10/28/04

I joined subsidised self-service health club yesterday. It’s conveniently located in the building with lockers and showers, so I figured I don’t really have any excuses not to use it for $18/mo. I plan on going early in the morning before most people get to work because most peope go at lunch time. This way I can just wear whatever I want in to work, work out, then shower and dress for work. Saves the extra oil burned by showering at home that way. If I’m catching the early bus in to work, I’ll have an extra hour in the office anyway. Why work an hour of overtime every day if I’m not getting paid for it? 🙂

If you came in through the front page, you may have noticed that I deleted all my old chapters and create two new chapters:

Daily Life:Because, as much as it bores me to write about it, I still need to write about it.

What Matters:A place for me to put entries about things that aren’t just daily updates about my life. Yeah, it’ll probably stay empty for a long, long time.

My fish, Moe, seems to be losing his appetite. He’ll eat one pellet, maybe two now at each meal. He used to gobble up the food – up to four pellets – as fast as I could drop it in there. He’s getting older now. I’ve had him for two and half years. I don’t think Bettas usually live past three years in captivity. He’s made a lot of friends here at work that I’m sure will be sad to see him go. He’s never been sick, and he tolerates the daily water temperature fluctuations really well. He’s still really active and interactive, but his appetite just isn’t there. I have to watch and make sure he eats when I feed him now.

At school, I am dying. I absolutely cannot stay focused. I thought I had it all figured out that I could just read the chapters and do the homework while my Calculus professor rambled on doing the same thing but slower. But it’s just not working. I get there and start sinking into a drowsy stupor. I can’t feel motivated to work. I’m numb. I know what I’m supposed to do, but I can’t do it or I can’t do it for long. Two more exams and a final to go. I hope he’s not teaching Calculus II next semester. I will walk out and drop that damn class on the first day.