Yes, please
The one in the middle. The smallest one is, well, the smallest (although beautiful in its own right), and the big one would require buying a new computer since it only runs on G5s. It conveniently matches the sexy aluminum exterior of my PowerBook. Oh, to dream...
Anyone else experience the sensation that, mere hours from when you leave your job forever, your boss becomes increasingly more grating? It's like I'm being punished for leaving. And I'm sure deep down in my boss' id, that's the case. But geez... have a heart.
For the first time in about a year, Jhon and I went bike riding together Sunday afternoon. And halfway up the hill that leads back to our apartment, I decided it's time for me to get serious about losing weight again. I pretty much had no strength, and I broke down into a hissyfit and knocked my bike over. Granted, it's a steep hill. But that moment of failure solidified the dissatisfaction I've been feeling with myself lately. So, no more soda. No more bad things. For lunch, yummy salads (now there's two words I never thought I'd string together). Smaller portions at dinner. Healthy snacks to satiate me throughout the day. I can do it! And it helps that I don't have to be at work until 9 at my new job - more time to work out in the morning without getting up while it's still dark out.