Considering the fact that the last time I read The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series was almost four years ago, I decided I'd open it back upa and read it again. Man is it a funny book. I completely forgot about most of the jokes, and a good few of them are still a tad bit to English/British for me to catch. In other news I fear that I may be beginning to see the first signs of my eyesight failing. Yeah, I started noticing today that things seem a little more unfocused than usual. What the real solution (or at least real temporary solution) would be to replace the monitor my computer is using. The only reason Ipoint this out is because the monitor itself is incredibly unfocused, and I think my eyes may be adjusting to compensate. And while this is good for my computer usage time, it's bad for my "everything else" time.
Anyway, now that I've head my dose of "healthy self paranoia," let's move on to something more exciting. Well, maybe not more exciting but less whiny than health issues. As per their once a year goal, the group project ninjas have decided that it would be a grand time for a 200 point group assignment. And, of course as all my other Whitman friends know, this is a great crunch time for teachers, and so, all my teachers are crunching. I now have two long term assignments that are both worth a majority of my grade, and neither of which are very much fun. Bleck. I'm feeling really weird tonight. I don't thinkI can wrap this up as thoroughly as it needs to be wrapped up to be a blog entry to my satisfaction. Hmmmmmmm. Well, here's what I'm going to say instead:
I need to get out more. Some demensia is starting to set in from all the nothing I've been up to recently, and I think that my eyesight is going, and if I don't get off my lazy ass and start exercising now, I'm going to be ft and unhappy for the rest of my life. Besides Brian's house and school, I haven't realy been out of my house in the last two weeks, and so I think that I need to cut back on my computer time. What I actually need to work on is figuring out some form of exercise that I find fun. Unfortunately at this point, I can only really think of jogging and weight-lifting as good active things to participate in, and I find both of these things extremely dull. Now I'm sure you're saying: "Well it's dull if you jog on a machine, but if you take different routes each day, joggin out doors could probably be fun enough..." Well unfortunately this would also require active motivation as long asI was doing it. And active motivation is what I lack most. The only considerable period of time I exercised for was when I was at my Aunt Tracy's ranch. There I worked for two weeks and lost about ten pounds. Following which, I came home and gained it all back. There, I had a reason to exercise: You either did it, or you got labled a whiny bitch and were sent home. So, I did it. But I don't have that need here. I guess what I'm really saying is that the only thing that could get my lazy, unmotivated ass out of this chair once a day for an hour would probably be a good, swift kick to the crotch. Not that I'm recommending that anyone kick me, it's just that I can't think of any reason why I'd want to besides personal health, which I have a tendancy to rationalize away. Fuck.