Wasted Days

I hate to waste a day and that is what I felt like I did today, work wise. I worked my ass off, and for nothing. I could go on and on about it, but this is a bike blog, not a blog about a graphic designer that freaking HATES web design, and the fact that freaking knowing some bull shit secret nerd speak, Spock code, is what determines how something functions/looks. Just sayin'. BTW, no offence to any of my nerd readers. I'm just a moe-ran.

{fu-repeat% repeat-fu% hate*}
{url name: http://code: c,a,n,-SUCKit}

So I spent 8 hours holed up in my office (or spare bedroom with a computer in it, if you want to split hairs) and got NO freaking workout in of any kind. Enter one frustrated, soon to be slob.

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I'm accidentally off sugar and really diggin' it. Yep, Monday I went to pour my Tub O'Coffee and saw we were out of the white goodness. So I reached for the tolerable, but not the same Stevia. Each Tub I get it more dialed in, and now I think I'm actually preferring it to the over the top taste of sugar. The key is to not use as much as you think you need. A little goes a long way.

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Getting anxious to figure out some races this year. Normally I obsess about this from November until April, but my "semi retired" (code for not giving a shit) attitude, finds me waiting a bit longer to obsess. I mean I can't beat the race bug, but I can at least battle it back a bit. I thinking a 13, a hundie or two an a 24 might do me nicely. Which ones(other than the LBD) are not known to me right now, but I'm thinkin'.

Also, I got some me some El Mariachi on the brain for '10. Not sure that will happen, but I might not be able to control the lust. Like I've said before, being married is bad enough (just kidding baby, I love you!), no need to be all "married to a bike." What's a semi retired, never really WAS a racer type person to do? Hmmmm.....

Time to go check out some schedules, some calendars, and then get stare blindly at Dreamweaver for 30 minutes to 8 hours willing it to do something.... ANYTHING. LOL!

Later.

p.s. every time I typed "semi retired" I wanted to type semi retarded. Freudian slip of the truthful kind I suppose.