the biggest loser
Jan. 5th, 2006 12:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swingchickieYesterday was a miracle – I worked from 8:30-5:30. (I know, don't all gasp at once.) it was amazing – I got home and could find a parking spot near my building, watch the evening news, eat dinner before I got so starving I'd want to chew on angus. I actually got to live in a regular person's work schedule. After dinner I had the noblest of intentions, I planned on unpacking the rest of my kitchen stuff and then settling down in my jammies to watch "the Hebrew hammer" (lent to me by KB). Instead, I did some work and fell asleep at 8:30 in front of "the biggest loser" on tv (making me, I suspect, the real biggest loser).
I had some really freaky dreams last night. And not freaky in a good way, that certainly would have been welcome. First I dreamt that I was on a plane, only it was open at the top like a double-decker sightseeing bus and I wasn't strapped in, so I was holding on for dear life. (I know where that comes from… I have to fly to CA next week, and I'm terrified of flying. Ugh.) then I dreamt that I was at the movies, and some girl bumped into me in the lobby and I told her to watch it, and her big lug of a boyfriend followed me into the ladies room to kick my ass for complaining. THEN, I dreamt that I was at home (which happened to be the house I lived in my freshman year of college), and that 3 big guys came to the front door to sell me some sort of wireless service, and they muscled their way in without my permission and wouldn't leave so I called the police. And the cops showed up along with a bunch of news vans, and my family and friends came by as well, and everyone was running around chatting and making a big deal, but no-one was going after the big scary guys, who were now sitting in a car out front just watching and laughing.
*sigh*.
So this morning was a funny ride into work… I finally listened to preston and steve on 'MMR, which I had refused to do for many years whenever I came back to philly for visits… preston took over the barsky show on Y100 when I was there, and I just loved the barsky show folks so much, they were all such great people, that my loyalty kept me from wanting to listen to preston (even though preston is a nice guy too). So this morning, unable to bear david lee roth on 'YSP (painful), I switched over to 93.3… and they were funny. Like, really funny. (They were talking about this... click on "boom goes the dynamite" and be prepared to cringe.) I think I've found my new morning show, at least until I can get my new XM roady2 working for O&A.
Since I slept 9 hours last night, I'm hoping I can muster up some energy to go out tonight. I'm thinking either karaoke downtown, or seeing if milkboy coffee is finally open (I'm betting no). happy Thursday guys!
I had some really freaky dreams last night. And not freaky in a good way, that certainly would have been welcome. First I dreamt that I was on a plane, only it was open at the top like a double-decker sightseeing bus and I wasn't strapped in, so I was holding on for dear life. (I know where that comes from… I have to fly to CA next week, and I'm terrified of flying. Ugh.) then I dreamt that I was at the movies, and some girl bumped into me in the lobby and I told her to watch it, and her big lug of a boyfriend followed me into the ladies room to kick my ass for complaining. THEN, I dreamt that I was at home (which happened to be the house I lived in my freshman year of college), and that 3 big guys came to the front door to sell me some sort of wireless service, and they muscled their way in without my permission and wouldn't leave so I called the police. And the cops showed up along with a bunch of news vans, and my family and friends came by as well, and everyone was running around chatting and making a big deal, but no-one was going after the big scary guys, who were now sitting in a car out front just watching and laughing.
*sigh*.
So this morning was a funny ride into work… I finally listened to preston and steve on 'MMR, which I had refused to do for many years whenever I came back to philly for visits… preston took over the barsky show on Y100 when I was there, and I just loved the barsky show folks so much, they were all such great people, that my loyalty kept me from wanting to listen to preston (even though preston is a nice guy too). So this morning, unable to bear david lee roth on 'YSP (painful), I switched over to 93.3… and they were funny. Like, really funny. (They were talking about this... click on "boom goes the dynamite" and be prepared to cringe.) I think I've found my new morning show, at least until I can get my new XM roady2 working for O&A.
Since I slept 9 hours last night, I'm hoping I can muster up some energy to go out tonight. I'm thinking either karaoke downtown, or seeing if milkboy coffee is finally open (I'm betting no). happy Thursday guys!
