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9.24.2003


ah, so this is my first from work blog. i actually managed to get through the morning okay without making any huge mistakes or pissin anyone off. of course, if i did make a mistake no one would notice because there's no one here to tell me what to do!! woohoo! my boss is on vacation and now i'm in charge... wait, that means i've got responsibility now... and accountability... oh crap.

seriously though, this is the funnest job sometimes. the little kids coming in here are so cute. the pre-k kids are the funniest... they have the shortest little arms and legs that flail all out to the side when they run. and they are still like babies because they don't really bend their knees all the way, so its this crazy arm-flailing straight-legged galloping kind of thing. its looks hella fun. you wish you could run like that still. oh, just like that friends show, the one where phoebe runs. for kids, running is fun. you aren't obsessing over calories eaten or calories burned. you aren't thinking about how far you've gone or what your heart rate is up to. hell, you don't even care where you are going. for little kids, running is the best thing in the world because its free and its fun and you know, just know, that if you put out your arms and make a certain airplane noise that you will fly.

that being said, i'm getting a treadmill... i need more exercise and i'm a little freaked out by our workout center in the complex because it's become the local hangout for all the yutes (ala my cousin vinny) who either don't have cable in their own apartments or just go there to watch the shows they can't watch at home. its more of a playpark in there than anything and you can't really workout comfortably. so anyways, maybe it will end up being a glorified clothes hanger but hey, there's always that chance that it won't. and that's good enough for me.

gotta go try to actually work now.... try being the important word there.

*blog*

posted by megs at 10:24


 
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