Hi. I didn’t post all

Hi. I didn’t post all of Friday so I’m going to Blogger Pro time cheat and set it back to 11:59:59 PM, just so I can say I posted Friday.

While I’m here I’ll recap my day. I know, recaps are boring, but I want to blab a big long post even though I have nothing profound to share with you.

As if I ever had anything profound to share with you.

Actually, now that I think about it, I do. Something about having a stick up your ass. It was highly profound and somewhat ironic, but it’s late and I’m tired and even though I want to blab a big long post I don’t want to have to put any effort into explaining anything to you.

So what did I do today? I climbed at Planet Granite during lunch. First time in many months. Afterward I e-mailed my old climbing partner to say, “Hey, guess what, I got back up on the wall.” He wrote back with, “My friend told me he thought he saw you.” His friend, who’s met me once. Wow.

Then I went back to the office and signed away my programmer soul.

Then I went to Sportmart and got a free Nike running stuff sac. I think it was Sportmart’s way of trying to lure me in to buy running shoes. Good timing, Sportmart; I do need new running shoes. Bummer that they didn’t have anything I wanted. Tomorrow, Copeland’s.

Then I went to the new Whole Foods off Hillsdale. It was an amusement park of organic yuppie food. Looked yummy. I’d go broke if I shopped there, though.

Then I went home and hauled away the notes I sorted through on Tuesday. Thanks Nadsy for helping.  

Then I went and bs’ed with the CEO like a good little resource.

Then I went and saw Better Luck Tomorrow. Good movie. Better than I had expected. Good music, too. Almost as good as in Run Lola Run. Plus, it had the bestest death scene I’ve seen in a while. Try saying “bestest death scene I’ve seen” five times fast.

Then I went to Nation’s for burgers and piiie.

Then I went fruit and yogurt shopping.

Then I went home.

Then I went and blogged.

Then I went to bed.

Walrus, Elmer Fudd Style

I made it to the climbing gym for the first time in, oh, 8 months. Hooray for me, I didn’t break anything except the tip of one of the nails I’m growing out for guitar. I’m sad, though. I’ve lost what little hard-earned fearlessness I had on the wall. Back to square one. Siiiiigh.