Resolutioners, Breakfast, and Noise

I'm not sure how much more of the loud R&B music I can take. I'm also not so sure that I can handle being super confrontational with a group of people that might try to hurt me. This means that I'll be making another call to the landlord, though I'm not sure how much good it will do in the end.

I guess I could be a super bitch and Irish dance at 6 AM. Should I let the landlord know that I plan to take this course of action should the noise and cigarette stench (oh yes, you can smell it through the vents) not subside? I think I might.

Onward and upward...

According to the Hanson plan, Wednesdays are "off" days. They mention that if you are an advanced runner, you can use these days to add mileage. As I'm neither advanced nor crazy, I've decided Wednesdays are going to be cross training days. So, it was off to the gym bright and early this morning. I got up at 6 AM, ate a sweet n' salty bar, had a cup of tea, then wasted some time trying to de-ice my car.

I arrived at the gym at 7 AM and was greeted by undergrad new year's resolutioners.

Apologies to any resolutioners out there, but you annoy the piss out of me. You take over the gym that I faithfully go to early in the morning. And then you proceed to text whilst on the cardio equipment. You fill me with rage and my only consolation is that you will never work off the 20 lbs you packed on over break because you'll be too hungover in the mornings to go to the gym regularly.

I'm not bitter. Not. One. Bit.

After I called it quits around 8:15 AM, I headed home to refuel and get ready for my first day back teaching. Second Breakfast consisted of plain oatmeal that I jazzed up with craisins.

Don't be jealous of my Raphael bowl.

Oh yeah. 'Twas tasty indeed.