I often try to wait until the end of the day to post so I can report what has happened all day long. But what happens is that late in the day I forget what I was doing during my waking hours. That’s actually a lie, because I’m not really paying attention to what I’m doing in the first place, so there’s really no additional forgetting that’s going on. Late in the day is just a lot of computer geeking and thinking about peach pie. And really, it’s probably the season to be thinking about strawberry shortcake, anyway.

I used to hang out on Facebook a lot but now I have no idea what’s going on there. I just traded one addiction for another, though, and I’m on twitter a lot more. It’s kind of weird, after Facebook tried to be more twitter-like, I just gave up and went to twitter. And twitter doesn’t have all those “Are you a single loser in your forties?” ads like Facebook has on EVERY PAGE I FRIGGING GO TO. Rub it in, why don’t you? I’ll just quit using Facebook. Ha HA!

But really I don’t need Facebook singles, I get DIRECT EMAILS from HOT WOMEN who AREN’T JUST SPAM. OK, so I’m exaggerating and even my real live female friends don’t email me all that often, but I did get the following email today:

Hello the stranger I have seen your structure on fitness-singless.com and it has liked me Especially I liked your eyes and your sight. I think that at us many interests which can connect us. You can communicate with me through this ema il lonely3_2moon@yahoo.com and we can support our dialogue. I shall wait.

See? What did I tell you. Not only am I smoking hot (especially if you have seen my structure), but I get emails from women with poor grammar and punctuation. You know how that turns me on. (I’m the guy who broke up with a woman for poor spelling, or at least that’s what the “25 Things You Didn’t Know About Me” on Facebook says.)

So, if you wonder what’s happened to me, I’m either not paying attention to Facebook, or my network is down because of my new and flaky firewall, or I’m busy supporting my dialog with lonely3_2moon. Or I’m working on my structure; I spend a lot of time at the gym doing just that.

So it took me all weekend to cobble together a server that I’m running now. We’ll see if it’s working. If it’s not, you won’t see this.

The good part is that I can sit on my fat behind for most of the time I do all this. The bad part is that I’m sitting on my behind in front of a computer for most of the time I do this. All my computers are networked, so I can usually sit in a nice chair and watch videos on a second monitor (like the last episodes ever of Dollhouse, Life, Scrubs, and Pushing Daisies) that I missed seeing when they were actually broadcast.

And now I’m sitting here trying to figure out the last little bits of it. It always comes down to giving up because of time rather than finishing on time with this computer stuff.

So I was listening to a guy talk about how he liked being single. He’s out on the town being a DJ and going to basketball games. All I could think was that I’m glad I’m single too, because who else would let me sit at home setting up a new computer all weekend?

I was supposed to see my friend DJ tonight, but I decided to stay at home and be boring, which is a lot of what I did tonight. I didn’t sleep all that well last night, so I took it easy today. Isn’t that what the weekend is for anyway?

I went to a going away thing after work today. One of the managers is changing groups and I thought I’d wish him well. Unfortunately, I had two glasses of beer and that plus the lack of sleep made me quite tired on the way home. Of course that means I’m up now, trying to get a computer set up at 12:30 instead of sleeping like I should.

I could describe how I’m netbooting a Sun Netra T1 and installing across the network, but it’s really rather dull. I’ve done it plenty of times and it really consists of me failing repeatedly until it finally seems to work. There are lots of little bits to set up and there’s no really clear directions. Whatever. It’s working now.

So, in any case, that’s my Friday night. A nap, a headache, and setting up a really geeky old computer while watching some TV shows from earlier in the week. Just the way I like it (except for the headache part).

Here I am, up late again. I put aside my Kindle but I spent a lot of time trying to pare down the list of songs I have for my iPod. I have a 40GB iPod but I usually carry around a 4GB Nano as a backup for my iPhone. For some reason, I can’t limit my selection of awful dance music (that keeps me sane sitting next to the world’s loudest typer) to only 4GB. Choices, choices.

I’m also trying to replace my firewall and I keep running into problems. I don’t have all of the right cabling for a serial console or for a CD-ROM drive to install a new OS. I keep thinking about geeky computer stuff when I should be sleeping. I think I’ll rectify that right now.

