Friday, February 3, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Taxes, Steaks, and Weight
Left work early to go to the house to ready it for another showing. We shaved $10k off the asking price so hopefully we'll get a bite soon. Hopefully.
During the showing we went out to dinner. Outback Steakhouse. I hadn't been there since high school, maybe college. Unfamiliar with the menu I decided to go with a 6 oz. steak. I mean, the restaurant has the name "steak" in it so I figured it should be a decent piece of meat, right?
Nay. It was a poor cut. It wasn't cooked to my expectations. And it just didn't taste good. Granted, my steak eating is few and far between (the last steak I ate was in New York last year - the one before that was in Amsterdam in 2002). But I know what I like and this pitiful slab of meat just wasn't cutting it. I obviously recommend against the steak.
Went back to Hatler and finished up the taxes. We were already on target to get a decent return. But after inputting charitable donations and noting a loss for my business our return went from respectable to desired. Yay for TurboTax!
So let's talk about this weight of mine. Resolution numero uno stated that I was to keep it under 170 lbs. And yet my weight has steadily been on the rise. Living at home is not helping. Besides having nightly dinners ready for me I also get big boy breakfasts fixed on the weekends. Then there are the sweets - cookies, cakes, ice cream. I'm snacking late at night again and that is simply no good - sweets and chips and snack mix. Eating out everyday at work is also detrimental. I've got to get this eating of mine under control. I assume that the running I will hopefully get going will help offset some of the calories I'm throwing into my bee-bo. Fingers crossed!
W: 175.4(!!!) lbs. | O: 2 flosses, 35 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 2.4 miles
During the showing we went out to dinner. Outback Steakhouse. I hadn't been there since high school, maybe college. Unfamiliar with the menu I decided to go with a 6 oz. steak. I mean, the restaurant has the name "steak" in it so I figured it should be a decent piece of meat, right?
Nay. It was a poor cut. It wasn't cooked to my expectations. And it just didn't taste good. Granted, my steak eating is few and far between (the last steak I ate was in New York last year - the one before that was in Amsterdam in 2002). But I know what I like and this pitiful slab of meat just wasn't cutting it. I obviously recommend against the steak.
Went back to Hatler and finished up the taxes. We were already on target to get a decent return. But after inputting charitable donations and noting a loss for my business our return went from respectable to desired. Yay for TurboTax!
So let's talk about this weight of mine. Resolution numero uno stated that I was to keep it under 170 lbs. And yet my weight has steadily been on the rise. Living at home is not helping. Besides having nightly dinners ready for me I also get big boy breakfasts fixed on the weekends. Then there are the sweets - cookies, cakes, ice cream. I'm snacking late at night again and that is simply no good - sweets and chips and snack mix. Eating out everyday at work is also detrimental. I've got to get this eating of mine under control. I assume that the running I will hopefully get going will help offset some of the calories I'm throwing into my bee-bo. Fingers crossed!
W: 175.4(!!!) lbs. | O: 2 flosses, 35 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 2.4 miles
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Weekend Update
Blew off my bank meeting, as earlier reported. Had McDonald's breakfast at Hatler. Did a little painting. Did a little moving. Did a little taxing (our W2s are in hand and I'm itching to get going on the return). Did a little hanging. Went home and showered. Stopped by Toys'R'Us. That place is a madhouse. Picked up the bubble spouting Octopus for bath time. It's a fave (and unfortunately is surprisingly water irresistant [yes, I just made that word up] for being a bath time toy). Ate some yummy dinner (Mmmmmm!). Watched the Cards play Seton Hall. OMG! What about that second half?!? Total lapse. Suspense. Intense. Build up. Ahhhhhhhh. We eventually got ourselves back together. Tomorrow is a new day.
