Another bedtime posting…

So, I went to the grocery store tonight for two reasons: 1) watching a girly movie without ice cream seems like a crime 2) I had a headache that required Advil.

As I wandered around the grocery store because I can’t help but become mesmerized by food, I contemplated what was in my basket: 1 pint of cookie dough ice cream, 1 bottle of Advil, 1 coconut/lime candle. What would you think if you were my cashier? I had visions of being stereotyped as lord knows what, so I went to the self-checkout machines instead. I’m still trying to figure out what I found a little embarrassing about the whole situation: not-so-romantic evening for one?

For the record, the movies were lovely, the ice cream really hit the spot, my headache is long gone, and my apartment smells like coconut/summer!

G’night. Zzzzzzz

I’m feeling a little beige.

Do you ever have days that are just kind of neutral? I mean today was not a bad day, and it was not one of the best days of my life by any means. Things were actually pretty balanced. I was a little more unorganized than I would have liked to have been, but teaching went well enough, running was hugely painful (blast you, hills!) but tolerable, and the day seems to be winding down to sleep.

I’ve been on a self-imposed social hiatus of sorts for the past week. I’m getting A LOT of things done, much to my own shock, but I miss my friends. Only a couple more days of intense grading, and the schedule should work itself out again.

I’m a bit saddened that I have little wit and no stories to tell you….Oh wait! Yes, I write like I talk. I was in the women’s bathroom and I found $20 today. Now, before I continue, I feel compelled to mention that such moral/ethical quandaries are not new to blogging thanks to Michelle! Yay, you say? Indeed, but I have a guilt complex like you would not believe. My first thought? Frig…where is lost and found. Why would I not keep it? I don’t really NEED the money as per say, and I couldn’t get the thought out of my head that it could be someone’s grocery money for the week. I mean, chances are no one will ever claim it, and I’m fairly certain the people in the security office were laughing at me, but I am a sucker at moments like that. Found $$$, unless it is in my apartment and has been placed there by me (that’s right Heather, who, by the way, needs to blog more) is not mine and cannot be considered as such in my mind. Am I a giant sucker? Does the world take advantage of me? Oh probably at some point. Those of you who know me well, know I can be a little naive considering the intentions of others. Still, tonight I will go to bed not $20 richer, but I’ll sleep better. Oh the sappiness of it all

Speaking of sleep…

G’night. Zzzzzzz

Today was a day like many others…

It began with a little impoliteness shall we say, progressed with some learning, and ended with me in a chair, feet up on my desk, typing this blog entry. It is safe to assume that the day will officially end when I crawl into bed, which should be shortly.

Things of note from today?

1) Yes, I ate more peanut butter. Yes, it was good.

2) I really love my job. I mean really love it. There are few other places out there with such amazing coworkers, who have quickly become friends and confidants.

3) I am currently wearing a shirt from said place of employment-not because I own one, but because a very cute baby decided that the original shirt I was wearing would function as a diaper. Oh whatever…cute baby = me not really caring. This is all to say that it’s rather amusing to be wearing a constant reminder of where I work (not that I forget). Being “branded” by one’s workplace is a curious feeling. I think jogging pants with the name blazoned on the rear might be the next step. Probably not.

4)  I’m quite sure I had more to say when I logged on here. I’ve been up for far too long today. Time for sleep.

5) Since I can’t resist, I run tomorrow I’m sure I’ll blog more about that!

Again, I bid you goodnight! Zzzzzzzz

What’s in a title? A post by any other name would be as???

I’ll let you fill in the blank on that one.

So, I’m feeling a little pressured to increase the frequency of my posts due to Michelle’s prolific blogging as of late. I’ve been grading (I know *gasp!* My students are pleased), and I have little to blog on unless you want to hear my bitterness on the subject of grading papers that people clearly have spent NO TIME on. It is called editing people! Okay. Done. Maybe.

I am taking a page from the book of M and blogging about a bunch of random stuff that has been going on in the past little bit:

1) As I was walking into work this morning, I overheard the following: “So, I tried to dress for the warm weather, but it didn’t make it any warmer. I’m still cold.” Do I need to comment? Probably not. As a side note, it is still too cold to wear ballet flats without socks. It was snowing today. We live in Canada. We live in Ontario. Accept it. I have. Also, wear a coat.

2) On the way into work, I was listening to the radio, and the person announced John Mayer’s recent denial of Googling himself every day. Apparently, Colin Farrell willingly admits to this. I don’t get what the big deal is. If I was famous (yes, I’ve finally accepted that I am not), I would want to check out what people are saying and the top hits on Google. In fact, I Google myself once every couple of months. It is fun to see what’s out there, and it is also helpful to know what potential or current employers see if (more realistically these days WHEN) then search for you online. I just noticed that I’ve been typing “Google” with a capital “G” every time…hmmm…I think the brand has set in.

