Yesterday was indeed productive.
After my duties at work, I headed home and practiced piano pieces for four hours. I watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s & Ghost World. I painted. I am so hipster. *shudders*
This morning, I dug out of bed and headed to base to participate in the mandatory “squadron run” (3.5 miles) every Friday. It was about 33F and windy. Usually they cancel the runs on these cold, blustery days… but not today. The commander told us to get our asses running. So I did… right over to the gym to use the treadmill. Screw all that cold weather shit! There are no rules!
After the run, I went to Larry’s dorm and dug out his high school yearbooks & books, and had a little laugh.
This copy was given as a gift.
“Happy birthday! Have some Hitler propaganda!”
Very fascinating, though, yes?
One, two, three copies of Mein Kampf! My man is obsessive about collecting, for reeeeal. He has like, 200 beautiful color books about Germany, Austria, Prussia, various Euro history novels and tons of WWII uniform guides. He even has a book from 1858!
After I went home, strangely comatose, I put on some sweats and crawled into bed. An hour later I woke up to a phone call. I had this strange feeling that I couldn’t move. I blame it on the drop in my body temperature from that run; my legs were numb for a while.
Today I watched Paris, Je T’aime and The Princess Diaries 2 (yes yes, junkfood movie) & have no plans whatsoever for the three-day weekend. None. Crazy cat lady alert.
My parents are getting another dachshund, because Truffle went to doggie heaven while I was at OTS. They will have three; I am mega jealous.