Woke up late on Sunday. Ate a yummy breakfast. The kiddos came over. I got my lazy butt off the couch and went for a run. I know, right?! The wind was stiff. The air was chilly. My legs hated me. I came home and pretty much gorged myself 'til I passed out. Woke up and showered. Helped around the house. Switched out some light bulbs. Messed with an outlet. Fixed a drawer. Ate some leftovers. Folded some laundry. Crushed some cookies. Watched a movie. Relaxing night - very much needed. Wish they could all be like that.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 34 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 2.4 miles
Woke up late on Sunday. Ate a yummy breakfast. The kiddos came over. I got my lazy butt off the couch and went for a run. I know, right?! The wind was stiff. The air was chilly. My legs hated me. I came home and pretty much gorged myself 'til I passed out. Woke up and showered. Helped around the house. Switched out some light bulbs. Messed with an outlet. Fixed a drawer. Ate some leftovers. Folded some laundry. Crushed some cookies. Watched a movie. Relaxing night - very much needed. Wish they could all be like that.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 34 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 2.4 miles
Friday, January 27, 2012
Bad :( Different :|
This week hasn't been as bad as I let on. Yes, some bad news was discussed today. I cannot deny that. But other things haven't been so bad as things have been different.
Things have been different.
What do I mean by that?
It's, like, I'm just realizing how much things aren't the same anymore. And I'm not talking about the obvious stuff. Duh! The major changes in my life are always there. I'm talking about the small changes - the mundane changes - that are just different.
I don't go to my celebrity gossip sites any longer. No What Would Tyler Durden Do. No The Superficial. No I Don't Like You In That Way. I still read Ain't It Cool but not daily.
I don't play City of Heroes any longer. I can't explain this. I purchased a year membership. I dropped $100 on in-game credits. I've kept in loose touch with Ger, Toes, Thundarr, and Ms. Kactus. I sat down tonight to play and I only got as far as the login page. So close!
I don't watch my shows. No Grey's Anatomy. No Community (I hate that it got cancelled). No House. No Walking Dead (February 12th, are you here yet?).
I don't play soccer (Do I want to?). I don't skate (I want to). I don't run (I want to).
I don't bring lunch to work. Just stopped. Not even leftovers.
I don't paint. This is killing me.
I don't own a game system. No Wii. No Xbox 360. Gawd forbid a PS3! For the first time in... wow... since 1987... in 24 years I have not owned and regularly play a game console. :o This. Is. Seewius.
I don't respond to personal emails. I just haven't really given my email account any lovin' in months. Over 1000 emails unread... and these are all good ones that survived the Unsubscribe Purge of August 2011.
I don't get up at the crack of dawn anymore. My body just decided to stop waking up on its own at 7:20am. I'll regularly wake up a few minutes after 8am. May sound like a small difference but it messes with me a bit.
I don't get inspired. My comic idea is shot. Any space here at the house that would be suitable for painting is unsuitable. Period. I can't paint something beautiful when I'm constrained in a corner of a spare room like some antique afterthought.
I don't blog everyday. I have no New Year's Resolution holding me to it. Why bother? I do miss it. I feel like it helps me process the days.
It has been kind of a bad week too. Work has been sucking me like Penelope. I forgot to call the Radon people. I lost my car payment book (and missed my first car payment... winner != me). My buddy was sick and I hate that for him. The aforementioned bad news. I'm going to *not* go to the bank tomorrow and meet with Tom... I'm just done with this
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 32 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 0 miles
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
A Night To Forget
Whoah boy. Yesterday...
Skyline for lunch. Hard day at work. Going away party for Karen. Against the Grain. Sergio's. Rachel's. Woke up on my cousin's floor with a cat standing on me at 8:09am.
Good gawd lawd almighty I am feeling like that black scum that "grows" under your mouse.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 30 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 0 miles
Skyline for lunch. Hard day at work. Going away party for Karen. Against the Grain. Sergio's. Rachel's. Woke up on my cousin's floor with a cat standing on me at 8:09am.
Good gawd lawd almighty I am feeling like that black scum that "grows" under your mouse.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 30 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 0 miles
Monday, January 23, 2012
A Day To Remember
So I've been playing a lot on my iPhone. I started out with Plants vs. Zombies. That was fun. Moved on to Battleheart and Zombieville USA. Then I started putting time into Risk and Heroes vs. Monsters. Even though I've recently picked up Words and Hanging, I put in a lot of time with Risk.
So this game I started Friday was coming to an end, and not in my favor. As is an accepted tactic, I began the game with Australia and slowly crept over Asia, making surgical strikes along the way. This game was no different than others I've played. Only a few strokes of luck and/or misfortune had me in a predicament.
Let me set the scene. It was down to me and two other players. I begin every game against 5 Hard computer opponents. I lose rarely but when I do it is only against this onslaught. Anyway, Red Army had North America and bits of Europe. Blue Army had South America, Africa, and the other bits of Europe. I had Australia and Asia.
