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Occasionally, I get this strange, strong feeling of urgency to go running/jogging. This phenomenon most recently occured on Monday night at approximately 8 pm, so I promptly went to the park to satiate this yearning of fitness. I'm not sure why I do the things that I do. Perhaps the purpose in this wild, unruly urge is to remind myself why I don't go running on a daily basis.

Thoughts at the park:
1st quarter: *power walking*: feeling good, enthusiastic and encouraged- maybe I'll even go around twice tonight!
2nd quarter: *a light jog*: passing all the walkers, feeling like a BA...heck YEAH!
3rd quarter: *still light jogging*: Bright Eyes is not good running music; switch to Flyleaf; definitely only going around once tonight
Making the bend: *back to walking* This hurts. And sucks. A lot.
Last stretch: *back to jogging* RUN LIKE A HERO!!!!!!

Shocking news: I was sore the next morning: back, shins, abs, feet. And, in fact, I am even more sore today! I feel like an old person, with 20 years of experience.

My cousin e-mailed me yesterday and said that she's compiling the my grandmother's book. Remember this project? Those rhymes I was supposed to have finished and get paid a whopping $26 for? Yeah, I kind of sort of really forgot about them, and now they want them. So I have to deliver some bad news. I mean, I'm only missing six or seven. But I had a bachelor's degree to work on, so that kind of took priority. Maybe they'll understand.

I dress nice for work despite my coworkers' pleas and complaints, right? So yesterday I wore my $4 thrift store outfit.
"A $4 OUTFIT! THAT'S OUTRAGEOUS!" you exclaim.
"Actually, it's quite frugal," I explain.
A while ago, I went to this thrift store in Perry and got this vintage white, pleated linen skirt for $2 which fit perfectly, and a brown blazer for $2. At the time, they just so happened to have a buy-one-get-one-free sale in that room, so I got both for $2. Also, I picked out some cute brown heels that were like brand new (featured cha) that fit, and they were also $2. So yeah- that was a good day. And that's my $4 outfit.
I was wearing it yesterday at work, running the front desk, and I had to sign for a package from UPS for a lady on the third floor. So I tell one of the ladies in the office that I'm going up to the third floor to deliver the package and she's like, "No you're not. Not in those heels."
Her argument assumed my vixen-like-style was no match for the ancient, undulating stairs.
Granted, this building was constructed circa 1912 with the third floor added in the 1980s, I believe, but my vertical access should not be contingent upon its structural integrity! And it's not like I'm some unstable, 400-pound waddling peg-leg pirate that's going to fall down a flight of stairs, especially when I have traveled the road many a time before. But apparently looking cute has its limitations.

I didn't want to disobey authority, so I had to call "Kyle" from the third floor to come pick it up. If there was ever a time where I felt like a nincompoop, that was it.

In other news: I AM FINISHED WITH BUSINESS INTELLIGENCE!
I took this final this morning, so let's review the implications that the completion of this class has for this one:
1. I'm a SENIOR! (Dad, that one's for you) I mean, I already was, but now I'm even MORE so.
2. I'm finished with my Information Systems MINOR!
3. I can uninstall SAP from my laptop! (as well as all of the other miscellaneous trial software I had to install!)
4. I never have to go into the IT Building again!
5. I never have to do a lab tutorial again!
6. Everything from here on out will be accounting! (except for strategic management. Curse you, capstone class!)
7. I can start enjoying my summer! This was a long term class, so I've been waiting a long time for it to be over.

I always find it hilarious when people say they majored in "business".
Like- what does that even MEAN?

If you can't convince them, confuse them,
TWS