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Of Things. And Also, Stuff.

There was a carbon monoxide scare at work yesterday. A Guy™ came to look at it, and his little gadgets detected "elevated amounts of CO." But not enough CO to justify sending anyone home. No matter how bad my headache was.

And no matter how many votes we took, they wouldn't close the office. And we took many votes.

I took my bicycle out for the first time this season, it's first time in the Big Los Anchorage, and I was pretty sure I was going to lay down and die within the first five minutes.

If I were playing poker, and my hand was a Lay Down And Die hand, I would be all in. ALL IN. I would so win. And then I would lay down. And die.

But instead of going all in and then laying down to die a horrible painful and complaining-loudly death, I pushed myself to keep going. I can do it, I can do it.

I got home all proud that I did not, in fact die, only to have my clock told me I was only gone 25 minutes. And I was muddy. From the mud, on the trails. And a woman with many grey hairs and also wrinkles, yet without one drop of mud on her person, passed me on the trail.

Pride: deflated.

Maybe all of those winter nights curled up with a movie and a bowl of chocolate-covered, sprinkle-laden ice cream has had an adverse effect on my ability to move my large mass about?

Speaking of my large, sluggish mass: I'm giving up soda. I know I did this once already when my affection for Coke became something dark and sinister, but this time I just need to knock it off with the sodas.

Even though there are five Mountain Dews under my desk right this second, and it will only take 20 minutes in the freezer to get them perfect. And even though my body really really thinks it neeeeeds a Mountain Dew every day at 2pm. But today marks Sodaless Day #5, and I can totally do this.

Completely unrelated, I'm going to try and do this 24 hours of Flickr photo project tomorrow. Something to help kick me into carrying my camera around more.

Heidi - you should do this too, even if you can't upload them until you get home. And don't forget to bring me some of Tay's happy-happy meds, but keep it on thedownlow, 'kay?