The computer opponents really flip out when Asia is taken. I thought I was prepared for their seven nation army strike. I was wrong. Blue Army broke my Western front and overtook Australia. Red Army marched all over Asia from Europe. By the time my turn rolled around I was relegated to northeastern Asian territories.
I wanted to quit. I had never come back from odds of this nature. Not even close. But I wanted to see who would dominate, Red or Blue. So I turtled up and just passed up turn after turn, slowly growing my army and staying put while the world war raged on around me. Red Army gained the upper hand. Blue Army gained the upper hand. It was a tit-for-tat battle. All the while, Orange Army (me!) was building up.
I made my move. Took over northeast North America. And continued to turtle. Red Army took over Europe. Asia was a broken mess. Blue Army was leading pretty handedly but couldn't muster the might to take down either Red Army or me.
Over time I spread out across North America, reaching into Europe, Asia, and South America. South America was soon taken and I dipped my might into Africa. Then Asia. Red Army dead. Blue Army dead. Orange Army FTW!
Remember when I claimed I'm a fucking general in iPhone Risk? While that claim sums up what I believe to signify my skill at the game, it turns out that wasn't entirely true. However, with this being my 20th win, I am now, in fact, a fucking General.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 27 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 0 miles
So this game I started Friday was coming to an end, and not in my favor. As is an accepted tactic, I began the game with Australia and slowly crept over Asia, making surgical strikes along the way. This game was no different than others I've played. Only a few strokes of luck and/or misfortune had me in a predicament.
Let me set the scene. It was down to me and two other players. I begin every game against 5 Hard computer opponents. I lose rarely but when I do it is only against this onslaught. Anyway, Red Army had North America and bits of Europe. Blue Army had South America, Africa, and the other bits of Europe. I had Australia and Asia.
The computer opponents really flip out when Asia is taken. I thought I was prepared for their seven nation army strike. I was wrong. Blue Army broke my Western front and overtook Australia. Red Army marched all over Asia from Europe. By the time my turn rolled around I was relegated to northeastern Asian territories.
I wanted to quit. I had never come back from odds of this nature. Not even close. But I wanted to see who would dominate, Red or Blue. So I turtled up and just passed up turn after turn, slowly growing my army and staying put while the world war raged on around me. Red Army gained the upper hand. Blue Army gained the upper hand. It was a tit-for-tat battle. All the while, Orange Army (me!) was building up.
I made my move. Took over northeast North America. And continued to turtle. Red Army took over Europe. Asia was a broken mess. Blue Army was leading pretty handedly but couldn't muster the might to take down either Red Army or me.
Over time I spread out across North America, reaching into Europe, Asia, and South America. South America was soon taken and I dipped my might into Africa. Then Asia. Red Army dead. Blue Army dead. Orange Army FTW!
Remember when I claimed I'm a fucking general in iPhone Risk? While that claim sums up what I believe to signify my skill at the game, it turns out that wasn't entirely true. However, with this being my 20th win, I am now, in fact, a fucking General.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 27 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 0 miles
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Shoe Shopping Sunday
Went shoe shopping today at Oxmoor. I was looking for two pairs of new dress shoes, a brown pair and a black pair. The criteria I was working with seemed simple enough: I want shoes with laces, I want shoes with a square toe, and I want shoes with a hard sole (I like people to hear when I'm coming). Easy, right?
Brrrt. Wrong. After three hours I left with zero pairs of shoes - completely empty-handed in fact. I did manage to get some lunch in me. And I saw my friend Casey. And I saw the scowling pharmacist shopping with her mother (still scowling). And I saw my old co-worker Rex jogging on my way there. Fun day - just no shoes.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 26 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 0 miles
Brrrt. Wrong. After three hours I left with zero pairs of shoes - completely empty-handed in fact. I did manage to get some lunch in me. And I saw my friend Casey. And I saw the scowling pharmacist shopping with her mother (still scowling). And I saw my old co-worker Rex jogging on my way there. Fun day - just no shoes.
W: 173.6 lbs. | O: 1 flosses, 26 brushes| P: 55.41% (Visa), 51.15% (MC), 22.90% (BoA) | R: 0 miles
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