One Song / From the pretty boy front man / Who wasted opportunity

[ase]

In affirmation that I know a thing or two about Photoshop, I rock.

Tomorrow I am taking the GREs, and I haven't cracked the study book in a week. Or more. The prospect of failure which I set myself for had me kicking myself for a solid two days. I am not really resigned to the state of things tonight, but after a bike ride - yay endorphins - I am at least not convinced that One Song Glory has deep and immediate personal relevance. (Much.) It's the GREs: worst case scenario, I fail miserably, hate the universe, bake I Hate the Universe cookies and use the last of my Zipcar prepaid time to buy some something frozen, sugary and soy-based, and after cookies and frozen stuff drive up and down the highway singing along to "Bobby McGee" and "Please Don't Leave Me" and "This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race" and every other defiant, sad sad song (I'm only happy when it rains) until I only hate some of the universe. And then I go to work Thursday morning, browbeat people into forming a fall 2009 GRE study group, and take it again in October. I have the money, for once, for the moment. Or I get a decent score and drive the car around town to Goo Goo Dolls and the Pointer Sisters, and bake Sorry For All the Angst cookies over the weekend.

It's time to turn over my work playlists, but I'm running into problems: I already have half of Pink's "Stupid Girls" album in different mixes. So I'll have to branch out a bit. My life is so hard (not really): there is too much awesome music in the world.

I complained about a laundry list of worried well concerns to my doctor at my last appointment, and got a suggestion to exercise more and snack for the blood sugar shakes. So basically, what I was doing my last year of college? Sweet. Except for the part where I was about three times more active in college than I am now: I'm going to have to integrate running or swimming or cycling into every day. This could be hard.

I finally bought my San Francisco plane tickets: in town the evening of the 16th, heading home on a redeye on the 21st. I have guide books, no idea what I'm going to do there, and no idea where I'm staying, other than "not in a high crime area like the Tenderloin." Yay vacation!

Comments

[toraks]

woo hoo on the icons! They're really great! I'm sooo jealous of how beautiful they are!! :-D

Good luck on the GREs!!!

And the exercise -- the joblessness in my case will hopefully translate into my projected exercise/fitness routine rather than spirals of couch potato eat-everything-in-sight and more depression.

Yay for San Francisco!!! YAY!!!

[ase]

woo hoo on the icons! They're really great! I'm sooo jealous of how beautiful they are!! :-D

I take requests? And sometimes bribes? ;-)

Good luck on the GREs!!!

Thanks! I did okay. I might retake them, though, to bring up my math score.

And the exercise -- the joblessness in my case will hopefully translate into my projected exercise/fitness routine rather than spirals of couch potato eat-everything-in-sight and more depression.

I find having an external carrot helps a lot. When I took a one-credit weightlifting class, I skipped maybe one gym session, because I knew I was being graded.

San Francisco is going to be a breath of fresh air. I'm very excited.

[toraks]

hee hee, thanks for the icon offer, but it was mostly envy and awe of your talent. Nothing specific in mind. :-)

Good luck with all the GRE stuff. I hated that you really do have to just get perfect on the math. blech. Hopefully it won't be a big deal for the bio grad programs, I can't remember how much it mattered.

Unfortunately, my only carrots are food (meaning the only things I can think of to bribe myself with...which is not helpful for losing weight). I'm mostly hoping to just incorporate more walking into my routine, which may be easier without a real job. I'm hoping. The new city library is a long enough walk from the building that I'm hoping that'll be a good incentive -- even if I don't browse books everyday, I do love me a library. ;-p

Aw, I hope you have a great time in SF!

[ase]

My preferred exercise routine: request a hold for a library book, bike to library when the book comes in. Reading the book may be entirely optional. The threat of losing the book when the hold expires and the book goes back into general circulation is a sufficient motivator. Maybe you could try something similar? Or do something with movies?

I personally like cycling more than most forms of exercise: I still get hot and sweaty, but I also get a breeze. :-)