blog (January, 2004)
maybe tomorrow
Today I was doing it right, all right: some solid gold workaday and fine riding, got some top brass at the library, then good yoga class with some new itches knocked out the eye twitches.
On the way home considering my plans, as per a couple days ago, to straighten up. Dig myself out of some procrastination that's becoming increasingly apparent. I started ticking out some to-do's, then flicked the list and picked to stick to the present -- lick one thing at a time.
All the new stuff has become rote, but instead of finding more new and overloading and falling down/off, I need to keep pulling from the pack I've already slung on back.
But... I ended up futzing with housemate's Xbox trying to get his new wireless adapter to talk to our network. Nothing but frustr. We gave up and wired up and its been Halo2 oer the net til half-past westcoast midnight. Only we're not westcoast.
Work will be wow. Maybe tomorrow I'll remember my vow for Quality.
lazy weekend, rally-cap
I'm sitting on the living room couch, listening to the wind, thunder, last guttural raintricklings, and Pat Metheny on guitar, waving goodbye to another weekend.
This one was vastly unproductive compared to the previous. I did make my first trip to Cleveland's West Side Market, see my second Indians game, grill and gobble my first Walleye, (jowls, eyes and all,) and (got) bumped and clubbed at a couple night spots on the near West Side... but accomplished none of the things I'd set out to. Meh.
The bike shop sez the seatpost is stuck in the frame, which adds doubt to whether the thing is worth repairing, so there's a small blow to a piece of my current best-laid plans.
Small insects are feasting on my arms and lower back chauch.
I slept with Faith, and found a corpse in my arms on awaking; I drank and danced all night with Doubt, and found her a virgin in the morning.
-- Aleister Crowley, The Book of Lies
Found at Ming the Mechanic and Future Hi
Tomorrow is another week. Actually, today is another week. Goodnight!
unlazy weekend, lazy recap
After a full weekend, I'm back to navigating cubicles, clutching coffeemug.
Friday night: good {food, wine, conversation} until all hours.
Saturday morning I spent some time renewing work on a small software project I've let slide. Threw some clothes on around noon and brought my old mountain-bike to Bicycle Boulevard for repairs and tune-up. I've been excited to start riding again -- to and from work, mainly -- but hesitant to bite the bullet and replace many of the broken components. In the afternoon I struggled through a run, gave myself a haircut, then played some poker, and finally out to the Tremont district on Cleveland's near-West side for another eat/drink/talk evening.
Sunday morning I woke early and headed to the Atma Center for my first structured Yoga (Satyananda) class -- free! Then, strawberry picking out east a bit, jammin' on the one in our soggy basement, and the nightcap, a sunset fishing outing on the edge of Lake Erie.