One of my regular blog readers who lives in my building e-mailed the following:
FYI, I popped in the new convenience mart at the
corner of Second and Madison across from our parking
garage today after work. I asked a kid working there
about the hours. The family that runs it appears to
be foreign-born — Lebanese maybe. Anyway, the kid
said that they would be open 7 am to 1 am on weekdays
and would be open on weekends, too, until 4 (am or
pm?). I had noticed several weeks ago that they
applied for a beer permit, but I didn’t check to see
if they have beer in stock.
I hope they have Mountain Dew in 20-ounce and 32-ounce bottles.
Ow. My leg. I had to leave work at 2:30 this afternoon because sitting in the office chair was just killing me. I watched my DVRed copy of The Apprentice’s episode last night while standing up through the whole thing. My leg is tolerable if I stand and move, but if I sit and/or stand and/or sleep in the same position for long periods of time, it’s over. I discovered that if I take my pants off and rub ice on my leg for a few minutes, I feel much better, but I don’t know if that’s acceptable behavior at work.
I did manage to limp down to the Saucer to watch the first half of the national championship game, then watched the second half with friends at Barton Flats.
My favorite blogger/MILF bought a yellow tube dress this weekend. “Do tube dresses count?” she asked. Yes, as long as there are no straps, tube dresses are acceptable.
Ow. My leg. It’s time for me to go to bed, and lying in one position for 8 hours is going to kill me. It’s just about guaranteed I’ll be late to work in the morning, seeing as how activities like getting in the car now take minutes rather than seconds. Hopefully it’ll heal up soon.