd gone to get breakfast. a little while later heather came over and chatted. i don't remember what she said but it triggered my memory. i was now 30 minutes late for a meeting. when i got there the lady leading the training was like cheri o'teri's spartan's cheerleader character. she was way too hyper and chipper for 9:30 in the morning.
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this is not a real gym |
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like a camp for fat girls
heather and i went to the gym at lunch. now is where i make a confession. it's not a real gym. it's this place called curves (we won free memberships, that's why we started going there to begin with) and it's sort of a weird place. it's for women only and most of them are around 40 and are all overweight. the first few times i was there i looked around and i couldn't help but laugh. i felt like i was at a fat girl support group and i wanted to quit. but it was a free membership and well, now that we've been going for a while, i guess i like it. but it's weird. and it's not a real gym.
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 keith richards is a joke? |
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what do you mean there's no such thing?
after work i headed to my litho class. today i finished prepping my stone and then stretched my silkscreen canvas (oh yah, it is a litho/silkscreen class). then i sat there. i didn't know what to do. i was supposed to start working on my litho drawing, or get something ready for silkscreening, but i couldn't. i didn't have any ideas. not even bad ones.
so i left early. clair did too. we started talking and decided to go get coffee. i didn't know of any place down there, so we went to the naked cafe downtown. they have this drink on the menu called "keith richards" apparently it is jolt cola with a shot of espresso dropped into it (sake bomb style). i always joke about how i'm going to order it, but i never do. i decided that today was the day. but when i went to order it, the guy said, "oh, that's actually a joke. we don't sell that." talk about disappointing.
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read yesterday's menu
--- read tomorrow's menu
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