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This is a very pretty planet, and one of the pretty things is the view out.
I've been spending a lot of my lunch hours walking around, looking at green and red and yellow and orange leaves, and late purple flowers, under bright blue skies. (It's been a good week for that, and while the neighborhood my job is in isn't remotely exciting, it's got lots of trees and flowers and such--suburbia old enough to have sidewalks, and mature trees.)
Last night I stayed up late enough to watch the eclipse. This wasn't too much of a stretch: totality was at 10:22 EDT, and my nominal worknight bedtime is 10:15. And my bedroom and living room windows face southeast, so I was able to get undressed and otherwise ready for bed while watching the eclipse (except for toothbrushing). I watched the shadow finish covering the Moon, then we turned the light out and took a look at the eclipsed Moon by Earthlight. And then I lay down on my pillow and closed my eyes.
As a bonus, when I left the house this morning a little before sunrise, the full Moon was shining bright and clear over the hills of Inwood Hill Park.
I've been spending a lot of my lunch hours walking around, looking at green and red and yellow and orange leaves, and late purple flowers, under bright blue skies. (It's been a good week for that, and while the neighborhood my job is in isn't remotely exciting, it's got lots of trees and flowers and such--suburbia old enough to have sidewalks, and mature trees.)
Last night I stayed up late enough to watch the eclipse. This wasn't too much of a stretch: totality was at 10:22 EDT, and my nominal worknight bedtime is 10:15. And my bedroom and living room windows face southeast, so I was able to get undressed and otherwise ready for bed while watching the eclipse (except for toothbrushing). I watched the shadow finish covering the Moon, then we turned the light out and took a look at the eclipsed Moon by Earthlight. And then I lay down on my pillow and closed my eyes.
As a bonus, when I left the house this morning a little before sunrise, the full Moon was shining bright and clear over the hills of Inwood Hill Park.
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This is a very pretty planet, and one of the pretty things is the view out.
I've been spending a lot of my lunch hours walking around, looking at green and red and yellow and orange leaves, and late purple flowers, under bright blue skies. (It's been a good week for that, and while the neighborhood my job is in isn't remotely exciting, it's got lots of trees and flowers and such--suburbia old enough to have sidewalks, and mature trees.)
Last night I stayed up late enough to watch the eclipse. This wasn't too much of a stretch: totality was at 10:22 EDT, and my nominal worknight bedtime is 10:15. And my bedroom and living room windows face southeast, so I was able to get undressed and otherwise ready for bed while watching the eclipse (except for toothbrushing). I watched the shadow finish covering the Moon, then we turned the light out and took a look at the eclipsed Moon by Earthlight. And then I lay down on my pillow and closed my eyes.
As a bonus, when I left the house this morning a little before sunrise, the full Moon was shining bright and clear over the hills of Inwood Hill Park.
I've been spending a lot of my lunch hours walking around, looking at green and red and yellow and orange leaves, and late purple flowers, under bright blue skies. (It's been a good week for that, and while the neighborhood my job is in isn't remotely exciting, it's got lots of trees and flowers and such--suburbia old enough to have sidewalks, and mature trees.)
Last night I stayed up late enough to watch the eclipse. This wasn't too much of a stretch: totality was at 10:22 EDT, and my nominal worknight bedtime is 10:15. And my bedroom and living room windows face southeast, so I was able to get undressed and otherwise ready for bed while watching the eclipse (except for toothbrushing). I watched the shadow finish covering the Moon, then we turned the light out and took a look at the eclipsed Moon by Earthlight. And then I lay down on my pillow and closed my eyes.
As a bonus, when I left the house this morning a little before sunrise, the full Moon was shining bright and clear over the hills of Inwood Hill Park.
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Late this afternoon, I walked into his cubicle to give Marvin (the more-or-less-supervising proofreader) something. He then told me to wait a minute, and then started to tell me "This is from a job you did earlier today" before realizing that no, it wasn't me, it was JuJu. Now, JuJu looks about as much like me as ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
roadnotes does, and for similar reasons [along with a great fondness for flowing dresses and skirts], so I observed that "I realize that we're both bilaterally symmetrical, but JuJu and I don't look that much alike."
Thanks, Sis.
roadnotes does, and for similar reasons [along with a great fondness for flowing dresses and skirts], so I observed that "I realize that we're both bilaterally symmetrical, but JuJu and I don't look that much alike."Thanks, Sis.
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Late this afternoon, I walked into his cubicle to give Marvin (the more-or-less-supervising proofreader) something. He then told me to wait a minute, and then started to tell me "This is from a job you did earlier today" before realizing that no, it wasn't me, it was JuJu. Now, JuJu looks about as much like me as roadnotes does, and for similar reasons [along with a great fondness for flowing dresses and skirts], so I observed that "I realize that we're both bilaterally symmetrical, but JuJu and I don't look that much alike."
