On the eve of 2010 I'm sitting down the street from my new, very unfamiliar, place, enjoying a vanilla something or other, surfing the web compliments of a Coffee Bean. I hate being without the interweb at my beckon call. Three weeks to kill until work in New York begins and thanks to the holidays there is absolutely nothing going on so the three weeks will be killed with a big stack of unwatched movies, a big stack of unread books and a big stack of unwatched television shows. Looks like I'll finally get through the entirety of Twin Peaks.
Workout routine is going excellently and sleep has been plentiful and fitful, but at really odd hours. Somehow I seem to have gotten on east coast time already andsleep from 9pm to 3am every day. So weird. Last night I got on the treadmill for the first time since December 27th. On that miserable day I cramped up at thetwo mile mark and the final mile was excrutiating. Last night, four miles without breathing hard. Seems like the air is way better in Toluca Lake than in Northridge.
Sitting at a sidewalk table, surfing the net and people watching is good practice for New York. Its one of the things I miss most about the city. Normally there would be a friend sitting across the table to shoot the breeze with but they've all beeen left behind, doing their own things, minding the fort until I return for visits. Holding it down. Just had to jump off facebook because a girl I went to high school withwho's been stalking me ever since just started messaging me. Oh me, oh my, I graduated high school 15 years ago. Got to admire that kind of persistence. Apparently she lives in San Diego now and was all "You're so close! We should hang out!" Nope. I'm a big fan of kind-of-crazy, it keeps conversation interesting and thingsnever get boring. She's completely crazy, the not-so-fun kind.
A coworker friend of mine let slip the other day that he'd never seen The Life Aquatic so we took a two hour lunch break and watched it. His mind was suitably blown. It was probabaly the 300th time I've watched it and it still holds all the magic of that first viewing. There are very few movies that can keep me occupied like that. It is a masterpiece. Then he let slip that he'd never seen Eternal Sunshone of the Spotless Mind and I almost punched him. Its almost as though he's been living in a cave for the past decade.
I keep pushing back a trip to Vegas to visit a friend and its starting to get annoying. Seems like nothing can be just as simple as getting in the car and driving. Andnothing of any great weight has been crawling through this mind lately so those are the surface ramblings. Time to go back to the gym and cook some chicken and rice. Mmmmmmmm! Albums are taking to long to download anyway :(
See you all in 2010.
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