Tom Ramcigam (magicmarmot) wrote,
Tom Ramcigam
magicmarmot

Ended up being a pretty good day overall.

Massage that I got on Wednesday-- introduction to a new kind of pain, and not in a bad way exactly-- endorphins were still flouncing through my body today, though a bit more subdued. Warm, glowy feeling kind of as a rider.

Laundry mishap meant that this morning I had no pants. I debated trying to run a wet pair through the dryer, but figured I'd try a pair of jeans that didn't fit (i.e. too small) when I got them pre-Iowa, and never fit while there. Lo and behold, they fit now. A bit snug in the cows*, but survivable, and not uncomfortable. That really hasn't sunk in yet, but on an intellectual level I know it means that I am getting smaller.

Work was... well, it was work. A bit of frustration, a bit of camaraderie, a bit of accomplishment that finally resolved the bug I was working on and allowed me to button everything up by 5:02 PM or so to get home at a reasonable time with a feeling of accomplishment. Got home in enough time to ride the bike and clean up to head over to the house of Artemis for more watching of BSG and Doctor Who. Which was nice. I got a little tipsy, but in a pleasant sort of buzzed fashion, not the outrageous lampshade-on-the-head fashion.

Women, Rum, and Endorphins are a good combo.

Came home, greeted by a happy dog. Stoopikitty got outside, so he's probably gonna spend the night under the deck like a stoopikitty and be all pissed off that he wasn't inside. (Just went to the door and opened it, and he was right there wanting to come back inside. Stoopikitty.

*Cows: I have really freakin' muscular legs. My unflexed calves are around 21 inches in circumference. That makes them cows, not calves.
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