I don’t really have much to write about.

 

Wednesday was a day. A rainy one. There was an event on campus so finding parking sucked. I ended up slipping as I entered the building, falling in front of a bunch of people. I’m sure there will be a video of it on YouTube eventually.

 

I don’t think anything is hurt aside from my pride. I’ve been sore today, but there’s no sharp pain. Nothing that makes me think something is seriously wrong. Just a dull ache when I sit down.

 

I never made it to the gym on Wednesday. My intention had been to go after work, but I stayed too long to be able to go and still pick up Zane on time. There are mild feelings of lameness about that, but not as much as there might have been if I hadn’t fallen. Nothing puts a dampener on working out like legitimate physical pain.

 

I spent most of last night and pretty much all of today wasting my life playing a completely amazing, totally addicting click bate game on my phone.

 

It’s called Dragonvale, and essentially you run a dragon zoo where you breed dragons to make hybrid dragons and collect money for doing it.

 

That’s right. My new calling in life is being a dragon pimp at the moment. No regrets.

 

The premise is a lot like Farmville. You set certain things into motion, and then have to wait for a period of time before you can redo the action or move on to something else. Super simple. Totally non-productive, and yet I can’t seem to stop. I’ve already made Excel sheets figuring out the revenue my dragons pull in at their current levels, which changes as I feed them. I’ve been scouring the Internet for strategies and best practices, because even if it’s a silly phone game I have to beat Zane, and currently he’s roughly 30 levels ahead of me.

 

Apparently my younger brother also plays this game, which I didn’t know, but luckily Facebook does because Skynet… He’s level 61. F’ my life. I’ll never catch up to him. ;-;

 

But yeah. It has rained all day. Literally. All. Day.

 

Terri texted me early this morning saying she was sick and that our training was canceled. Not all that heart broken since I’m still sore from my fall and I would have been biking to and from the gym in the rain. At least it’s not the freezing rain it was during the previous weeks.

 

I had the thought a few days ago that it actually worked out fairly well for me to not have the bike the past little bit. It’s been the coldest, rainiest weeks so far this winter. I’m sure my luck would have only lasted so long on not getting sick had I been biking in those conditions. Getting rained on before work, sitting in lab for four to eight hours, freezing because the AC is always running to keep the computers cool, and then biking back home in the rain. Maybe it worked out for the best that I haven’t been stressing my body as much as I normally would. Maybe I should realize that it’s still winter, the hardest season for me, and that I’ve been doing extremely well this year.

 

I don’t know. There’s still the part of my brain that says it’s all just a pile of excuses and I’m being a slacker, and nag, nag, nag, why aren’t you doing better?

 

Because I’m doing what I want to do for the most part. That’s why. Making dragons have sex as I sit on the couch watching episodes of Boondocks, second cup of coffee steaming next to me was way better than biking in the rain to lift weights, only to get sick and not be able to run my race. Pardon me, Brain, while I sit here and continue to ignore you by clicking on my snapdragon treats that just finished growing.

 

Tomorrow it’s supposed to be sunny. In the 60-70 range. It’s a day where I have admin hours. I’m sure there is grading that I need to do. I haven’t check my work email since it’s my day off, and will continue to not check it until I’m on the clock tomorrow. And even as I type that I know my curiosity will most likely get the better of me…

 

Ok. Ok. So I’ll check it… but I won’t start anything until I’m on the clock, damnit. >.<;

 

I have my final assignment that I actually need to start that is due tomorrow. I have to create an inspirational poster from a quote I like. I have a few ideas floating around in my head. I think I’m going to go with an Art Deco style. Something with straight, clean lines to bring to mind stability and structure. I think that’s where I’m at mentally. I don’t really want anything organic and flowy. I’ve been pretty left brained these past few days, so I think using a style that sort of caters to that will make this assignment easier.

 

Tomorrow will be a gym day, come hell. If there’s high water I’m most likely fucked.

 

I want to run again. So badly. I want there to be sun, too. Normal sun. Warm sun. Not the weak, cold, winter sun that keeps taunting me.

 

John was home today instead of going to work. That was mildly frustrating. He’s sick, which is also lame. So much sickness…. Do not want. He kept to himself though, staying in his room aside from the brief time he left to go to a clinic. I’m pretty sure it’s just a cold though, so I doubt the clinic did much for him aside from exposing him to more germs and tell him, “Go home and sleep. Make sure to drink water.”

 

What doesn’t kill you leaves you weak enough for the next thing to finish the job…

 

And that’s pretty much all that I’ve done. On the adult side of life I did shower today, as well as load and run the dishwasher. Go me. We’ll gloss over the fact that I’m still in pjs and that the dishwasher hasn’t been unloaded. Unloaded, yet. Yeah… we’ll tag yet onto the end of that sentence so it makes me sound a bit better.

 

And with that I’m going to go back to cuddling next to Scarlet. My Cold dragon should hatch shortly, which means I have to redo my calculations for my earnings. My breeding dragons should also be done relatively soon, so I’ll know if I have the Ash dragon I want, or if I’m going to be an evil overlord and kill my dragons by snu snu. My second island should also be done around midnight so I can start clearing out that area and moving stuff around. My galaxy dragon will be done breeding soon, so I’ll have another egg in incubation. I’ll be able to tell what type it is before it hatches so I can make plans around that. There’s also the Valentine’s Day stuff going on…

 

I can totally stop whenever I want to… just five more minutes.

 

Really, I go through this phase with most games, so I recognize it for what it is, and am not worried about it too much. I know I’ll be obsessed for a period of time and then I get bored and the game will fade to the wayside. But right now I’m entertained, and I’m able to lose myself in something like I’ve so desperately wanted to do. No thinking about my actions or weighing consequences. No worrying about life, and all of the things that are out of my control…

 

There’s also the mildly depressing yet strangely twisted / comforting thought that at least my virtual dragons are able to score where I cannot. Lucky bastards.