Radio Repeat Radio

We have these really old-school phones at work... Toshiba something or another. You can turn the radio on and listen to it while you're not using the phone. Comes out of the speakerphone area. Pretty cool.

It's programmed to Bob FM. Not a bad station. Pretty wide variety... Chumbawumba's "Tubthumping" to Toni Basil's "Oh, Mickey" to Carrie Underwood's "Before He Cheats" to The Clash's "Should I Stay or Should I Go?" I like the variety... it mixes the day up a bit. And on days like, say, yesterday, when I'm annoyed to high hell and back, something like Bohemian Rhapsody comes on, and I just can't be in a bad mood!

Lately though, I'm noticing that... though the variety is good... the station seems to be on some kind of loop. I'll hear a song that I KNOW I just heard a few days ago.

Not that that's a bad thing - just makes me curious: how are song lists for radio stations picked, besides the occasional call-in request? Do people really want to hear the same song, over and over again? Am I over-analyzing this?

I'm picking up Chinese food on the way home for dinner. YEEEEEHAAAAW!!!!

Then we'll play with the kids... bath time... and cutting coupons while waiting for MTV's "The Challenge" to come on (and wanting to shoot myself for staying up to watch it when I'm trying to drag my ass out of bed in the morning to get on the eliptical). I know, you're jealous. What can I say? I live life on the edge.

ALWAYS and SOMETIMES

I always say I'm going to sit down and write... rarely do.
I always say I need more down-time... don't make it possible.
Sometimes I wonder if life will ever calm down... it doesn't.

That's about that.

I need to register for classes this fall, but I keep having flashbacks to taking two online classes this past spring, and working full-time, and trying to keep up with kids/house stuff, and how I wanted to gouge my eyeballs out on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Hmm. How to get through school with my sanity in tact? I've still got a long ways to go...

I also need to start running/biking again. Seems like I pretty much quit after the half-marathon in May. It was just natural, "I'm sore, I'll pick back up again in a week or two." Almost three months later - nothing... not even a zumba class. Grr. Where has my motivation gone?

Probably to visit my sleep. That means it's unlikely I'll see it anytime soon.