The contractors made it back to the house today and they replaced the floor in record time. I thought they were going to screw the floor down but they used ring-shank nails. After dealing with those ring shank nails while tearing up the old floor, I’ve decided that they are the spawn of Satan. But if they work I shouldn’t complain. Now if I can figure out how to keep the shower door from leaking, I’ll be all set.

OK, so the title doesn’t make any sense. Ask for a refund.

I’ve been staying up late because I am a moron, and because I’ve been reading a book on my Kindle 2. I still really like the thing because (as I’ve said) I don’t really care what the words are on, I just really like reading. In any case, I figure I should probably get some sleep and not spend the extra hour reading, especially since I finished the book and I haven’t started the next one. And I’m kind of tired.

I’ve noticed that people from the gym aren’t blogging as much lately. I don’t have to do much work to find this out, since I use several programs that aggregate RSS feeds. This means I get headlines from all the blogs I follow in one program. The only time this doesn’t work out for me is when people don’t have RSS feeds (HELLO JAMIE, I’M TALKING ABOUT YOU AND YOUR CUPCAKES) or when I’m counting on someone to talk about the workout before I make some seriously poor choices for lunch. Today’s workout, for example, probably should not have been preceded by Huevos con Chorizo. Something chickeny would have been a better idea. Without prior warning, I eat things like fried chicken, hamburgers, and giant chimichangas.

The workout at the gym was tough. If you’ve been following along you’ll notice that they’re usually tough, and this one was particularly bad. Even during the warmup, my head was feeling a little achy and I thought I could have used some performance-enhancing drugs. The ones I often take, but didn’t today, are Advil and Claratin. I’m not seeing that many hay fever symptoms so I figured I could cut down on the antihistamines, but in the middle of the run around the block I kept passing through a cloud of musky pollen. I’m thinking drugs might have helped.

We did 5 rounds of 30 mountain climbers, 25 kettlebell swings, 20 medball slams, 15 medball cleans (and I’ve found a way to make them harder), 10 burpees, 5 knees-to-elbows, and a run around the block. I estimated it would take me 63 minutes and it only took me 33 1/2. It was pretty brutal and I even forgot to hit the “publish” button on this post. Nice, huh?

I felt like dogmeat at the gym today. There were sprints and my legs felt like I’d been doing heavy front squats yesterday. I can usually “lap” people on the jingle-jangles and there was no hope of that today. In any case, I’m surprised that I was very coherent afterwards.

Well, looks like they’re announcing a new Kindle tomorrow. The rumors say it’s going to have a bigger screen, which would be good for my sister because she wants that. Personally, I think my screen is fine, and I don’t want them to make it any bigger. At least not for me.

So today my iPhone decided it wanted to be an expensive 16GB paperweight. None of the 3rd party applications worked (no twitter for me) and the worst part is that it forgot it had any music. One of the ways I can survive in a cube next to the World’s Loudest Typer is because of the music on my iPhone. Today, I was reduced to listening to whatever I could find on the intarweb, which turned out to be a lot of Dr. Dre songs on Pandora for some reason. I had to leave early, though, and I even had people come and ask me how I could put up with all the noise today. At least he didn’t sound like he was coughing up the world’s largest hairball today, like he’s been doing for the past week.

My iPhone is back to normal, or so it seems. It’s hard to know when nobody regularly calls or texts me, but it does seem to access the intarweb just fine.

I was DFL today during the workout at the gym. I was almost four minutes behind the fastest person, but I also was using a dball that was 4 pounds heavier and a kettlebell that was 20 pounds heavier. Cumulatively, that’s 30+24+20+16+12+8+4+2=116 times that, or 464 more pounds in ball slams and 2320 pound more in snatches. I suppose I do have about half a foot on her, but she’s a competitor in the Crossfit games and I’m just a computer guy. A computer guy who is seriously doubting the math of that, and really I only did 19.05 lbs more on the kettlebell, so cumulatively that’s only 2210 lbs. I think there were 12 people in our class, mostly women, and so I can safely say that I lifted more weight than the total weight of our whole class, unless we weighed an average of 184 lbs. I don’t think anyone in the class weighed that much alone.

Multiplying the weight by the time (3:49) would give us a value of 8343.8, which is a large number with no significance at all, but apparently there is a dude at the gym who eats about that many calories in a day. He’s a big skinny dude and my current hero. I even heard he sat down and ate two pies at once. I don’t know how to compare that to Sean’s achievement of losing the burrito eating contest (he had a bit left of #3 before he was disqualified) but everyone else in that contest held their stomachs in pain afterwards while Sean went out for ice cream.

