Bollocks!

Criminy, my posts (aside from the last one) are becoming so maudlin. This one, in theory, will be as well... but I'm going to strike it up a notch and make it a little less St. Elmo's Fire.

First off, light topic - I've been going to the gym more often. And by more often I mean I went three times this week, after not going in a month. I work out every day at home with the stability ball, but I felt like I needed some cardio. The worst part of going to the gym is building up the initiative to get out the door and drive to the gym. Once I'm there, I'm fine, I get to work on that eliptical, and I go home feeling accomplished. But this part pisses me off: When I start going to the gym frequently, I start eating like a starved horse. Which, I suppose is how it's supposed to be. But I seriously will eat 4 or 5 meals a day, and go at them like I haven't eaten in weeks. An entire plate will be inhaled in mere seconds. It's enough to make any female feel like they've taken one step forward and 4 plates back.

SECOND, I must be hitting that idealistic age in life where I feel like I should strike out and embark on life's adventures, like many before me in their VW busses on only a paycheck and a prayer. I can't really do that right now, though. If I took off tomorrow and woke up in San Francisco, my next stop would be making license plates in Leavenworth. For real though, I lead a boring life. My particular branch of the military is not thrilling. And on that note, I'm really beyond disillusioned with the military - we spend more time trying to NOT get in trouble by those appointed over us for whatever stupid reasons, than we do actually doing any real work. I digress; they're paying me, so I'll continue doing it for another fifteen (!!!) months.
I got sidetracked, sorry. About the boring life. This sounds like a crazy coming of age Lifetime special, but I REALLY REALLY want to experience the GOOD parts of the country. I'm tired of spending my days/nights doing one of two things: Sitting on the couch, surfing the internet, watching reruns of Will & Grace, OR, going out drinking. Bah. I want to fall asleep next to a bonfire on a beach in San Diego, then wake up and learn how to surf.

I want to go to Aspen and learn how to ski, then spend the evening next to a fireplace sipping cocoa.

I want to spend an extended period of time in New York City and take in all the sights until I'm so comfortable with the city that I no longer need a map.

I want to stay in a hotel or an apartment where everytime I look out the window and see the night skyline, it takes my breath away. I want to walk the streets of London and fall in love with the city.

I think I watch too much TV.

Excuse me, I misplaced my motivation.

I've been beyond bored this past week. I'm running low on inspiration right now, so I'm going to sit on the couch until it comes back and creativity bites me in the ass.

I'm staying entertained with my new Pilates ball, and random new artists I've stumbled upon:

:+: Simian Mobile Disco

:+: KillHannah

:+: Dangerous Muse

And I'm still butthurt that the Wu Tang concert sold out before I could get tickets [I told you I'm all over the board, musically speaking].

It snowed last week (What? In Virginia??), and I lucked out on a halfass work week while I had a cold. Other than that, I feel like a bag of bricks because I have wicked cramps (yeah, fuck off) so I'm going to continue being L-A-Z-Y for the entirety of today.

Ok, and I have to share this morsel because for some reason last night, it made me laugh so hard that I cried. I seriously got the giggles. I mean like the you-just-got-completely-retardedly-stoned-and-couldn't-stop giggles [I, of course, do not do drugs]. Husband and I are sitting on the couch watching the magnificent History channel. All is serene. Out of nowhere, the cat FLIES out of his litter box with such force that the lid goes sailing across the room. Ok I'm giggling again just typing this, it was one of those "You had to be there" things I bet... but god damn, that cat TORE through the living room at lightning speed and hid under the couch for a good 30 minutes. If only every shit could be that good.

Brilliant!

I found this at Casual Slack and thought it was good times. Be sure to check out her CD cover because it's glorious.

Let’s Make a Band:
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random

The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3

The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
(you might have to click new random quotes at the bottom)

3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/

The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

You then take the pic and add your band name
and the album title to it, then post your pic.

And here is mine...