rants in assorted order-
work- 9 months later, its starting to look like corporate/my district managers will let me test into my promotion/raise. yearly reviews were last month, and i’m happy that my boss was objective enough with me to remind me abt my shortcomings. (no sarcasm) i reminded him of my apathy, and we called a draw.
coming out of cough/cold/flu season is still throwing me for a bit of a loop, even though i’ve done this 10 times. still expecting to be crack squirrel busy every time i go in, and the downtime irritates me. sun comes out and people forget that they still have high blood pressure, low thyroid, and any other number of chronic ailments.
school- must. get. motivated. do. not. want. repeat. last. quarter.
i can has engrish?
maybe, just maybe if i can convince myself to keep my mouth shut in class, i’d care more about writing my papers. i LOATHE repeating myself and much of what i should write, i’ve already said in class. this option means i don’t get to fuck with people as much as i’d like to, and i consider that one of my favorite forms of recreation.
also, i must not have been an american white girl in my past life- i got an 83/100 on a spanish test that i missed a class (only 2 per week), didn’t have my book to study with the night before, and hadnt looked at for 4 days before that. still wondering how the fuck i pulled that off. wasn’t soft grading, either. Future tense FTW!!
lifting/the meet- its not what i do for a living. im not famous, its not gonna make me rich, its just a hobby.
but i love it. every bit of it. that sub 10 second lift that seems like 10 minutes, where so much happens so quickly. looking at the bar- that marriage of iron and gravity, mocking me and picking a fight. a fight i want to win. that i WILL win. if not today, tomorrow. or the day after that…
if i didn’t love it, i wouldnt give it so much brainspace. I’ve learned so much in the last 8 months & gotten so much stronger.
I can’t honestly say that i’m nervous. I’m thinking about it more and more, going through all 9 lifts over and over and over again. Determined not for better numbers, but to perform better. By that i mean that IF i fail, to not fail in the same way with the same weights i did last time.
bodyweight is still fluctuating, and could go either way. if i’m <170 i’ll take a piss and go for 165. if i’m 170 or up i’ll just roll with it. already have the day before the meet off, so theres no chance i’m missing weighins this time. 
climbing- i’ve been asked to NOT do it the week before the meet. sadface. i get it, though.
other- across-the-hall-bro is being a tool and theres nothing i want to say to him, just wanna shake the shit out of him until i feel better… it may or may not knock some sense into him.
the younger of the two, awesome bro, is still awesome and had his first cheat day thursday night… and the food hangover the next day!! (to finish the family part both sisters are the same ole touch n go.)
I’m getting sucked into the politics of this small town and there’s nothing i can do about it. People i care about are involved, and i’m committed to at least an accessory. all the more reason for me to get the fuck outta dodge when i graduate. i hate politics almost as much as i hate religion.
-how much can i avoid school work? no nap today after the gym, came straight home and (in no particular order):
-cleaned out the fridge
-made food
-vacuumed living room and bedroom
-catbox scooped
-took an old chair to the curb - kitty pissed all over i dunno how many times. cleaned it up a bit and left it outside. took < 3 hrs for it to get picked up. SUCKERS.
-dishes. twice.
-laundry
-car stuff- spot upholstery cleaning, armor-all, rain-x anti fog, trash emptied, gym bag back in the house
-long talk with Galileo (i may have convinced him to come to the meet!)
-familiarizing myself with teh interwebs.
oh and before i forget, atlas shrugged part 1- the bit i was most excited to see wasnt there, but its a relatively small piece. the movie is amazeballs.
