I had a dream I remembered last night, unlike most dreams I usually have. I’m of the opinion that I’m always having dreams but I hardly ever remember them. Last night I remember driving by a lake that we were going to swim in later, but seeing a cloud of mosquitoes near the shore. Then I someone met up with my friend Il, who in real life is pretty quiet and shy, but in my dream he wanted me to sign up for an amateur stripping contest. Man stripping. He was accepted and I was rejected. I felt pretty put out by that when I woke up.

Meh. It’s probably just because he got more dates online then I ever did. I probably just need more sleep.

Monday I was incredibly busy at work. We had a huge issue at work, I was calling up people to find out more about my dad’s cousin’s wife’s situation, and my brother-in-law kept calling me. I even got a call from my mail-order pharmacy. I usually get one or two phone calls a month and I probably got a dozen on Monday. Most of the things worked themselves out, like my brother-in-law finding an iPad for Mariko. That’s right, she’s one of THOSE PEOPLE now.

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Sometimes you get good news.

I know I shouldn’t be telling you about other people’s business, but this was on a public site:

So they did a fish test (?) and found that it was Her2 positive the whole time! So now I am on Herceptin and the prognosis will get better and better. In 3 months we will see how much shrinkage there has been and I’ll be at 50/50. He has a lot of patients in remission one these drugs and a handful who haven’t presented any signs of cancer since! Yay!! I can be like you and just keep on truckin’!

Besides, that’s the best news I’ve heard all month.

Most things are really minor in comparison. But that’s my life, kind of minor.

Today was Helen at the gym, 3 rounds of 2 laps around the building, 21 24kg kettlebell swings, 12 kipping pullups. I did a lot of stuff to try to torpedo my time. Last night I stepped on the bottom of my office chair, making me limp for a while. I ate a pulled pork sandwich for lunch. I was waiting on some guys to contact me at work and they finally did about 3:30PM and I got out of work at 5:45PM into rush-hour traffic. I had to go home to change before I hit the gym and I was only about 5-10 minutes late. Anyway, my usual plan of just taking the run easy so I could do the pullups without pausing gave me my best time ever, I think. I was surprised.

So there you go. I’m reactivating my account on match.com in case anyone wants to point and laugh, but other than that I think my day is pretty much done.

I have no idea why my email is acting up right now. I believe one of my computers has decided to be finicky, and my work laptop decided that it didn’t want me to read my work email. I had to call IT and do a bunch of dances, but eventually nothing they had me do worked. I did some other odd things that shouldn’t work, but did. Hooray for Windows 7. Add to that two finicky computers that decided they wanted to start crashing and everything is just complete fun time. And I thought I was going to get some sleep tonight.

The shower tile in my mom’s bathroom is looking pretty good. It’s a lot more normal than what I have upstairs since it’s just white subway tile, but she didn’t want anything too fancy. I think it’s going to turn out great. The laundry room is pretty close to finished. One of these days it will be finished, won’t it?

The cell phone service at my desk at work is awful. I have to actually walk to the window to talk to people now. Not a big deal usually, since I make a half-dozen calls a month, but today I was getting calls all day long. What a mess.

The tile started going in downstairs and it looks pretty good. But other than that, I have nothing today. Work (which I prefer not to talk about), family matters (which I shouldn’t talk about since it is involving lawyers), and other things. Busy busy busy but when I summarize it, it’s really boring.

I suppose the most exciting thing I saw was Anderson Silva almost get his ass handed to him by a guy from Milwaulkie. The city that seems like a long strip of auto body shops and strip clubs developed a fighter that actually beat the crap out of the champion until he screwed up at the end. But really, watching TV shouldn’t be the most exciting thing in my life. At least not outside of football season.

So I spent the weekend priming and painting the laundry room. It’s a small room, but I had to avoid the washer and dryer that I moved to the middle of the room. I think it looks pretty good now. I also know much more clearly why I pay someone to paint.

Other than that it’s all things I can’t do anything about. My uncle (my dad’s cousin, really) died and it sounds like their neighbor may or may not be taking advantage of my aunt (my dad’s cousin’s wife). We weren’t informed, hardly anyone in the Spokane Japanese-American community was informed, and the neighbor has an irrevocable power of attorney, or so I’ve been told. I have no idea, really. I think I’m the closest blood relative to my uncle in the US, but my aunt has other relatives. As long as my aunt is happy, and not getting ripped off, I’m OK with it.

And a friend has a recurrence of cancer, but she told me that she’s going to fight it, or die trying. That’s the spirit.

So really, my boring life is boring, but it can still lead to stomach ulcers.

I like Big Macs and I have one every three to five years.They’re probably no worse for me than the Jack in the Box fare I get every few weeks, or the Five Guys burgers I get once a week but sometimes they make my stomach hurt so they can’t be all that good for me either. The Big Mac I had tonight was especially tasty as the lettuce (the only seeming variable) wasn’t bitter. Since I was alive in the mid-70’s, I remember the Big Mac is:

Two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun. I’m not sure any of that is cooked normally. The beef patties seem to come out of a microwave, the onions are cut into little tiny chips, and the buns don’t seem to be baked, but I find it tasty all the same.

The rest of my life is kind of causing me stress. Why not eat a Big Mac? I didn’t get fries or a sugary soda so I’m calling it a win.

I was trying to get some friends to go out to Sushiville and get some sushi-on-a-track. It’s been pretty good when I’ve been there. I kind of knew that the plans weren’t solid and so I got some pre-packaged sushi at lunch. Really, though, I didn’t have time for anything else. I really need a vacation, the kind where I can just sit on my ass by a pool or something. Or even just watch TV. A whole lot of nothing would be nice, but work is busy, and weekends are fixing the house.

I ended up going to Sushiville by myself. It was kind of weird looking around, though most of the time I was busy either scoping out the track or shoveling food in my pie hole. I saw a couple who looked like they were on a first date, and a group of young people who looked like they were just hanging out. Both the couple and the group weren’t eating all that much. I was having a hard time keeping myself to whatever number of plates I ate. In Japan it was usually eleven. I think tonight I was down around five to seven. I’m wondering if I’ slowing down or if the sushi is just larger here. I only weighed like 143 pounds when I was in Japan, I’m guessing the sushi was just smaller.

I think I did as much as I could to dehydrate myself this weekend. I went to the gym and hydrated myself with coffee, then spent eight hours in a small hot room with a dust mask on, tearing down the walls. Then I hydrated with beer. The next day I went back in the room but knocked off early to go to a barbecue and hydrate with even more beer. Sheesh. I wasn’t quite on my game today, and even at the gym I sandbagged it. IT’s just as well.

I’m glad that I pay professionals to fix my house. I was afraid the laundry room would be a horrible mess. It needed some plumbing and electrical work before it could be insulated, and no insulation means no insulation for my mom’s new bathroom, delaying work there. The laundry room is a tiny add-on (probably a walled in porch) and it’s always hotter than hell in the summer and colder than hell (I see the paradox already) in the wintertime. I think it was the only room that didn’t have the rafters insulated recently. When I got home, most of the electrical and plumbing was redone in the room and we’re only a couple days behind. Even better, the laundry room might be usable by the end of the week.

Woo, it’s later than I thought. Time to catch up on some sleep.

I had to make multiple trips to Home Depot today because I didn’t have all the electrical parts necessary to finish the laundry room. I also had a barbecue to attend to see off a friend who is moving to Germany for her job! I hate to say I’m sad to see her go because it’s a great opportunity for her, but honestly I am a bit sad. Also, I’m not sure when I’m going to finish the wiring in the laundry room. Oh, well. That’s life I guess.