I keep thinking I'm being attacked by The Plague that has ravaged the population here lately, but so far my symptoms have been psychological only - thinking I'm sick, when maybe I'm not sick at all. I hope I'm not. I don't have time for illness.
I totally ditched boot camp this morning. As I was laying wide awake at 2 am thinking of my alarm going off in 3 hours, I knew I couldn't do it. Plus, I got roped into doing someone else's boot camp yesterday afternoon (don't ask) and it was killer. Seriously - I could barely climb the stairs this morning to get to my office. Boot camp is doing something good, though. I can tell my clothes are looser. (Not to be confused with loser.)
I know I haven't finished my 12 Step Program, but, dude: I can only give so much before the paranoia sets in.
Someone told me yesterday that I'm really weird to talk to on the phone - that I'm way better in person. I hate that! I thought I had gotten better on the phone, but apparently, I haven't. I don't know what it is with me and phones. I guess I need to practice.
Dude. It totally couldn't be worse than me on the phone. I mean, you remember our phone conversations, right? You would have though I got better after talking to Lacey for exactly 6,128 hours on the phone, but no. Forget it. I'm starting to think (based on highly scientific research) that if you're bad on the phone, you stay bad.
By the way, you ARE much better in person. But I don't think that's necessarily because of any lack or possession of phone skill.
Posted by: UJ at May 24, 2006 10:23 AMNow lets not exaggerate too much Josh, 6,128 hours is a bit overboard.....it was more like 5,978.
Posted by: Lacey at May 25, 2006 08:48 AMPerhaps it's that IRL-Christin is so cool that Phone-Christin can never measure up
I hate talking on the phone. It's so awkward.
Posted by: emily at May 25, 2006 09:09 AM