Ikeeeeeeeeeeeeea
This morning I got up and ran around Greenlake. No, seriously. I didn't like, run the whole time, I mostly would run for 30-60 seconds, then walk for a minute or two, then run, then walk, but I ran, I really did. I should do that more and build up stamina.
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oren asked if I'd want to check out a supposed Philly cheesesteak place in the u-district. We went there and it turned out to be closed. Oops. So we got lunch at Chipotle instead. Mm, Chipotle.
Oren has a bigger car than I do, so he offered to take me to IKEA, so we did that. My goal had been to get a new dresser or wardrobe or something to keep t-shirts in, but I wasn't really quite happy with anything I saw there, so I decided to continue thinking it over. What I did get was three new bookcases, which can go under the counter and in the hallway and things like that. Trust me, they fit. So now I have some more shelf space. I might make the hallway bookcase my baseball bookcase, maybe.
While I built bookcases and did laundry, Oren hung out here and played Kingdom Hearts. It took me like an hour to figure out why the voice of Sora sounded so familiar (it's Haley Joel Osment), and the Disney voices are pretty funny.
I still have a lot of cleaning to do. I feel uninspired.
I actually logged into PP and pillaged for an hour tonight. I think that was like, one of the first times I'd actually played any of the puzzles in about three weeks. I just can't make myself care about the game at all anymore, really.
Somehow the Mariners have managed to take the last 3 games from the AL-West-leading Angels, which is crazy. Jamie Moyer got his 200th career win over my favorite blue-eyed pitcher last night, and the M's actually bothered giving Ryan Franklin some run support today. Crazy. I had started writing an article about "Willie Bloomquist the Washburn-killer" but then USSM beat me to the punch. Dammit!
oren asked if I'd want to check out a supposed Philly cheesesteak place in the u-district. We went there and it turned out to be closed. Oops. So we got lunch at Chipotle instead. Mm, Chipotle.Oren has a bigger car than I do, so he offered to take me to IKEA, so we did that. My goal had been to get a new dresser or wardrobe or something to keep t-shirts in, but I wasn't really quite happy with anything I saw there, so I decided to continue thinking it over. What I did get was three new bookcases, which can go under the counter and in the hallway and things like that. Trust me, they fit. So now I have some more shelf space. I might make the hallway bookcase my baseball bookcase, maybe.
While I built bookcases and did laundry, Oren hung out here and played Kingdom Hearts. It took me like an hour to figure out why the voice of Sora sounded so familiar (it's Haley Joel Osment), and the Disney voices are pretty funny.
I still have a lot of cleaning to do. I feel uninspired.
I actually logged into PP and pillaged for an hour tonight. I think that was like, one of the first times I'd actually played any of the puzzles in about three weeks. I just can't make myself care about the game at all anymore, really.
Somehow the Mariners have managed to take the last 3 games from the AL-West-leading Angels, which is crazy. Jamie Moyer got his 200th career win over my favorite blue-eyed pitcher last night, and the M's actually bothered giving Ryan Franklin some run support today. Crazy. I had started writing an article about "Willie Bloomquist the Washburn-killer" but then USSM beat me to the punch. Dammit!