I started school last week and let me tell you, 201 courses are nothing but a pain in the ass. I can only imagine what 301 will be like. Nothing but research papers this semester. Moreover, I have to pick an article about something I’m pumped for because we’re going to be referencing it for the entirety of the semester! Are you kidding me?!?! My attention span is as long as a five year olds! I give up already. Stupid research papers. Booo!
My iPod. Oh god. I am so sad.
I went for a run on Saturday (the first since, well, since the break up) and it was so fucking great I can’t even begin to express. As soon as I felt that familiar burn in my lungs I felt my heart take a few steps backward. I was soothed for the first time in so long. I watched the mountains grow slowly closer to me and then fade behind the bare branches of the trees. The concrete was my ocean and my feet were my life preserver. The wind blew on my face… threw my hair… in my eyes. God it was fantastic….
But my iPod…
The menu button on my little squash nano is broken. It won’t respond! Not to the touch, not to the angry shouts of its owner, nothing will motivate it to bring me back to the list of songs or even the main menu. I am saddened. I am dismayed. I am red with frustration. I went to Apple’s website figuring it would be as helpful and easy to navigate as my iBook. I assumed I would find a solution in no time! Boy was I wrong. I went through their entire help section for iPod Nanos (2nd generation) but nothing helped. I did the stupid little reset thing but still nothing! I thought I would porous the discussion boards for a moment but still, nothing!!!! So Felician (LOL) suggested I reset it back to the factory settings. Booo!
LOLrissa and I made pot roast last night. It turned out really well actually, we were quite surprised. Her house smelled so lovely for so long that it was hard to let that smell go. We made some weird little cookie bar things too. They’re actually way good. I think I might make some for Ryan for his b-day. Speaking of…
I am way pumped for this weekend. It’s Ryan’s birthday! Yay! And unlike last weekend, I am going to allow myself to get completely obliterated without a second thought! I’ll have my girls there to back me up… and to hold my hair back… to stand me up… and to shut me up….
I’m on Red Bull #1. I’m willing to bet that I’m on #2 by noon.
My iPod. Oh god. I am so sad.
I went for a run on Saturday (the first since, well, since the break up) and it was so fucking great I can’t even begin to express. As soon as I felt that familiar burn in my lungs I felt my heart take a few steps backward. I was soothed for the first time in so long. I watched the mountains grow slowly closer to me and then fade behind the bare branches of the trees. The concrete was my ocean and my feet were my life preserver. The wind blew on my face… threw my hair… in my eyes. God it was fantastic….
But my iPod…
The menu button on my little squash nano is broken. It won’t respond! Not to the touch, not to the angry shouts of its owner, nothing will motivate it to bring me back to the list of songs or even the main menu. I am saddened. I am dismayed. I am red with frustration. I went to Apple’s website figuring it would be as helpful and easy to navigate as my iBook. I assumed I would find a solution in no time! Boy was I wrong. I went through their entire help section for iPod Nanos (2nd generation) but nothing helped. I did the stupid little reset thing but still nothing! I thought I would porous the discussion boards for a moment but still, nothing!!!! So Felician (LOL) suggested I reset it back to the factory settings. Booo!
LOLrissa and I made pot roast last night. It turned out really well actually, we were quite surprised. Her house smelled so lovely for so long that it was hard to let that smell go. We made some weird little cookie bar things too. They’re actually way good. I think I might make some for Ryan for his b-day. Speaking of…
I am way pumped for this weekend. It’s Ryan’s birthday! Yay! And unlike last weekend, I am going to allow myself to get completely obliterated without a second thought! I’ll have my girls there to back me up… and to hold my hair back… to stand me up… and to shut me up….
I’m on Red Bull #1. I’m willing to bet that I’m on #2 by noon.
