Redemption

Okay, maybe not redemption. But I did drag my sorry butt out of bed this morning and go to the gym -- EVEN though it was dark. AND raining. AND I was perfectly comfortable under the covers with the ceiling fan set at just the right speed. I actually felt awake when I woke up . . . that's kind of my gauge. If I feel like I'm gonna die if I get out of bed, I don't go to the gym. If I'm awake and my eyes aren't burning at the mere hint of light entering them, I get up. My real problem is not getting up, but getting out. If I get up and get on the computer, it's all over. I have to just get up, get dressed, and get out if I'm gonna get to the gym. So I did. And I still got some laundry & dishes & stuff done around the house when I got home and before going to work. So today's a high-energy day, I guess.

Unfortunately, it's not a high-energy day for my iPaq (PDA). I learned the hard way that if the battery is allowed to go completely dead, then when you charge it back up the PDA treats it like a hard re-set, thereby OBLITERATING every ounce of information (contacts, calendar, tasks, notes -- every last thing) from its memory. WELL, FUCK ME! What the hell is the point of the stupid memory chip that goes in the top of the fucking thing if it's gonna go blank if the battery dies?! That's the dumbest thing I've heard all week -- and I hear lots of dumb things. I'm so irritated. So I called my dentist's office to find out when my appointment is because I know it's soon (4/12), and left a message with the person that does my hair because I think that's coming up, too. Who knows what the hell else I'm forgetting. So many things I entered into that fucking thing that are gone. I know part of it is my fault for never figuring out how to sync the thing with my PC; I shall still blame HP. MOTHER FUCKER!

Alright, that's the end of my rant. For now. I might rant more later.