This morning I arrived at work and was in the process of locking up my bike when another cyclist arrived... a woman I recognized from working in the building, but don't know all that well. She saw my bike and said something to the effect of, "That's
your bike? That's hysterical. I figured it belonged to some hipster kid."
I really didn't know how to respond to that. "Fuck you" seemed a little much for someone I didn't know. So I just smiled awkwardly and said, "Nope... it's mine, all right."
Dunno what's so "hysterical" about it, goddammit.
I see that I've neglected to mention another recent purchase. I got tired of not having room in my fridge for food since so much shelf space was reserved for beer. So I bought a small (4.5 cu. ft.) "beer fridge." Quite handy. I now have lots of space for food in the big fridge.
Pity I can't afford groceries.
While hauling the small - but hardly lightweight - beer fridge up the stairs to my apartment, I strained my lower back. So it's handy that I'd recently made another investment: a "subscription" plan at
Massage Envy. I used to have regular massages, and knew that I needed them again. My shoulder has never gotten back to 100% since the injury, but after three massages, now, I've noticed improvement. I'm duly impressed with my CMT. She's quite good.
I suppose the biggest news is that I've applied to graduate school. Assuming financial aid comes through, I'll begin in December working on a Master's in Mental Health Counseling. Do I know exactly what I want to do? Nope. I just know I've got to get out of what I'm doing now. It's not challenging, and I know I can do something much more meaningful in the world.
Wish me luck. It's been a loooooong time since I've been a student.
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