So if I do some division, I did 729 lbs/minute more than the fastest person. Another meaningless measure, but I can live with that. Maybe I’ll do what Sean said, “With abs like that, I’d just take my shirt off and eat chocolate cake all day.” I know, I’ve mentioned it before, but a man can dream, can’t he?

Oddly enough, I had two people trying to give me their old TVs today. My sister and brother-in-law have a giant CRT HDTV but we really don’t have anywhere to put it right now. And my next door neighbor got rid of his glass TVs as well. I’m personally trying to get rid of a 13″ glass TV right now, and after I actually buy an LCD TV I’ll probably want to get rid of two 27″ glass TVs as well. Ah the wonders of congress, helping us make more things ready for the landfill.

Didn’t do all that much today. Yesterday’s gym workout made me pretty sore today. We could see it coming in the middle of it yesterday. And after all the horrible missteps trying to fix things around the house yesterday, I though I should probably just lay low, watch my backlog of TV shows, and read a book. Really exciting, but it’s hard to screw things up when you hide. I’ll find out later this week, I’m sure, how poorly that plan turned out for me.

I went to see my friend Melissa from the gym in the Shakespearian play Richard II and I really enjoyed myself. I remember seeing Shakespeare performed as I was growing up and it was always at a huge distance. Seeing it up close in a theatre that only fits about 40 people was great. It’s being done by an all-female cast with little costuming and I’d certainly recommend it. According to the intarweb, it’s playing until May 24.

I saw some pretty odd sights on the way home: a bunch of dudes in red dresses. Thanks to google, I found out it was the Red Dress Party. You’d think I’d know something about those sorts of things.

In any case, the rest of the day was only slightly disastrous. I went wild with caulking in the bathroom and lots of things look like hell where I did it. I replaced a light switch, something I’ve done dozens of times before, but this time I couldn’t find my wire strippers and I even shocked myself. Sheesh. Well, at least my bedroom now has a lighted switch, and the wire strippers are pretty cheap to replace.

The workout at the gym today was another repeated sprint that gave us all ample opportunity to see our lunches again. I made the mistake of thinking that we weren’t going to do what I surreptitiously saw on the board yesterday.

Because of my disbelief, I went to an Ethiopian restaurant for lunch and my mistake made itself clear about 5pm. I’m not sure how but the lamb stew converted itself directly into a gaseous state but I even has to excuse myself and step outside a few times due to “the vapours.” Rowing was made more difficult when I didn’t want to overengage my core and possibly explode my abdomen in some horrific fashion.

I think I kept any outgassing that under control during the workout but I did notice a burning in the back of my throat like my lunch had gotten very close to making a reappearance. Our gym doesn’t encourage that level of exertion, though, and I appreciate that. Not only don’t I want to make myself sick, I’m usually the guy who mops the floor after the workouts.

The other problem I have is that now I don’t feel like passing out after a hard workout. It actually keeps me up later than I should be and I pay for it the next day at work. At least staying up gives me a chance to do some more reading.

So I think typing this into my iPhone has led to TMI. Maybe next time I’ll make sure I write on a screen where I can see more than a twitter postings worth of words.

Really, if I see another play by Shakespeare, I think I want to see Macbeth again. The biggest reason is that I’ve read Macbeth a bunch of times and I kind of know what’s going on. You know how plans are, though, a friend is in Richard II and I’m going to see it, so I’m slogging through the play on my Kindle. Maybe I should just not have friends unless they agree not to do Shakespearian plays unless they’re doing Macbeth. Come to think of it, I’d probably have to re-read Macbeth since it’s been so long since the last time I thought about it at all.

Last night I was up too late reading Just One Look by Harlen Coben. I didn’t really like the book that much, so I powered through it so I could start reading the next book on my list. The odd thing is, I usually power through books I like, too. It has to be a pretty horrible book before I abandon it completely. Usually I just put it down for a long time and read other books before coming back to it. It’s all pretty compulsive of me, but I read just about anything that’s not moving too fast. Problem is, I was going to go to bed early tonight, but it’s time for me to read some more. Maybe if I get some medication, I’d be better. Dontreadatol. Something like that.