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I have to start going to bed earlier.

This latest trend of oversleeping is not good, not good at all. This morning I got up at exactly the time I'm supposed to leave to get to work on time. I don't think I've ever moved that fast in my life. I was out the door five minutes later and thank God the traffic wasn't too bad because I managed to make it on time anyway.

*twitch*

I'll have to stop poking around the internet at 11pm. Apparently my ability to function on very little sleep has diminished considerably since I left university. Gone are the days when I can go for three or four weeks on about ten hours of sleep.

Then again, I wasn't medicated then, so that might have a lot to do with it. Less anxiety = better sleep patterns. Better sleep patterns = sleeping eight hours a night and then oversleeping when you go to bed too late.

Tai Chi tonight, then dinner with the Parental Units, then toddling home to crash. I have another evaluation tomorrow for this new training, although I think it ought to go relatively well. There's only another two and a half weeks or so to go before the training is all finished and I head back into the trenches just in time for the Christmas rush.

Plans for this weekend:

Friday: fitness evaluation at Nautilus, then go home and die.
Saturday: Tai Chi in the morning, then maybe a quick stop at Nautilus depending on how fried I am from Tai Chi. If it's still on, spending the night at joane's place for a girl's night. Ought to be fun. :)
Sunday: brunch with Poms (location to be determined), then spend the afternoon at the Museum of Fine Arts to see the Richelieu exhibit. Am enthused.

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I have to start going to bed earlier.

This latest trend of oversleeping is not good, not good at all. This morning I got up at exactly the time I'm supposed to leave to get to work on time. I don't think I've ever moved that fast in my life. I was out the door five minutes later and thank God the traffic wasn't too bad because I managed to make it on time anyway.

*twitch*

I'll have to stop poking around the internet at 11pm. Apparently my ability to function on very little sleep has diminished considerably since I left university. Gone are the days when I can go for three or four weeks on about ten hours of sleep.

Then again, I wasn't medicated then, so that might have a lot to do with it. Less anxiety = better sleep patterns. Better sleep patterns = sleeping eight hours a night and then oversleeping when you go to bed too late.

Tai Chi tonight, then dinner with the Parental Units, then toddling home to crash. I have another evaluation tomorrow for this new training, although I think it ought to go relatively well. There's only another two and a half weeks or so to go before the training is all finished and I head back into the trenches just in time for the Christmas rush.

Plans for this weekend:

Friday: fitness evaluation at Nautilus, then go home and die.
Saturday: Tai Chi in the morning, then maybe a quick stop at Nautilus depending on how fried I am from Tai Chi. If it's still on, spending the night at joane's place for a girl's night. Ought to be fun. :)
Sunday: brunch with Poms (location to be determined), then spend the afternoon at the Museum of Fine Arts to see the Richelieu exhibit. Am enthused.

For Firewillow, Fearsclave and Riverwolf

From Dumb Bumpers

My wife says if I go fishing one more time, she's going to leave me. Gosh, I'm going to miss her.


The worst day fishing is better than the best day working.


Women want me. Fish fear me.


Good things come to those who BAIT!


Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will become an alcoholic.


A bad day fishing beats a good day at work.


Kiss my bass.


Strip me, whip me, tie me, fly me.


There is a fine line between fishing and standing on the shore like an idiot.


The question of fishing is not a matter of life or death... it's more important than that.


Work is for people who don't know how to fish


BOAT - A hole on the surface of water into which money is thrown


Fishing: A jerk on the end of a line...waiting for a jerk on the end of a line


Fishermen have longer rods.


Born to fish, forced to work


Fish or DIE


HOOK 'EM COOK 'EM


Have a crappie day!


Master Baiter on board.


Give me fish and no one gets hurt


Fishing today makes alcholics tomorrow.


Eat, sleep, go fishing


My boat is bigger than yours


I live with fear and danger every day, but sometimes she lets me go fishing.

For Firewillow, Fearsclave and Riverwolf

From Dumb Bumpers

My wife says if I go fishing one more time, she's going to leave me. Gosh, I'm going to miss her.


The worst day fishing is better than the best day working.


Women want me. Fish fear me.


Good things come to those who BAIT!


Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will become an alcoholic.


A bad day fishing beats a good day at work.


Kiss my bass.


Strip me, whip me, tie me, fly me.


There is a fine line between fishing and standing on the shore like an idiot.


The question of fishing is not a matter of life or death... it's more important than that.


Work is for people who don't know how to fish


BOAT - A hole on the surface of water into which money is thrown


Fishing: A jerk on the end of a line...waiting for a jerk on the end of a line


Fishermen have longer rods.


Born to fish, forced to work


Fish or DIE


HOOK 'EM COOK 'EM


Have a crappie day!


Master Baiter on board.


Give me fish and no one gets hurt


Fishing today makes alcholics tomorrow.


Eat, sleep, go fishing


My boat is bigger than yours


I live with fear and danger every day, but sometimes she lets me go fishing.

"As-tu déjà pondéré l'incommensurabilité de l'être?"

I was reminded of this today for some reason. We were in PEI two summers ago, and one morning as I sat in the hotel dining room waiting for my first cup of coffee my father (an incorrigible morning person) bounced into his seat and posed that question to me.

I was momentarily nonplussed, then burst out laughing. Only in my family could a breakfast conversation start out that way.

I had another frustrating day at work, but Tai Chi rocked, and the Parental Units were in good form tonight. Had lots of fun with them, then toddled home. Will now go crash.

"As-tu déjà pondéré l'incommensurabilité de l'être?"

I was reminded of this today for some reason. We were in PEI two summers ago, and one morning as I sat in the hotel dining room waiting for my first cup of coffee my father (an incorrigible morning person) bounced into his seat and posed that question to me.

I was momentarily nonplussed, then burst out laughing. Only in my family could a breakfast conversation start out that way.

I had another frustrating day at work, but Tai Chi rocked, and the Parental Units were in good form tonight. Had lots of fun with them, then toddled home. Will now go crash.