An interesting side effect of this new medication I’m taking is that it makes me want to drink black coffee.
I find this very odd since I’m normally a cream and two sugars type of guy.
An interesting side effect of this new medication I’m taking is that it makes me want to drink black coffee.
I find this very odd since I’m normally a cream and two sugars type of guy.
It’s not everyday that your life is made better by a simple computer tip. However, the other day my friend Elle gave me a tip that without a doubt did in fact make my life better.
She and I were talking about work, school, studying, and just overall the lack of free time. It was then that she mentioned that she had found that she was able to stay more focused and be more productive at work simply by turning off the little envelop that notifies you of new email.
Knowing that this envelop was somewhat of a bane to my existence, I decided to turn it off.
Then the withdrawals started.
I kept constantly looking at my taskbar expecting that little envelop to be there. However, since it wasn’t, I had to keep pulling up my email to see if I had received anything new. I would walk away from my computer to get coffee, go to the restroom, etc. and I would immediately come back and check it. It was pretty bad and I actually almost caved several times and turned it back on.
Then after about two days of this I got used to the idea of not instantly being notified about new emails. Then I realized that I was able to complete whole thoughts and tasks without being interrupted. Also I realized that emails are so much easier to deal with once I let them “pile up” so to speak and then just tackle them all at once. It’s been great.
If you’re plagued with a large number of emails everyday like I am you might find this tip helpful… Once you get through the withdrawals!
Today I am 26 years old.
I weigh 190.0 lbs.
My resting heart rate is 74 bpm
I live in “Brentioch”, TN
This information is for reference exactly one year from now.
Just a random fun fact: I really like the John Mayer cover of Free Falling.
Monday I was in Murfreesboro and saw a firework store on fire. Seriously.
Just imagine this. It was a cloud of black billowing smoke with random fireworks shooting into the air.
Luckily no one was injured and now I can scratch that off the list of things to see in my lifetime.
Question: What do you get when you add one lovely redheaded girl, some whiskey, a quesadilla, a Dancin’ Outlaw, and 4th row seats at the Black Keys show last Wednesday at the Ryman?
Answer: A recipe for one of the best birthday presents ever!
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Thanks lovely redheaded girl.
Yesterday I ate an “Organic Pop-Tart”…
Yeah I was stumped by that too so I looked it up. Wikipedia says, “Organic foods are produced according to certain production standards, meaning they are grown without the use of conventional pesticides, artificial fertilizers, human waste, or sewage sludge, and that they were processed without ionizing radiation or food additives.”
While it’s fun to think that my 100% completely processed fruit pastry was made without the use of human waste and food additives, I somehow doubt it.
Monday was what should have been my one year wedding anniversary. While I assumed that this day was going to be somewhat somber, surprisingly it was not. Actually it was a pretty good day to be honest.
While yes the circumstances that transpired a little more than a year ago are still sad, life moves on. Heather and I are both doing well. We’ve completely gone our separate ways and aside from still sharing the same auto insurance, our lives are completely untangled (yeah we’re working on this insurance thing).
But as odd as it may be, Heather and I are actually still friends and talk pretty regularly. I don’t think there are really any hard feelings. It’s just something that she and I deal with.
It’s nice making it to this milestone. It shows me that things are bright going forward.
I laughed when I read my buddy Michael’s gmail status.
“If I hear anyone else talk about their weekend starting today, I will kill everyone. Everyone.”
Keep in mind that it’s Wednesday.
*Side note: If he does in fact kill everyone, this will obviously not be funny at all.
Blake looked at the empty shelf with complete disbelief. Where the new Kings of Leon CD should have been was nothing but empty space marked with an artist title card that reconfirmed his disappointment that they were out of what he was looking for.
The music blared and the sound of explosions from some unrecognizable action movie thumped loudly as he scanned Best Buy looking for someone who could help him. Sadly, within the mass of media, electronics, and gadgets, only a few associates in their blue polo shirts and khaki pants were visible on the distant horizon. Clearly too far away to be of any assistance without a great amount of effort by both parties.
For the third time that day he had been let down by a store because they did not have what he had come for. Two different stores he had just recently gone into with intentions of buying pants told him that they were sorry they did not have his size and he should come back tomorrow. Perturbed by their inadequacy of inventory and their notions of him returning on a day that was not convenient to his schedule he had gone to Best Buy with hopes of salvaging his endeavor to purchase some needed items; only to be brought down yet again.
Pushing aside his initial frustration he made a conscious decision to remain positive. Blake took a few deep breathes and thought to himself that perhaps this was a sign from the world that he didn’t need to spend any money that day. With his optimistic attitude reestablished, he walked out of the entertainment superstore and headed home where he eventually said, “screw the world” as he made his purchases online.