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I learned something today...
I learned...

- to be careful what you wish for. For a long time, my life consisted of work, sleep and the occasional-but-not-enough party. I felt I was wasting a lot of time. I was, really. Just sitting around watching TV is not very productive for anything except being not slim. For the last month, however, things have just been batshit crazy. Now things go: wake up, work, working out, work, work again, more working out if I can stand, making dinner in there somewhere, hanging out with friends A LOT and sometimes sleep. Now, I would never give up that time with my friends. Frankly, I think I still don't do enough of it. Some of the other stuff, though, has got to go. The 12 hour work days, for example. I'm still working two jobs to try and pay for the Hawaii trip. I haven't decided whether or not I'll finally leave Kenwood behind after the trip is over. I REALLY should, but there's something nice about that extra money. I'd only have to work about 6-8 hours/week, which some would argue isn't worth it, but it's not bad. Point, though, is that although I'm happy that I've found ways to fill my days, life could shift down to third for just a little while.

- that reading/watching the news makes me sad. We're a little slow at work, so I have time to peruse the Google news feeds. From oil being over $126/barrel to this democratic nomination battle that's becoming very tiring to all the other crazy shit going on in this world, I really just feel depressed sometimes. It's very sad.

- that apparently I have the upper body strength of a 12 year old girl. I started to throw a little weight training in during the lunch break. I know I'm not supposed to be using a terribly large amount of weight anyway. I'm not. The small amount I am using for some upper body exercises is still too much and it's sort of embarrassing. I can still leg press pretty much the entire stack of weights, but as far as the upper body goes, it's laughable.

- that I'm less than useless on a basketball court. I used to play basketball a little. I was never really any good, but I could shoot a little. It's kinda like the lines from BASEketball:

Coop: But we're pretty good at basketball.
Reemer: Yeah, as long as we don't have to run or jump or dribble, or anything.
Coop: That shit's overrated anyway.

I stepped on to the court at work the other day to shoot around. I've gone many years and grown many inches since I really shot around last. Watching me play basketball is just one more thing that's kind of embarassing.

- that eating healthier makes me really want to not eat healthy. The stuff I'm eating is fine, but I've been dying for something fried and covered in grease.

- that sleeping on my couch for two years was fucking dumb. My bed is awesome.

I'm sure I learned a lot more than that, but that's all I can remember for now.