Ah, a day off. The occasional Friday off is healthy and makes for a happy weekend. Whenever I have a Friday off, I tend to run many, many errands. And drink lots of coffee. Mm. Coffee. My current coffee hasn't been recognized by my body yet. Shortly though, I should be up and about...considering it's afternoon.
I missed most of the Saturday morning cartoons as I stayed up late. Chris had a movie premiere in Denver last night (he played all the music in an independent film) and we ended up going from one place to another to another, etc. In honor of the event, I wore high heels...a dangerous idea at any time.
One thing I really hate is strangers touching me. This has always been an issue (my mom talks about how, as a baby, as soon as I could lift my arms, I would push people away from me and my space.) It's one thing if I know the person and they're a friend, but I don't like waitresses touching my arm, strange guys hugging me, or another strange guy breathing on me. The place wasn't crowded enough to justify breathing on me! EW!
I think that's why I'm enjoying jogging. Strangers have to be quick to touch a passing jogger. I think that's why I also enjoy tae bo. If strangers reach for me, the passing jogger, I can now double-time kick at them (I've got tae bo cardio, where they talk about double-time kicking and whatnot). I also lift weights, so if my awe-inspiring crappy kick doesn't do the job, I can pick up something heavy nearby (rock, garbage can, small child) and throw it, impressively, at the odd "let's touch the jogger" person.
I think the coffee is working now. My rant-rate has increased. Excellent. As I need a coffee refill (can't let good rant-time go to waste; I've got writing group to impress!)
I'll leave with an Erinku awesome enough to cover yesterday and today:
However loud,
barking dogs
don't own
the sidewalk.
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