Final step count yesterday was twelve thousand nine hundred and four steps. I didn’t measure my stride length but even at two feet (a low estimate) that’s about four miles.
I’ll keep a record for this week and see if I really do walk twenty miles a work week.
I should charge for mileage.
On a whim, I got a pedometer and decided to track how many steps I took in a day. I remember that a coworker was doing ten thousand steps a day for health, so that was part of the reason I got interested.
Turns out I’m nearly at eight thousand steps (seven thousand eight hundred eighty four) and it’s only two in the afternoon.
So much for that.
No matter what day of the year it happens, this is the worst day to come in to work.
I hate Daylight Savings Time.
I understand that there’s a benefit in it somewhere, but I’ve yet to see it in my lifetime. All I know, is that once a year, my body perceives that I’m an hour ahead of schedule—I’m at work or school an hour earlier than I have to be. Of course, the night before, I stayed up an hour later than I normally do because I look at one of my many clocks and believe that I have another hour before bedtime.
Needless to say, today, the first work day after traveling an hour into the future, I’m not very productive. Right now, I’m just sort of wobbly and a bit grumpy.
On the other hand, it can’t be as bad as folks in Indiana, who just started observing DST last year. Last year ended their 40 year streak. Now they too, have an annual cycle that features hour’s worth of time travel.
Welcome to an hour into the future!
I know, it’s overwhelming, just wait a few months and we’ll send you back.
Yes, I know it sounds silly to me too, but we all do it. Everyone except Arizona and Hawaii.
Lucky bastards.
Ninety Nine Nights came on the scene a while ago for the 360, and I decided to rent it from GameFly after seeing it on Dan’s playlist every time I log on to xBox live. While it’s a very pretty game, and a technically impressive game, there are some issues that take away from the fun of playing the game.
These issues, while not “game breaking,” turn the game into an exercise in hitting the X button.
I’d like to point out that the designers have most definitely watched the Lord of the Rings movies, because they are throwing lots and lots of enemies at you, all at once. Thankfully, your characters are more than capable of taking on hundreds of foes at once, and I actually relished seeing the thronging masses advancing as one solid tide. The first character you play, Inphyy (the rest are unlocked as you progress through the game’s missions) is an eighteen year old Temple Knight, and is a total badass.
She’s also well, to put it lightly, a crazy bitch.
It’s really very cool to see her plowing through dozens of enemies with each swing of the sword, a la Sauron, except she’s the good guy.
Sort of. You see, there’s a war going on with the Orcs, but during one mission, you actually face Orc non combatants. Continue reading
You know, seriously, I thought I was done with this after I left the college dorms a decade ago.
The fire alarm goes off. Of course, it’s cold out so we start getting our winter clothes on. By the time we’re set to go out, I open the door and run into a few members of the fire department telling me to go back to bed, and that it was a burst pipe that set off the alarm.
On the plus side, I never went outside.
Of course, now I’m awake.