The Best of Intentions

I have been telling myself since, well, a few days after the last post, that I would post again, and basically every day I tell myself that. Not just blogging, either-I keep telling myself I'll write in my diary, clean my desk (which isn't actually that messy), or do whatever, and I either forget or keep putting it off. What can you do? I'm posting now, which is all that matters. Not that I really have that much to say anyway. I've been oddly busy, doing what, I can't tell. Working 40 hours a week at a job that isn't that great. Trying to start running again which is working ok, except for the fact that my running partner, Erica, and I are both slow, out of shape, and injured (more injured in her case then mine) and so far our longest run has been 3 miles. I have a feeling that that's all we'll be doing for at least a week longer. Last year we were quickly working towards and actually running 4-5 mile runs, occasionally longer, and now it's going to be quite awhile before we get there. Quiet depressing. I used to be the person who would shock other people with the difficulty and rigour of my workouts (not just running, but pushups and abs and whatnot) and now other people's workouts are sounding like mine used to. Which is actually probably pathetic, now that I think about it, because I don't really hear anyone doing that much more than me.

On other notes, Eric and I signed the lease for our apartment, registered at Knight's for tuxes, and bought our cake topper over the weekend. I think that's everything we did for the wedding, but there might be more. I know there is a lot more we still have left to do so it's sometimes hard to rejoice in what we've already taken care of. Oh, we also think we know what we're doing for our cake but we still need to actually order it and whatnot.

I've been trying to read more since I've been home, well, more for fun since I obviously read a ton while I was at school, but not necessarily my choice of material. I've already made it through 3 (almost 4) just mindless books for fun reading, and I'm hoping to start the Brothers Karamozov (did I spell that right Matt? My copy is packed away right now so I have to dig it out) which is more rigorous and then move on to something else that's also more rigorous, maybe War and Peace. Who knows? I've got all summer, right? Not like I don't have many other things to deal with....still, I like having time, busy or not, when I can choose exactly what I want to read, difficult or easy or brainless or whatever. With that, I'm going to leave this open for book suggestions-anybody have any good ones to check out? I'm open to basically anything.

The road outside my house is paved with good intentions
Hired a construction crew, 'cause it's hell on the engine