Ok, so Im saving $4.50 / day riding my bike to work instead of taking the bus.
My bike is environmentally friendly, Im not supporting OPEC, its exercise, and I really love the sight of the ocean that I ride along side every morning as a mindclearing start to the day.
This morning, however, I suddenly appreciated the benefit of driving in a heated, enclosed vehicle. Wow it was raining. Before I had even left the west end, I was soaked right through my obviously NOT waterproof riding jacket, the backs of my bare hands were numb, and I couldnt really see where I was going when I started to get up speed as I kept taking a fresh barrage of raindrops in the eyeballs. Im sure my face was quite the pretty picture all scrunched up like that squinting, grimace, blinking fast trying to clear my vision. How I looked, however, was not my biggest concern. It was more the fear of my personal safety as I couldnt see where I was going at all.
I should have been wearing swim goggles.
With tiny little battery operated wipers.
Course, I didnt think I would be quite so soaked upon my arrival at the office, so I didnt bring a change of clothes. I did bring my little gym towel though, because I knew my hair would be wet under the helmet. I go into the bathroom, take my helmet off, pull the towel out from my backpack and proceed to vigorously scrub my head with it.
Thats when I smell it.
Cat pee.
I pull the towel away from my head to sniff it of course
**sidestep**: (I dont know why, but I am totally disgusted whenever I see people sniffing things. ESPECIALLY their fingers. I dont know what it is, but it just gives me the heebie jeebies when I see somebody sniff their fingers. There is a particular way of sniffing their fingers that is the worst, but I am not going to tell anybody what that way is because the last time I did that, R told everybody that she knew that it bothered me, and then proceeded to demonstrate to them exactly how they should do it to revolt me the most. The next couple of months of my life, I couldnt go anywhere without being greeted by somebody sayin hi to me and then sniffing their fingers.)
****************SHUDDER********************
**end sidestep**
Anyways, I pull the towel away from my head to sniff it and open my eyes to this drifting cloud of cat hair slowly drifting down onto my wet shirt and sticking to my damp face. Not only did the cat obviously lay on this towel for a REALLY long time, he obviously peed on it when he finally got bored of it and decided it wasnt a worthy bed anymore.
So I spent most of my morning shivering in my little computer dungeon like some reject from a IBM sponsored Geek wet T-Shirt contest, covered in cat hair and smelling of a litter box.
I am so sexy, but you have to say it like ooo, hee Shekshy!
Anyways, I don't know what the hell just came over me, but I just made the mistake of going shopping while hungry.
I have been eating really really badly in the last 3 weeks. I am catching a glimpse of it now and was wondering how I was able to go so long without clueing into the fact that I had slipped. Been living in some dreamworld I think where everything is OK while its really not.
Anyways, tonight I decided I was actually going to go and get some groceries and eat a regular dinner again.. regain it as a habit.
I didnt have any idea what I wanted to eat though, make a curry maybe?
Then I saw these little packages of tamarind soup base. I dont even know what that is, but it started me off on some strange culinary vacation. I just grabbed things all willy nilly like. Things I never cook. Bok Choy, Egg plant, coconut milk, jalapenos
I now have a big pot on the stove with stew beef in it, carrots, a whole bunch of Kale, bok choy is going in soon, and then this tamarind soup base stuff. No idea what this is going to turn out to be, but I feel a bit like Wile E Coyote right now, stirring a cauldron with a big stick and waiting for that mbeep mbeep.
Well, Im going to go and try to eat this now. If you see that I dont update my journal after this, like a few days could somebody come by my place and get the dog?
My bike is environmentally friendly, Im not supporting OPEC, its exercise, and I really love the sight of the ocean that I ride along side every morning as a mindclearing start to the day.
This morning, however, I suddenly appreciated the benefit of driving in a heated, enclosed vehicle. Wow it was raining. Before I had even left the west end, I was soaked right through my obviously NOT waterproof riding jacket, the backs of my bare hands were numb, and I couldnt really see where I was going when I started to get up speed as I kept taking a fresh barrage of raindrops in the eyeballs. Im sure my face was quite the pretty picture all scrunched up like that squinting, grimace, blinking fast trying to clear my vision. How I looked, however, was not my biggest concern. It was more the fear of my personal safety as I couldnt see where I was going at all.
I should have been wearing swim goggles.
With tiny little battery operated wipers.
Course, I didnt think I would be quite so soaked upon my arrival at the office, so I didnt bring a change of clothes. I did bring my little gym towel though, because I knew my hair would be wet under the helmet. I go into the bathroom, take my helmet off, pull the towel out from my backpack and proceed to vigorously scrub my head with it.
Thats when I smell it.
Cat pee.
I pull the towel away from my head to sniff it of course
**sidestep**: (I dont know why, but I am totally disgusted whenever I see people sniffing things. ESPECIALLY their fingers. I dont know what it is, but it just gives me the heebie jeebies when I see somebody sniff their fingers. There is a particular way of sniffing their fingers that is the worst, but I am not going to tell anybody what that way is because the last time I did that, R told everybody that she knew that it bothered me, and then proceeded to demonstrate to them exactly how they should do it to revolt me the most. The next couple of months of my life, I couldnt go anywhere without being greeted by somebody sayin hi to me and then sniffing their fingers.)
****************SHUDDER********************
**end sidestep**
Anyways, I pull the towel away from my head to sniff it and open my eyes to this drifting cloud of cat hair slowly drifting down onto my wet shirt and sticking to my damp face. Not only did the cat obviously lay on this towel for a REALLY long time, he obviously peed on it when he finally got bored of it and decided it wasnt a worthy bed anymore.
So I spent most of my morning shivering in my little computer dungeon like some reject from a IBM sponsored Geek wet T-Shirt contest, covered in cat hair and smelling of a litter box.
I am so sexy, but you have to say it like ooo, hee Shekshy!
Anyways, I don't know what the hell just came over me, but I just made the mistake of going shopping while hungry.
I have been eating really really badly in the last 3 weeks. I am catching a glimpse of it now and was wondering how I was able to go so long without clueing into the fact that I had slipped. Been living in some dreamworld I think where everything is OK while its really not.
Anyways, tonight I decided I was actually going to go and get some groceries and eat a regular dinner again.. regain it as a habit.
I didnt have any idea what I wanted to eat though, make a curry maybe?
Then I saw these little packages of tamarind soup base. I dont even know what that is, but it started me off on some strange culinary vacation. I just grabbed things all willy nilly like. Things I never cook. Bok Choy, Egg plant, coconut milk, jalapenos
I now have a big pot on the stove with stew beef in it, carrots, a whole bunch of Kale, bok choy is going in soon, and then this tamarind soup base stuff. No idea what this is going to turn out to be, but I feel a bit like Wile E Coyote right now, stirring a cauldron with a big stick and waiting for that mbeep mbeep.
Well, Im going to go and try to eat this now. If you see that I dont update my journal after this, like a few days could somebody come by my place and get the dog?
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P.S. Lindsay Lohan is HAWT!!
OK, that cat pee incident sucks - but it's funny as hell to read about.