So we had a lunchtime new year's party at work complete with alcohol. Two beers and a long conversation about what constitutes good 80s music later, I'm supposed to attempt to work. Basically, the boys who share my office and I spent the rest of the afternoon bitching about copyright and the record companies. I planned out three meals and made a grocery list. Language Guy installed Linux on one of our machines and I'm not sure what Web Guy was working on. We all left at 4:30.
I have now worked out 5 days in a row. The exercise woman on tv said if my muscles are sore, I should take the day off tomorrow, so that's what I'm going to do. The exercise place a block away is open now and I'm thinking about dropping by on my way to work and see what kind of pricing schemes they have and equipment and what not. Heck, I'll settle for a treadmill in the warm weather. I should be working on my thigh muscles to help with the kneecap that doesn't want to stay in place.
I have lots to say on some of the political issues swirling around, but that's a post that will have to wait until the weekend. And I'm still thinking about blogs and genre and hoping to delve into that a little more. I have to make it through the writing weekend and then I can breathe a little.