Wednesday, March 22, 2006

I am so fucking tired

I slept in, so I was at the gym working out by 8:00am. I rushed through my workout so I could in the office by 9:00am.

I had a chiro appointment at noon, which meant I had to leave about 11:50am to make that (and found out I'm only going 3x/week now). I ran home quick for lunch and was back at the office for worthless Wednesdays at 1:15pm.

I spent every second this afternoon working on getting Reports working with Portal (except for the minutes I spent bitching about it on my blog). I made quite a bit of progess, but worked until 6:20pm when I was planning to leave a little after 5:00pm.

Ran home, got my stuff, ran to the pool for the first workout of the new Wednesday session. Apparently they've moved the time up *again* which irritates me. 7:50pm became 7:10pm which is now 7:00pm. Had a horrible 12 minute swim, finished with a headache, swam a poor workout after (my shoulder is killing me), was out of the hottub and in the shower at 8:15pm.

Ran and got some food, ran to the ATM, then met my crasian tutor at 9:00pm for an hour of hateful Calculus (that somehow became 90 minutes) followed by his party trick: "tell me your birthday and I'll tell you what day of the week you were born on". Apparently this is how he talks to girls.

Now I'm finally home. Me and my ice pack are going to watch an hour of Roswell and call it a night. Tomorrow after Calc class is the Prodigy concert. wh00t!

4 comments:

Mike said...

Wow. You really need a vacation.......or a clone. At least the weekend is around the corner.

Annie said...

I'm sorry the lap swimming class is so inconvenient for you. I have to admit, teaching four classes a week instead of six is much easier on me, since my schedule looks like yours. I can relate, but that's why the time is moved up. Not that it was my idea to teach less, but I'm not complaining.

I thought you swam well last night, especially since we've been on a break. Give yourself one, too! :)

Justin said...

But isn't it still better than working for clowns?

Anonymous said...

Mmmm. Clowns and pools. What a combo! ~Little Joey