small shames

i'm embarrassed to admit that i couldn't get my ass into gear in time for the jiu-jitsu exam and training last night. i was so tired that it felt like i was doing everything underwater. at least i took the opportunity to sort out some papers... and i woke up this morning feeling like i still haven't recovered from wednesday's muay thai class. i'm still sore!

---i had a doctor's appointment yesterday afternoon that i've been holding a referral for for half a year now. on the way there i stepped into the metro a little concerned about my ipod / headphones because they were crackling, then realized that the jack was only half-in and i was sharing bon jovi - lay your hands on me through the ipod's tinny speaker. of all the songs on my playlist! how embarrassing :$

the doctor gave me a script for some meds, and his scrawl was so bad that the pharmacist eventually gave up and told me she'd have to call them and get back to me. it's not an ailment i'm particularly comfortable talking about so having a cute pharmacist asking after it kinda sucked.

the temperature has dropped sharply in recent days and my forgetting the shopping bags when i went to the pharmacy earned me an extra trips in the cold. at least i'm remembering my gloves and tuque now :P

when i got home i discovered an option to increase my internet usage limit for the same price as a cup of coffee, so i did that and proceeded to spend the evening watching fights on netflix. i went to bed early in the hope that i'd be ready for the gym in the morning (i wasn't), then woke up to learn that the internet usage limit increase only takes effect after 24 hours and the excess would cost me $20. shit! i would have spent the evening reading a book if i'd known... i got online with a bell representative and after explaining what had happened she credited my account, which is quite a relief.

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i just put so much fruit in my protein shake that i ended up with three large glasses, i guess that'll do for lunch. now i'm heading off to the clinic to try and arrange blood tests, hypochondriac me is beginning to fret about the amount of iron in my system.