||[May. 19th, 2006|09:30 pm]
Ah, to truly work again... I don't mean just moving, but feeling actively useful. Leaving work knowing that I did good that day. It feels fantastic. |
I have a lot of different observations and thoughts about it ('it' being work, as well as McDonalds vs Hardee's) but to assemble them into something even slightly coherent is going to take more mental energy than I'm capable of right now. I'm fully capable of spending hours on it when I'm exhausted, but I need to get to bed at a decent hour tonight.
My feet definitely hurt, though. One of my first purchases will have to be a good pair of shoes. They have to be slip-resistant and black, and I'm thinking orthopedic wouldn't be amiss.
Kung fu study hall felt weird last night. I was sleep-deprived and exhausted from work, so that's more than likely the reason. I did have fun, though, and I did learn something: Barefoot kung fu is cool only when the situation allows for it.
Last week, I stepped onto a bitty piece of glass. I didn't consider it that big a deal, since I washed it fairly soon afterward, and it closed up fast. Granted, I do have a crazy tolerance for pain that's probably come from kung fu ..and hurting myself alot at Hardee's.
Last night, there was no glass to be concerned with (thank you Luke, for sweeping), but someone did stomp on my toe accidentally. The immediate pain was pretty bad, but it got better. I was worried that it would worsen when I got to work (on my feet for ten hours), but sleep seemed to have healed it.
At least until someone stepped on it again. That woke its ass up.