Sunday four

1. I know my blog has kind of sucked lately. I think last week was one of my least active blogging weeks ever, and I still couldn't write any good posts. Oh well. I'm working really hard on other things right now.

2. Yesterday my trips-to-the-gym streak ended at 23 straight days. I worked from 8-5 waiting tables, then headed up to White Marsh, and actually circled around the parking lot before realizing that I was sore, tired, and miserable, and then proceeded to do nothing all night except watch movies and surf the Internet. I did some push-ups. That was it.

3. The "feeling sore, tired, and miserable" thing could have come from working 80 hours this week, but it also could have come from going out for a riotous night of drinking on Friday night in Fell's Point. We're talking several hours at Ale Mary's, a trip to Max's (which I only like when it's not crowded), and a shot called "chocolate cake" at Bertha's Mussels, which I love because when you walk in you feel like you're in the band.

4. I'm watching the Super Bowl tonight because it's the thing I'm supposed to do, not because there's any sort of strong desire on my part to do so. It's really just a signal that spring training is a couple of weeks away from starting.