Thanks, Sis.
roadnotes does, and for similar reasons [along with a great fondness for flowing dresses and skirts], so I observed that "I realize that we're both bilaterally symmetrical, but JuJu and I don't look that much alike."Thanks, Sis.
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There's a new trainer at the gym, who I think I dislike. I was minding my own business on the exercise bike, doing my warmup (well, a little past the usual amount of time for weeknight warmups), and heard a voice say "Fight it!" And then he asked me how long I was planning on doing; I told him about another 30 seconds, finished same, and went to the Xpressline machines. While I was waiting my turn there, he came over again, commented on how fast I'd found my card, insisted that the trainer who was setting things up wasn't named Omar but [name of some basketball player] and, when I finally convinced him that I don't fight the equipment because it's not my enemy, it's a tool, tried to tell me that it was my best friend.
It's machinery. Machinery without any kind of brain. It's useful. Tools are how we made ourselves, they're a very good thing. But it's a tool, not my best friend (my best friend wasn't even in the building).
Once I got settled in, all went well: I had to say "hey, check the settings" twice (once on amount of weight, once on seat height), but I did the twelve reps that are the maximum they recommend on the Xpressline, on all the machines. Same weights as last time, but I may increase some of them on Monday. And decrease one: my left triceps was feeling a bit tender, so Omar recommended using a lower weight next time (which I hope will be Saturday). Then I went and did crunches, back arches, and the yoga "tree" balance exercise, and finished off by stretching. Elliott, my favorite of their current staff, stopped by to say hello while I was stretching; we chatted a minute, including about my having been away from the gym for a bit, and my comment that I'd taken a break because I wasn't feeling well physically, and come back because I needed the stress relief as well as because I was feeling better.
It's machinery. Machinery without any kind of brain. It's useful. Tools are how we made ourselves, they're a very good thing. But it's a tool, not my best friend (my best friend wasn't even in the building).
Once I got settled in, all went well: I had to say "hey, check the settings" twice (once on amount of weight, once on seat height), but I did the twelve reps that are the maximum they recommend on the Xpressline, on all the machines. Same weights as last time, but I may increase some of them on Monday. And decrease one: my left triceps was feeling a bit tender, so Omar recommended using a lower weight next time (which I hope will be Saturday). Then I went and did crunches, back arches, and the yoga "tree" balance exercise, and finished off by stretching. Elliott, my favorite of their current staff, stopped by to say hello while I was stretching; we chatted a minute, including about my having been away from the gym for a bit, and my comment that I'd taken a break because I wasn't feeling well physically, and come back because I needed the stress relief as well as because I was feeling better.
There's a new trainer at the gym, who I think I dislike. I was minding my own business on the exercise bike, doing my warmup (well, a little past the usual amount of time for weeknight warmups), and heard a voice say "Fight it!" And then he asked me how long I was planning on doing; I told him about another 30 seconds, finished same, and went to the Xpressline machines. While I was waiting my turn there, he came over again, commented on how fast I'd found my card, insisted that the trainer who was setting things up wasn't named Omar but [name of some basketball player] and, when I finally convinced him that I don't fight the equipment because it's not my enemy, it's a tool, tried to tell me that it was my best friend.
It's machinery. Machinery without any kind of brain. It's useful. Tools are how we made ourselves, they're a very good thing. But it's a tool, not my best friend (my best friend wasn't even in the building).
Once I got settled in, all went well: I had to say "hey, check the settings" twice (once on amount of weight, once on seat height), but I did the twelve reps that are the maximum they recommend on the Xpressline, on all the machines. Same weights as last time, but I may increase some of them on Monday. And decrease one: my left triceps was feeling a bit tender, so Omar recommended using a lower weight next time (which I hope will be Saturday). Then I went and did crunches, back arches, and the yoga "tree" balance exercise, and finished off by stretching. Elliott, my favorite of their current staff, stopped by to say hello while I was stretching; we chatted a minute, including about my having been away from the gym for a bit, and my comment that I'd taken a break because I wasn't feeling well physically, and come back because I needed the stress relief as well as because I was feeling better.
It's machinery. Machinery without any kind of brain. It's useful. Tools are how we made ourselves, they're a very good thing. But it's a tool, not my best friend (my best friend wasn't even in the building).
Once I got settled in, all went well: I had to say "hey, check the settings" twice (once on amount of weight, once on seat height), but I did the twelve reps that are the maximum they recommend on the Xpressline, on all the machines. Same weights as last time, but I may increase some of them on Monday. And decrease one: my left triceps was feeling a bit tender, so Omar recommended using a lower weight next time (which I hope will be Saturday). Then I went and did crunches, back arches, and the yoga "tree" balance exercise, and finished off by stretching. Elliott, my favorite of their current staff, stopped by to say hello while I was stretching; we chatted a minute, including about my having been away from the gym for a bit, and my comment that I'd taken a break because I wasn't feeling well physically, and come back because I needed the stress relief as well as because I was feeling better.
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