This is what Reggie Fils-Aime is doing instead of making good decision at Nintendo of America...
That's really all I have to say today.
I haven't run this week. Monday it was crappy out, so I figured I'd run Tuesday. Then my schedule changed, and I had an opening shift instead of a closing shift. We had a meeting at night, and when I went home, it was storming. I missed my run. And today? So far...rain, tons of wind...etc. Looks like I could miss my run today, too. Anyone know where there's a free indoor track around here I could use?
All these rainy days have had me writing a little bit and playing a lot of Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time on the 3DS (which, can I say, is amazingly new and nostalgic all at once). Oh...and listening to music. Of course, there's almost ALWAYS music on at home. I was curious what my most played songs were, and the list was as follows:
1. "Fuck You" by Cee Lo Green
2. "Shame for You" by Lily Allen
3. "Black Keys" by Andy Davis
4. "Killing Me Softly" by the Fugees
5. "Cryin'" by Aerosmith
6. "(You Make Me Feel) Like a Natural Woman" by Aretha Franklin
7. "Wicked Game" by Chris Isaak
8. "Nervous" by Dryve
9. "L.O.V." by Fitz and the Tantrums
10. "Sadie Hawkins Dance" by Relient K
I was honestly a little shocked. It's not entirely indicative of the music I feel I've been listening to. I mean, "Fuck You" is a great song, and that one was no surprise. It's been played WAY more often than any other song...of course, we listened to it, like, ten times when my brother was over right after it came out, so, you know.
I can't even remember how "Shame for You" goes, s I can't believe it's second. The next three are pretty accurate, though. That Aretha song is one I can't remember hearing recently OR very often, but...there it is.
And the last three? Hm. Still kind of odd to me. The Fitz and the Tantrums song should probably be higher on the list. And I'm really surprised there's no Ben Folds on this list, considering they're my favorite band. They made the top 25, but there's only one song clocking it at number 20, and it's not one I even love.
Oh, and number 11? "The Bed Intruder Song" by Antoine Dodson. Yeah...guilty pleasure and a party song. Sometimes I don't play DJ at my own parties; I just let whoever play whatever. But, honestly, that one's mostly me. Ha!
I've contemplated shaving my head. I love my hair. It's thick and pretty easy to manage, and I've never thought, "God, I hate my hair..." ever. But recently, I've been looking in the mirror and going, "Meh." I'm getting tired of the same style every day, and I think I'm ready for a change. But...half my personality is in my hair.
I'm only half joking about that.
I had a dream last night that I was combing it back and it was getting longer and longer and longer until it was flowing and sandy brown and kind of styled like...I dunno...Murphy Brown or something.
Yikes. The thing is, I was so happy! Confused about how I'd style it, yes...but happy.
Will I change it? Probably not. I'm a creature of habit, and hair, while there is that old fall back, "It'll grow out," isn't something I take risks with. Except that one time I dyed it red. That was kind of fun. But I'm not going to color it again. No way. College is a good time for being "Arizona Clay", but not in the professional, cut-throat world of bank tellering. *snicker* I couldn't even type that with a straight face.
I think it's time for a change. Just not now. And definitely not right before Pride.
It's hot. Very hot. What am I doing? Well, I took a short, short run this morning. And now? I'm just doing as little as possible in the AC.
I used to live for this weather. I loved being outside when it was hot. It was my favorite part of the year. But now? I'm finding myself becoming one of those miserable, sweaty people you hear about on the news. Or...something.
You know who else hates the heat?
If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have the AC on, probably. But he just looks so miserable in his little pool of fat and fur. Although, really, he makes it worse by sitting in the sun when it's already 80 in the apartment.
Thankfully, we're all happier now that we've turned on the air.