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Jan. 17th, 2007 11:32 amToday at work, I decided to see how long and far I could walk briskly before my ankle began throbbing. I clocked it at ten minutes or so. Which wasn't bad. I can walk on it easily, but too much weight causes pain and tension. I'm sitting comfortably and I can feel the muscle burn and bruise. But it's good.
I got my Goji juice today. Two ounces every morning until the bottle is empty should work well. So the bottle will last just over two weeks. Which is fine, because I get it cheap.
I plan on making a giant sign and printing it out, then taking it home and taping it to the wall above the kitchen sink: "WASH YOUR DISHES SO THEY STOP PILING UP. THERE IS NO DISH WASHING FAIRY." Or something to that effect. It is a reminder to myself as much as to the housemates. I notice that nobody really likes washing dishes, and the sink keeps piling up, because we all think that either we will do it later, or someone else will be nice and do it all. I'm as guilty as anyone. But it has to stop. It bothers me to come home to find an overflowing sink, and a stove still strewn with pots and pans that weren't even rinsed (Danny, I'm looking at you). We all need to really motivate each other to wash dishes as soon as they hit the sink. We can't install the dishwasher that Jason got from his parents yet, until there is a lot of work and rearranging done, but gods will I be happy when it happens.
I got my Goji juice today. Two ounces every morning until the bottle is empty should work well. So the bottle will last just over two weeks. Which is fine, because I get it cheap.
I plan on making a giant sign and printing it out, then taking it home and taping it to the wall above the kitchen sink: "WASH YOUR DISHES SO THEY STOP PILING UP. THERE IS NO DISH WASHING FAIRY." Or something to that effect. It is a reminder to myself as much as to the housemates. I notice that nobody really likes washing dishes, and the sink keeps piling up, because we all think that either we will do it later, or someone else will be nice and do it all. I'm as guilty as anyone. But it has to stop. It bothers me to come home to find an overflowing sink, and a stove still strewn with pots and pans that weren't even rinsed (Danny, I'm looking at you). We all need to really motivate each other to wash dishes as soon as they hit the sink. We can't install the dishwasher that Jason got from his parents yet, until there is a lot of work and rearranging done, but gods will I be happy when it happens.
