Who's Gonna Run Your Wild Horses

I love to buy running-gear. I have lots of running pants (the stretchy kind with the stripes up the side). I have lots of running shoes, all in a variety of purples. I especially love running-entertainment. Whenever I buy a new CD or mp3 player, it absolutely must have "anti-skip for running" features. It's quite the selling point for me. "I can use this for running? How wonderful! I'll take it!"

So here's the the thing. I've never gone running. Ever. Ok, ok, there was one time back in college, my ROTC roommate dragged me to an indoor track for company and I sat the bench after 1 lap.

I don't have any illusions about one day becoming a runner. I don't set my alarm for 6:00 every single morning (believing the night before that I will actually get up) and then decide to sleep in instead. I know that I'm a lazy person. I set my alarm for 8:30. So why can't I get this running-thing out of my head?

Just the other day, my brother gave me an ipod shuffle for my birthday, and the first thought to pop in my head when I opened it was, "Wow! This will be great for running!!"

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Black Sabbath

Bon Jovi was fantastic... he mostly played older stuff. The whole thing was very 80's. It was cool though. Please tell me super-tight jeans and high waistbands are NOT coming back into style.

Tomorrow I'm headed down to Cedar Point. Haven't been there in a few years. Should be fun.

Oh yeah, and Saturday is my birthday. Ugh. I hate this "getting older" thing. At least I'll be too busy defying gravity on my stupid day to notice that I'm over the hill.

The media has convinced us all that we should have "accomplished" something by my age. Well, I haven't, and that depresses me.

Just imagine what I'll be like on my 30th birthday! ;)

Riveted

Yesterday, I made two life-altering discoveries.

The first is spray-on panyhose. I suffer from a condition that causes me to ruin every pair of panyhose I own the very first time I wear them. Sometimes I don't even get them on both legs before I put a hole in them. This leg-makeup really looks like the real thing and is so much easier in the morning than searching for a pair that, at the very least, has a hole in a place that won't show.

My second discovery is the show "Arrested Development". For some reason, I never watched it this season, most likely the result of a programming conflict. Last night, FOX was having a two-hour marathon. I didn't move the whole two hours. I seriously have not laughed that hard or that often at any TV show in recent memory. Between this show and LOST, I will be spending a lot of time in front of the TV this fall.

It's Official

The title says it all. I have firmly decided that I really don't want to be a graphic designer. The last two years have made me realize that I hate clients. I hate changing my vision to fit the whims of someone without any artistic talent. It feels a little too much like whoring my skills out.

SO... No more graphic design.

My decision will limit me even more when it comes to a real job search, but it's for the best. I'm specializing in digital artwork, manipulation, and reconstruction. I have more of an edge in that area, so when I finally find an employer hiring for that kind of work, there won't be as much competition.

The cool part of all this is that I get to deconstruct my current website and put something more fun up. Watch for big changes in the next few weeks!

Drink! Drink!

There are only three things you must understand about my day.

1. A few weeks ago, I bought Bon Jovi tickets.
2. It's 7:30 and I'm already tipsy
3. I forgot the last one.