Man, it’s been one of those weeks you know you get once every few months. I was sick Sunday before last and it stretched into Wednesday of last week. Weirdest thing, I was running on the treadmill for about a mile and a half at 1am because I couldn’t sleep. Probably because I was up so late that weekend helping my cousin put in the new straight six into his old F100 or something like that. I finished running and was exhausted so I fell right to sleep only to wake up an hour later with the most painful gut ache. It was one of those pains so bad it had an effect on my dream. I can still remember the dream of being on the Olympic judging panel filling paperwork for all the events and how mind numbing it was. It’s bad when I start doing paperwork in my head I usually wake up ill.
So I end up finally feeling better that night at 5:30am, took a nap until 6:00am, and got up for work. That was the beginning of the slope that’s resulted in a pretty crappy week and continuing into this new week. I then end up doing a lot of things during the week, mainly reading, and resting from the illness. I start to feel better about Friday and I have to go to my girlfriends grandpas 80th birthday party. Parties always make me nervous especially around a lot of people that I don’t know very well, and especially around her family because they’re kind of upper class. I never get along very well with higher up people because most have an undeserved sense of entitlement. It’s annoying to say the least.
All in all it wasn’t too bad except only her grandparents talk to me anymore. I rarely get addressed or mentioned, or even waived to. Probably because I’m freaking tall and just avoid all contact when possible because I’m awkward. Her grandpa asked how my work was going at my previous clients, whom he retired from coincidently, and I told him I had a new job. I was asked what I was doing and I told them I was a senior developer with a jewelry company. Next thing I know I hear a gasp and it’s her uncle (works as an IS executive) shocked I was a senior anything, and was asking me the details of my work. He’d thought I was still a consultant and I had to tell him I’d moved on for professional reasons. Long story short probably the longest conversation I’ve had with him in four years, and it was only about two minutes long.
Saturday had great promise but ended up being more toil than spoil. I had planned to venture out with a group of Christians with attitude, just kidding, but they were going out shooting on a farm so that’s rocking right? I woke up at 7:30am and trucked down to my step brothers to help dump 70+ water heater boxes, water heaters, toilets, and cooper to the respective recycling places. This is all with intentions of heading to the shootout at 11am, but wound up doing work all morning and into the afternoon. Took the entire cooper haul to the metal recycler and got a hefty $500, and then came the boxes. This is about 9:30 at this point and we started on the boxes. I stacked them full in the truck bed so they were up past the window. Took three trips to get them all loaded full way to clear them all out and at this point it was past 11:00am so I completely missed going shooting. The whole time we’re trucking around with all this trash in the back of my truck I’ve got two hand guns, ammo, and an assault rifle sitting behind my bench seat. That’d been a pretty bad way to start off the weekend with getting arrested with weapons, and a truck full of cooper. I swear it looked like we knocked off a hardware store at some points.
So Sunday comes floating around. I’m still aggressively attempting to shed some pounds by running at least 15 minutes straight for just over 1.5 miles. I’ve been stretching my running out longer each week. I’m going on 25 minutes this week. I run x minutes per week, and on the Sunday of the week I run the x time one more time, and the following Monday I increase my time by five minutes. I’ve been doing this for four weeks this week. I’m trying very hard not to end up like my parents, and to save my knee. However things keep getting bad to worse. I have found that it’s getting harder and harder to run because my knee constantly feels like a limp pile of flesh. I get on the treadmill and I have to actually thrust my right side of my body forward to swing my leg out. It’s terrible and it’s incredibly frustrating so much so that I actually end up running harder to try to force it to get better. It’s so maddening I actually had to start yelling at myself to keep me running longer because the pain becomes so overbearing I have to start daydreaming while I’m running to force myself to concentrate on something else. I always run and try to stare off into nothing and crank my iPod up to drown out the constant thumping of my feet on the tread. I don’t know what to do really I just need to beat myself until it gets stronger I think but the next morning my leg hurts so bad I can’t really walk well when I get up. I kind of stumple and I’ve nearly fallen down the stairs…. Ugh I can’t write anymore. I wrote three more pages but freaking ass Word keeps crashing and asking to restart. Visual Studio 2008 keeps crashing, windows media player keeps crashing and letting out the most horrible screetching in my stereo, which is lucky because normaly after remoting into the machine I lose my sound card. I’m about to say screw Microsoft operating system and switch to linux or crayons and paper. I may try Server 08 as I’ve heard It’s decent and doesn’t crash every freaking twenty minutes! Man I am having a shit tastic week. My step brother is moving possibly out of country, my knee doesn’t work, and my Vista keeps crashing worse than Lindsey lohan. I’m going to go running…