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90 and a rant about the worst tuesday ever complete with a few f bombs
yep. going for 90 this week. it looks promising but shit seems to have hit the fan today... death and broken cars and dickweed guys are not great motivaters... or maybe they are. we'll see.
so there's this lady who opens the rec center in the mornings. her dad just died. and the only fucking reason anyone bothered to fucking tell me was to see if i could possibly come in at 5:15 in the god damn morning to open the fucking place. wow. thanks. especially to my boss. i've kind of stopped giving a fuck if you have to go to chemo. it happens to a lot of people and it sucks and i'm sorry but really? if you can't do your job anymore (i.e. keep your fucking supervisors informed of what the fuck is going on) then don't come in. just stay home.
so i got like 3 hours of sleep... not even 3 hours in a row thanks to a nice late phone call from the ex boy (yes, i did in fact call hime first but it was like 4 hours earlier when i was still awake). then i had the pleasure of telling like a few hundred (no really it was like 80) people that this lady's dad died and that's not exactly the most pleasant thing to do first thing in the morning.
i left at like 10:30 and then went for a run around 12:00. meant to do 17. did that work out? fuck no it didn't work out. i got in 14 which isn't the worst but i like to get the bulk of my miles in the beginning of the week so i don't have to worry about makeing them up later in case something comes up. and shit always comes up.
after my run i went to get some stuff from the grocery store and as i'm driving i start seeing some steamy stuff come out from under my hood. and the temperature gaige is all the way up to the dangerous red end. and there's a little triangle with a "!" in the middle lit up. hmmmmm. now there MAY have been a little note come up saying that my coolant level MAY be getting low and MAYBE i kind of ignored that for perhaps a month... but had i known that shit was gonna start coming out of my hood? well then i probably would have taken care of it earlier. so i get it to a car place, we open the hood and this fucking little hose explodes and sprays some kind of neon shit all over. they can fix it. when they order the part. from saab. you have to buy two of the parts at a time, of course. fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine just fucking fix it.
my mommy has to come get me. i get home and check my email and get something from this girl i run with. her mother in law JUST (like aparently a minute ago) died. PHILIP! it's bridget, don't say anything 'cause she hasn't told anyone really. please? and thank you :) now this doesn't really affect me but it sucks and she's like the nicest person ever so... it just sucks.
boys are problematic too. a rather new situation has seriously gotten under my skin and is giving me far more stress than i would usually opt for. i'd like to say "fine. i don't care. see ya. bye." but! i'm a retard when it comes to nice looking males and i'm not handling things as smartly as i should. booooooo.
on with the running. the plan is to do 18 tomorrow - 9 in the morning and then 9 at night - which shouldn't be too hard but i have to work and at some point i have to get my car... grrrr. but i'll just do it. i can leave the car til thursday if i have to. that'll put me at 48 for the week with 42 to finish up by sunday. that's a very viable plan.
my apologies to anyone who read this, got the end, and was severly disappointed.
so there's this lady who opens the rec center in the mornings. her dad just died. and the only fucking reason anyone bothered to fucking tell me was to see if i could possibly come in at 5:15 in the god damn morning to open the fucking place. wow. thanks. especially to my boss. i've kind of stopped giving a fuck if you have to go to chemo. it happens to a lot of people and it sucks and i'm sorry but really? if you can't do your job anymore (i.e. keep your fucking supervisors informed of what the fuck is going on) then don't come in. just stay home.
so i got like 3 hours of sleep... not even 3 hours in a row thanks to a nice late phone call from the ex boy (yes, i did in fact call hime first but it was like 4 hours earlier when i was still awake). then i had the pleasure of telling like a few hundred (no really it was like 80) people that this lady's dad died and that's not exactly the most pleasant thing to do first thing in the morning.
i left at like 10:30 and then went for a run around 12:00. meant to do 17. did that work out? fuck no it didn't work out. i got in 14 which isn't the worst but i like to get the bulk of my miles in the beginning of the week so i don't have to worry about makeing them up later in case something comes up. and shit always comes up.
after my run i went to get some stuff from the grocery store and as i'm driving i start seeing some steamy stuff come out from under my hood. and the temperature gaige is all the way up to the dangerous red end. and there's a little triangle with a "!" in the middle lit up. hmmmmm. now there MAY have been a little note come up saying that my coolant level MAY be getting low and MAYBE i kind of ignored that for perhaps a month... but had i known that shit was gonna start coming out of my hood? well then i probably would have taken care of it earlier. so i get it to a car place, we open the hood and this fucking little hose explodes and sprays some kind of neon shit all over. they can fix it. when they order the part. from saab. you have to buy two of the parts at a time, of course. fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine just fucking fix it.
my mommy has to come get me. i get home and check my email and get something from this girl i run with. her mother in law JUST (like aparently a minute ago) died. PHILIP! it's bridget, don't say anything 'cause she hasn't told anyone really. please? and thank you :) now this doesn't really affect me but it sucks and she's like the nicest person ever so... it just sucks.
boys are problematic too. a rather new situation has seriously gotten under my skin and is giving me far more stress than i would usually opt for. i'd like to say "fine. i don't care. see ya. bye." but! i'm a retard when it comes to nice looking males and i'm not handling things as smartly as i should. booooooo.
on with the running. the plan is to do 18 tomorrow - 9 in the morning and then 9 at night - which shouldn't be too hard but i have to work and at some point i have to get my car... grrrr. but i'll just do it. i can leave the car til thursday if i have to. that'll put me at 48 for the week with 42 to finish up by sunday. that's a very viable plan.
my apologies to anyone who read this, got the end, and was severly disappointed.
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Comment by runninwild on November 8, 2009 at 3:51pm - Did you get everything done? I saw that you got your runs in, right? I'm finally feeling better, thanks! That was bad and glad it's over with. How did your weekend turn out?
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Comment by Heather! on November 5, 2009 at 10:34am -
i feel bad now! i should NOT have said that about my boss. she's very very cool... she just really knows how to milk things for all their worth, ya know?
this week has just been hectic. now today i have to find some way to get in like 18 or19 miles (11 in the morning and then i'm supposed to meet some girls for 7 or 8 this evening), go to the grocery store, go to the mall and find something to wear to a funeral tomorrow, clean, and then hang out with the boy (who seems to have pulled his head out of his ass, for now at least).
anyway. thank you! i'm done complaining now! maybe i should come have some drinks with you.... hope you're feeling better :)
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Comment by runninwild on November 5, 2009 at 8:29am
- Good hell, girl, you really did have a bad coupla days! Holy shit!
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