Vegging Out

So it was just me, the dog, the two cats, the hamster, and the fish last night. Sheesh, no wonder I didn't feel lonely.

I spent most of last night in front of the TV. I rented a couple of movies, and managed to watch both, even though I'd planned to save one for tonight. Oh well. Cynthia told me yesterday to try not to play on the computer all night, and I'm proud to say that I managed not to (of course, I just found another box to sit in front of, but hey, it's progress).

I didn't go to boxing class last night. I'd gotten in to work at like 7 am, and after having been stuck in the lab all day, by 4 pm I'd pretty much decided I wasn't going to stick around for another two hours to wait for class. I did, however, pop in this yoga/pilates DVD that I bought a while back, and did the upper body workout. The yoga poses must have looked like "let's play!" poses, because Bandit would not leave me alone the whole time. I didn't want to lock him out of the room, so I ended up doing stretches with my head on the floor and a dog licking my face.

This morning, while driving to work, I was on the freeway and this guy in some Saturn was driving behind me. Looked like a slob. He switches lanes, passes me, and is wagging his tongue at me. Pig. I ended up passing him a few minutes later, at which point he gets right behind my car and follows me for a couple miles before passing me again, doing what, out of the corner of my eye, is I'm sure, another obscene gesture. I suppose it's not as bad as that one time some middle-aged guy was driving next to me, looking at me and making gross gestures into his lap. And guys like these wonder why they're single.

Anyways, sorry for the late update, but I've been stuck in the lab all day. I'm now eating my meal for the day, which consists of potato chips and a diet soda. Meal of champions.