Saturday, October 29, 2005


I'm still here.

And not overly excited about it.

Still working on the adjusting and the balancing and trying to figure out where everything should end up. However, I decided that I would drop in here and say hi.


Ok, that's where I started. Anyway, here are a few random, unrelated things in the life of Citycat.

1. I hit absolute rock bottom at work today. I mean, the absolute lowest of the Trump-esque corporate doublespeak nonsense. We have to do these presentations on what our offices do for the rest of the agency (strike one). Under instruction, I was preparing ours in PowerPoint (strike 2). All that would have been reasonable had I not had a moment today where I was searching for clip art (argh!)... of... a forest (the Hell?)... because the first part of the presentation is....

"The forest for the trees".

And I was also looking for clip art for the second part, which was... (oh yeah, you know where this is going)....

"The trees."

Then I e-mailed all my friends and asked, again, that they PLEASE, for the LOVE OF GOD, just KILL. ME.

2. Yoga. Ok, I like yoga. I really like yoga in the sense that I HATE HATE HATE to work out but I can do yoga and it occupies enough of my mind that I am not bored to tears. However. I have a yoga DvD that was "Yoga for Stress Relief", and it is wonderful, and there is this one exercise with your neck and the stress going away and maybe you don't feel like your neck can so much hold your head up afterward, (which... not so good, since that is like the sum total of the necks' purpose, unless it's to show off pretty necklaces, but...), but you don't care because it feels So. Damn. Good. So maybe I was lulled into a false sense of security with yoga. Maybe yoga... lied to me.

Because since I moved to the new apartment, there is no actual room to do yoga in the living room, on account that there is a coffee table there and there is NO WAY I am doing yoga around a coffee table. So I bought lots of yoga tapes, and do yoga in my room now. And I bought all different types, and I liked AM and PM and conditioning and abs. And I thought I really liked yoga.

Then I tried Power Yoga.

People. The FUCK? I hurt in muscles I wasn't even aware I had. Normally, yoga is kind of like, "Ok, ow, ow, there, that feels better, ok". Power yoga? Power yoga was like, "Ow. Ow. OWOW. You want me to... WHAT? I don't think... it's supposed to bend that way... and OW, and ooh, my hips are a little, and eek, my arm isn't really, and OH MY FUCKING GOD I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IT WAS POSSIBLE FOR MY WRISTS TO HURT THIS MUCH". The yoga? It hates me.

So yes, I realize that this is probably a combination of me not being in ANY sort of shape and probably doing the poses wrong and overdoing it and also pushing too hard into the poses and you know what, y'all? I DON'T CARE. Because those are all reasonable, rational explanations that put the blame on ME, so I am ignoring them entirely and blaming the INANIMATE YOGA TAPE. So there.

3. I so have ADD. It was almost embarassing. This week I went on a field trip for work, in which I went to a Port, and we learned all sorts of really fascinating things. And despite the ship captain who nearly had a coronary when I established my rudimentary knowledge of diesel engines, (Quote: "Who the hell IS this chick? She knows engines??"), I had a good time. However, we were standing there, and the port man was talking, and I swear it was even interesting , and the next thing I knew I was complimenting one of the general counsel attorneys on her bracelets. So to recap:

Guy With Knowledge I Need And Want: "Blah blah blah very important stuff."
Me: "Oooh. Shiny."

I clearly left a large portion of my mind back in Texas.

Happy Weekend!!