hysanadu

So I start Spanish classes on Tuesday. I'm both excited and worried, because I haven't taken anything resembling a class in almost 10 years. I'm starting to worry about diminished brain capacity and my ability to learn and retain languages. I know, be positive.

It's only 45 minutes a week, so my lunchbreak on Tuesdays is changed. Which is probably ok. I just can't miss any courses between now and November.

I've accepted that I'll find a way to vicariously deal with my long-repressed fetish. It's a common and boring one, so I'm sure I can find DVDs featuring it. Acting on it in real life clearly isn't going to be an option.

This powerpoint thing is driving me batty. I think the problem is that it involves statistics and graphs and numbers. Anything math-related makes me perspire. I think I'll mention this to my boss on Monday. I know he'd rather I tell him now than wait until November when it is due to mention that I'm having issues (why does everything seem to be centered around November, lately?).

On a more upbeat note, as of Oct. 16th, I'll have been at my job for a year. So I guess it no longer counts as _new_. So I've settled in.

I think I need to apologize to (former, maybe?) Crush Girl as I was having a bad few days and maybe came off as a little cranky on Friday.

The treadmill is calling me.

I'd like to see you guys on Sunday, but maybe I'll just buy beers for people and drink water.