Just showered and headed upstairs, only to discover that Tomo (cat #1) puked all over my printer, desk, and floor. Today just started on a *great* note.

Muppet Bohemian Rhapsody: this brings back memories; I didn’t know I remembered that many Muppet Show characters.

Night of Fire: This is the kind of link that I send to my “friends.” I actually sent this one in July 2008; thank Brian’s thread necromancy for reminding me about it.

Shit. Darcy is going to be intolerable tomorrow.

There are (gasp!) actual Duck fans in my office. (For those not in Oregon: tonight is the Oregon State/Oregon civil war game, and the Rose Bowl is on the line.) The quantity of snark being tossed back and forth was so large that I couldn’t resist getting involved myself—and I don’t really care all that much.

Looking forward to rubbing in a Beaver victory tomorrow. (That said: I’ve seen the Beavers—in general, not this particular team—choke at critical moments too many times to have any real expectations.)

Assorted thoughts

I could post all these as demi-tweets, but too many of those in a row start getting old. Not to mention that, under the current design, the page would appear perforated.

I am so close to not being lame (as Sarah puts it) that I can hardly stand it. The last two days my plantar fasciitis has been pain-free, save for the discomfort caused by my arch support insert sliding forward in my shoe and putting my heel in an uncomfortable half-supported position. Next term I should be able to dance again, instead of standing impotently on the sidelines while everyone else dances.

These days when I get bored, instead of drooling on myself in front of the computer like I’ve historically done, I figure I might as well hop on the elliptical and actually exercise. This is a totally unprecedented thought process for me.

In general, I only seem to be able to focus on one aspect of my life at any time—anything else is vaguely annoying and secondary. School and work were traditional areas of focus back in the day; currently—as you might guess from the above—it’s exercising. It’s a weird sort of anti-multitasking; quite productive for what I’m focusing on, but a raw deal for everything else.

Tonight at dance practice Barry and I impressed a small crowd by spontaneously singing along with Lady in Red. Pretty sure we’re a shoo-in for a record deal (March 2004, nevar forget).

I recently finished watching Kenichi: the show is hugely entertaining, save for the motivation of the “final” opponent (air quotes because the manga continues beyond the anime). In many ways it’s a stereotypical shounen manga story: guy works hard, is true to his principles and his friends, and through that manages to overcome adversity. (Also: blasts of power and multi-episode battles. Thankfully, though, Kenichi kept those to a minimum.) I find myself appreciating those shounen morality staples more than I probably should for someone of my age—they feel lacking from what I see of modern US culture.

Today’s drama at work was an overflowing toilet and the valiant efforts of three brave souls to stop the carnage and clean up the mess. One of the three was my office manager, who reports that afterwards she stormed into The Boss’ office and raged for a while—only to have him laughing so hard he cried. Finest response, IMO.

While I’m having mixed feelings about posting pictures in my pseudo-tweet posts, here’s one courtesy of Myles:

So it just occurred to me that the phrase that girl really cooks! has a literal meaning, in addition to the outdated-slang meaning I would initially read into it.

I still absolutely suck at navigating around Portland (and I still hate the traffic), but at least some of the roads and landmarks around my friends’ places are starting to look a bit familiar.

Black Friday is also known as Play Games All Day Day in my group of friends. I like the idea of PGAD, though I generally never attend (it’s in Portland, and I am not). This year was a sorta-exception: I drove up, but did so late enough that I didn’t really attend PGAD. Still, good to see my Portland brethren; it’s been a while since I last visited them.

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