I haven’t really been up to much the last couple of evenings. Over the last two days I have been really busy at work as we begin the first phase of my assigned project; this is planned to continue until the end of October.
Sunday evening I went out to the same sports bar that I visited last week to watch the Indianapolis Colts play Denver. I’m trying to learn the rules of the game but it’s so stop/start and adverts every few minutes. It kicked off at 4:15 and I don’t think it finished until around 7:15 … THREE HOURS. I bought a Colts shirt last week so that I at least blended in a little this time …
Last night I stayed in just watching some TV although there wasn’t really anything interesting on. It’s starting to get cold here which, although I had been expecting it to BE cold, isn’t welcome… I actually had to turn my air conditioning from COOL to HEAT! Thankfully the thermostat has both metric and old money units of measurement; I still can’t get the hang of Fahrenheit. I was watching the weather this morning and although there was a slight chance of rain in the area, none materialised. Unlike Wisconsin where many towns seem to have flooded after a river, following heavy rains, burst its bank. In contrast California has seen temperatures around 110 (even I know that’s hot!). On the subject of units though, I have started to realise how much of a mix we use in the UK. Ask me my height and I will tell you in feet and inches, and probably my weight in stones and pounds. BUT if I measure anything it’s always in m, cm, and mm; if I weight anything it’s always in Kg’s. Our fuel is pumped in litres yet we all talk about our Miles Per Gallon … I guess we are the halfway house between Imperial America and Metric Europe.
This evening I got in from work and spoke to my family back home, and then spent a while doing not very much at all on the computer. I flicked through the TV and stumbled across Fox where I realised I was watching Glee and finding it quite entertaining. Not wanting to admit that to myself (I’m not that American just yet) I turned it off and headed out to the gym. I’ve never really been one for gyms, and the extent of my exercise would normally be playing football with work on a Wednesday evening or 2 weeks of (mildly) intensive training at the end of April ready for the 10k GEAR. Alright then; 1 week. Since I’ve been out here though I’ve been making use of the gym at the apartment complex. Partly something to do but also because I have this fear of Mr Dunkin’ and Mrs Krispy Kreme tapping me on the shoulder … Anyway, when I got back I cooked myself some dinner and then did some cleaning. That brings us up to the present time!
I haven’t eaten the Boy Scout Popcorn yet … I’m thinking of keeping hold of it until I’m sure there’ll be no other door-to-door salesmen so that I don’t lose my evidence of not being tight!
Finally, it seems I’m not unlucky for Arsenal if I’m at work when they’re playing. Following last week’s 6-0 win there was a 3-1 win against Partizan tonight. After the two results from each Saturday match since I’ve been here, I’m not looking forward to watching the Chelsea game on Sunday morning. Still, it has to be better than the almost constant re-runs of West Ham vs.. Spurs; I think I’ve seen parts of that match at least 3 times now … that actually makes Glee seem appealing!
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