Archive for the ‘Preventable Failure’ Category

Self Control

Thursday, May 6th, 2010

In addition to my new routine of 3 beers on a Wednesday at Von Trier I also tacked on some tequila and whiskey last night and ended up falling asleep on the couch. I woke up at 4:30 and finally went to bed, only to wake up 2 and a half hours later. That’ll be more fun than I’ll have this weekend since I have quite a bit to actually do.

Nice Day

Wednesday, May 5th, 2010

It was raining a bit this morning so I took the bus instead of biking. BIG MISTAKE. It stopped raining as soon as I picked up the bus and it’s been an awesome day ever since.

Faaaaaaaaaaaaaat

Monday, April 19th, 2010

A bacon cheeseburger with fries and a beer followed by chocolate waffles and ice cream is not exactly sticking to the diet. Also, I still drank a total of 9 drinks last week despite trying to cut back on booze. Looks like I’ll need to bike extra hard to  and from work this week.

Simple Math

Thursday, April 15th, 2010

Mostly salad diet + 3 strong German beers + 1 Irish whiskey + late night chips and salsa = less than happy stomach the next day

Locked Out

Monday, April 12th, 2010

I took the bike to work today with my change of clothes in my backpack and was all excited to use my  new locker at work. Well, as you might have guessed, I didn’t have my locker combo memorized nor did I write it down anywhere so I had to go to my desk wearing my bike gear, find the small slip of paper where I have the combo, and then go back upstairs to change. Mini fail.

Eeeew

Thursday, April 8th, 2010

So, I’ll try to make this long story short. Yesterday looked like it was going to be a nice day so I took my bike into work. A few hours into the day it proceeded to rain heavily and constantly so I knew biking home in dress clothes was not an option. Unfortunately, Mr. NoJacketAndNoUmbrella here got completely soaked waiting for the bus anyway. Meanwhile, my poor bike and bike helmet sat locked up in the parking lot getting soaked and pooped on by the resident seagulls. It looks dreary but dry today, so perhaps I’ll finally get to bring the bike home.

Oh, right…

Sunday, April 4th, 2010

I just took the bike out to get some extra groceries and Easter candy. The grocery store didn’t have any candy worth buying so I decided to stop at Walgreens on the way back home. I totally forgot that the grocery store I was at shares a parking lot with a Walgreens so I hopped on the bike and took off, went one block, then made a u-turn and parked the bike right where I just took off from. Stupid.

Cheerio-noooooo

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

My baggy of cheerios which has served as my pathetic breakfast for the last four weeks just spilled all over my backpack. Once I discovered this I went to fill my water bottle and managed to spill that all over my dress pants. This comes only a bit after I said to myself “I really should just wake up 15 minutes earlier to eat a better breakfast at home.”

Hot Caramel

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

I decided to make myself some bananas foster french toast and bacon yesterday morning for a nice lazy Sunday brunch. I cooked the bacon on the back burner, the french toast on the electric griddle, and put a small sauce pot on the front burner for the caramelized bananas. As the bacon finished and began to burn I moved it off of the burner and then went to add brown sugar to the melting butter in the sauce pan. In a brief moment of sheer stupidity I actually plopped the plastic bag containing a full pound of brown sugar on the hot burner where I just had cooked my bacon. I realized my mistake before I even fully set the bag down but the damage was done. The bottom of the bag instantly melted, pouring a pound of brown sugar onto a 10-inch wide hot surface. The smell of burning plastic and sugar was awfully but the cleanup was surprisingly easy. I would have taken pictures, but time was of the essence as I hustled to salvage most of the sugar.

Maybe I was still a wee bit too tired to be cooking. Maybe I’m just dumb.

But I won, right?

Friday, February 19th, 2010

So, last week our office held a Wii Tennis single-elimination tournament. I decided that I had a good shot at this so I would spend the weekend before training at home. I was doing so-so, but as Saturday wore on I started playing like absolute crap. In a moment of pure juvenile rage I kicked the couch and instantly regretted it. Ok, so it was more of a stomp onto the arm rest, and I apparently completely missed the cushy part of it. The corner of the wooden frame beneath the cushions dug so hard into my heel I couldn’t walk straight for another 3 days. That kind of a hobble really sucks when one must walk about 20 blocks a day, but hey, the practice paid off and I won the tournament!