3) I signed up for a 10k race tonight. It’s on May 11^th. Good idea? Bad idea? Only time will tell.

4) I’ve been eating a lot of natural peanut butter lately. A lot. I don’t know what I’m getting at here. Just thought I’d share.

5) It’s only just after 11pm, but I am going to bed. The thoughts on here are getting even more random than I had originally intended.

G’night. Zzzzzzzzzz

5k Friday

Since I already blogged about running once, I figured I might as well continue the trend. Today, I ran my very first 5k and created my very own shiny and new personal best of 34:40min. I was really happy with the time, especially since this was my first time actually running the entire 5k. Who knew it was possible!

So, I thought I’d share some words of wisdom from the run:

1) People will pass you. For the most part, there will always be those who are faster. It’s okay. It’s normal even. My running instructor warned me of said phenomenon. The people who won the race lapped me, and man were they ever AMAZING runners.

2) Wear less than you think is necessary. I was dying of heat exhaustion by the end of the thing, if for no other reason than I failed to believe I would actually run a bit faster during the race.

3) That being said, be prepared to run a bit faster. I certainly did, by far, as did others in my running group.

4) When drinking water, it is okay to slow down. I managed to get most of it down my throat…most…

5) There is no better feeling in the world than crossing that finish line. I’m in love with running. Wow. The people, the fun, the food, the run itself…it’s all amazing.

Next race? Either April or May. I have yet to decide. Wanna join?

Lessons Learned from Today’s Late-Night Run

1) If it is raining, do not wear glasses. After about 10 minutes, I couldn’t see a thing! The water on the glasses was bad enough, but the intermittent fogging made it that much worse. I was fairly close to running around blind at one point. My depth perception was way off-not the best idea I have ever had.

2) Once you’ve run in dry-fit clothing, you can never go back to cotton. Yuck! Instead of wicking the sweat away from your body, the cotton absorbs it.
3) Mittens double as Kleenex.  I know…Like you needed to know that. I swear this was AFTER I had taken them off because I was too warm (I blame the lack of proper running clothes that I currently have clean).

4) Dress appropriately for the weather. The clothes that I was wearing in -20 degree weather are no longer suitable. I need to wear much less. Overheating feels absolutely vile.

5) Rain = puddles. Dark = hard to see puddles. Jess = somewhere beyond soaked.

Lessons learned for tonight.  Sleep now.

Final thoughts on St. Patrick’s Day

As I sit here, happily chuckling over the genius of that chicken comic (see below), I am left with some final thoughts on St. Patrick’s Day. In no particular order, I give you the following:

1) I can hear drunk people yelling outside my apartment. Annoying you say? Nah. Just a consequence of where I live. It’s actually more funny than it is annoying. In the past, I’ve heard such gems as “OMG…Where are my shoes…” and “F*&(*#$U#*$)#$ I’m SO drunk!” Classy. We shall see what tonight brings. Will I be awakened to frantic, high-pitched screams of girls who are drunkenly freaking out, as per usual? Only time will tell. When is last call again?

2) Too many people who don’t normally drink wander out today. They probably went home hours ago. A friend and I saw a guy dragging both a pizza and his drunken, miniskirt-wearing girlfriend (?) home at maybe 5:30pm. Probably not a good indication of how the evening was going to go. At least he had his pizza, and she had her…I can’t say dignity…Hmmmm…I’ve got nothing.

3) I really don’t own anything green, nor do I think I have any Irish in me (hold in the jokes…). There were, however, some people dressed in very inventive and lovely outfits at work! Props.

Overall, a good day. I’m glad I do not teach tomorrow-saves having to cancel class because if no one showed today (about 30% of my class made the trek *yay*), NO ONE will show tomorrow.

P.S.

a) I had a MAD fit of the giggles today during American Beauty. Either that is one of the funniest movies I have ever seen, or I blame the chicken comic. Really, I’ll stop mentioning it now…

b) I’ve now edited this post multiple times. I would just like to announce that I’m going to bed at a reasonable hour (as in within the next 15 minutes) for those of you who were concerned about my lack of sleep yesterday

Happy St. Patrick’s Day

A sign I should just go to bed:

It’s after 1:30am. I’m sitting here on my futon. I’m flipping through a professional journal, which I won’t name, picking out grammatical errors.  This means I

a) am a nerd

b) am too picky about commas

c) should stop complaining and attempt to become an editor of said journal (or join some related committee where I can complain about said errors with gusto and disgust until someone lets me edit)

d) should good to bed

I’m thinking d…

You know you have a problem when…

you’re standing in a kitchen store, professing your love for a coffee/travel mug that is also a french press. Seriously, I am in love. I might have asked it to marry me at some point. Did I buy it, you ask? A coffee mug that beautiful and perfect deserves only the best coffee: Bridgehead. The coffee is in Ottawa, and I am not. Therefore, I either need to visit Ottawa, or order it online. Decisions…