There's a Reason Facebook was Made for Procrastination

Does anyone else feel like the 'objective' message which pops up in the Facebook status box - 'What are you doing right now?' - fails miserably at being objective and passes itself off as accusatory? I cannot help but put exorbitant amounts of emphasis on parts which make it sound to my ears like a wronged lover: 'what are you doing right now?'

I'm not doing my homework, you bloodsucker, and it's all thanks to you and your globalized popular culture!
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Mount Pleasant was, for once, quite pleasant over these past few weeks, save Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. Thursday and Friday were bitter cold: I awoke Saturday to no snow - none - and fell asleep to a foot. Twelve inches of snowfall! How the hell am I supposed to run in that? Very carefully, I suppose.

Well, luckily my running days are moving indoors. Unluckily, all my runs require certainly larger amounts of mileage, so indoors is going to be a slog of laps. Loathesome, effing laps.

Core work makes me feel strong and fit. Then I sit down and eat. It's a fun dance.

Looked at a bit of a different training program for the marathon - I like this one better. It's from Runner's World, a link to which you can find on the sidebar to your right. I would recommend it highly.

Last week, our HON 321A - American Independent Cinema class watched Francois Truffaut's Les Quatres Cents Coups, i.e. The 400 Blows (1959). It has firmly planted itself onto my list of 20 favorite films. Hey, I might as well list them.

1. Monty Python and the Holy Grail
2. 300
3. Garden State
4. Reign Over Me
5. Love Actually
6. The Notebook
7. The Princess Bride
8. Robin Hood: Men in Tights
9. Love Me if You Dare
10. Into the Wild
11. Rudy
12. Radio
13. A Lot Like Love
14. We Were Soldiers
15. The 400 Blows
16. The Lord of the Rings Trilogy
17. Requiem for a Dream
18. American Beauty
19. American Psycho
20. The Dark Knight

As you can probably tell, most of my posts lack focus. We of the postmodern mindset call it pastiche.

See you bright and early tomorrow for summer class registration antics, some early-morning running, stretching/core work and some form of breakfast, data entry and analysis, then class.

I just realized that, regardless of whatever my better judgment may be, my days are becoming increasingly front-loaded. I do not like this. I like sleeping in. I also like ending sayings in prepositions. Take that, English.

Oh, you know I'm sorry, baby. Don't be like that.
-RKS