Archive for the ‘SUBURBAN RUT’ Category

And watching ESPN during the day feels like I’m just goofing off.

Thursday, November 2nd, 2006

A coworker and I have been making a habit of heading up to our building's gym during the day to continue work on our respective guts. (Further evidence I'm turning into an old man: used to be I could lose weight when I wanted to just by not eating so ...

Sunday, average Sunday.

Sunday, October 22nd, 2006

Accomplished everything I set out to do today, which won't sound quite as impressive once you're done reading. It's slowly sliding into blue sweatshirt weather, which I welcome. You may have known that my trademark is the blue hooded zip-front sweatshirt, but did you know that I currently own three of ...

I don’t have to leave the house for the excitement to find me.

Saturday, October 14th, 2006

It was time to stop putting things off and start cleaning my kitchen, so I put on my not-fucking-around headband, cranked the Justin Timberlake, and got to work. Doorbell! Doorbell! What the shit? I put my sponge down, put my jeans on, and got the door. A travelling saleswoman! What a charming ...

Is it Monday yet?

Monday, October 9th, 2006

I'm really mad at myself. My fortune cookie was clearly wrong, even before adding "in bed." Hell, I didn't even get it looked at. Was not feeling it today, ducked out early. Stopped off at the Whole Foods (because really, I've had it with all these fucking partial foods) for a ...

That’s a total of $224.75 in found money.

Friday, October 6th, 2006

I just found out that my employer will let me submit an expense report for Internet access, since I do a lot of overtime and on-call stuff from home. Free cash! So I hop over to the Time Warner website to print off some old bills, since I'm going to be ...

Three things.

Friday, September 8th, 2006

1) I was listening to Sirius Hits 1 on my drive to work yesterday, because I like to keep it easy to chew in the morning. They have a set of predictable morning DJs, but they manage to keep the banter to thirty-or-so seconds every three or four songs, which ...

It’s my birthday.

Saturday, August 26th, 2006

Today is the 27th Annual Scott Jennings Day, and, as always, you should celebrate as your family's tradition would dictate. Me, I'm drunk at 4:30am after usurping Dave Siegel's going-away party. I'm going to sleep for a little while, then go see Snakes on a Plane for the third time with ...

No need for nervousness, it’s just a little turbulence.

Thursday, August 17th, 2006

I know I'm way behind on my deliverables, but I've been BUSY. No real need to re-live the past, let's peek at the future: Tonight: Snakes on a Plane! Snakes on a Plane! Holy shit, there's Snakes on a Plane! Tomorrow: Community Bike at Harold Night Saturday: Roadtrip to Lexington as my quest ...

One slice at a time.

Tuesday, July 25th, 2006

Look, when you get to be my age (30, if you round up), you start to know what you're looking for from life. And if you're like me, it's the simple things that you have to have the way you have to have them — I don't suffer bad movies, ...

Janel Moloney, call me.

Friday, July 21st, 2006

I just finished season 7 of The West Wing today. Inhaled the entire series in about six weeks. Incredible stuff. And now I don't know what to do with myself. Seriously. I just flipped on CNN, and neither Martin Sheen nor Jimmy Smits are anywhere to be found. I guess it was all ...