Bloody neighbour...
On Friday I spent the first half of the day in the office all by myself, feeling good at the end of it because I had done all the tasks DC had asked me to do. I left just after noon and caught the bus out to the jails, where I would meet DC to see the client.
Ross was also there. I can't believe how happy he always is, and he always has that monster giggle/laugh that he does. I remember when I used to see him in court, before I knew him, I was slightly jealous of him, not really sure why. But he's such a nice guy it's hard to dislike him.
I had expected another rubbish conference, but we found out something really, really interesting. I'm reluctant to say what it is, but I'll say this: it can be very, very interesting when you use the evidence to put together someone's life. You may discover things that no one but the person knew about. I wonder what evidence would reveal about my life.
After the conference DC dropped me off in the city where I delivered a folder to GS, and then I went to the MRI clinic to change my appointment. I just didn't think going at 9am on Tuesday would be seen as a very good move work wise, so I changed it to Wednesday 5pm.
I went home, got changed and went to the gym. I came back home and then spent the rest of the night watching Game 5 of Cleveland-Orlando. I knew they'd win the bloody game, should've put money on it.
On Saturday, I broke my drought and went to the casino. My neighbour above was having a new floor installed, and the impact of all the works was practically bringing my room down. So much rubble and rubbush fell down in my room and on my bed, it wasn't funny. I spoke to the renovating guy but he couldn't do much, and the owner wasn't at home. It's looking really dangerous, as if the roof is about to fall on my head.
Anyway, because of that, and, as ironic and stupid as it seems, I needed money. On my first bet, I bet on red and the middle column, and got 32. I won $75. Although I was tempted to bet one more time to round it off to $100, I had been too traumatised in the past to do so.
So I held my chips and went to watch the fourth quarter of the Denver-LA game. Can't believe Denver played with such lackluster effort in an elimination game. Like the commentator said, it was so unfortunate to lose like that. If you lose knowing that you gave it your all, then fine, but I don't think you could have a peaceful offseason with feelings of regret.
After that I went to a bank and tried to use their machine to deposit the money I had with me. I thought it was one of those at Parra, but I realised after I had put in $200 that it wasn't. What you needed to do was put it in an envelope first, not just the cash. So I called up and the whole process took about half an hour. As I stood there waiting for a call back, I thought to myself, "these are the quirky and stupid adventures I get up to".
They called me back and asked me to call the branch up on Monday morning. Ah god I'm stupid.
I spent the rest of the day pondering whether I should go watch State of Play or not. G told me on MSN that they were planning to go watch Angels and Demons, and asked if I wanted to go. Lucky I communicated with him, because it would've been awkward if I bumped into them at the cinemas.
I was bored, so I decided to change the light bulb in the garage. I don't think it's ever been changed. I had to walk onto the top of my car, and I was a little surprising at how soft the bonnet and the roof was, sometimes 'popping' inwards if I stepped on a vulnerable spot. Not sure if cars are made for people to stand on them though. Anyway, I managed to change the light bulb but the light doesn't seem to work. Grrr.
Today I watched on as the Cavs gave the same Nuggets type of lackluster effort in their elimination game. I was pretty sure Orlando would win, but I wasn't expecting the Cavs to play like that. West and Williams played alright, but Lebron really didn't step up when he needed to. What's all this crap about getting your team mates involved? When you're down, you have to play like the superstar, because you get paid like one.
After that I went to the gym. Seems like it's really empty on Sunday afternoons. I did sit ups for the first time since my injury, because I can't bend my knee enough. I got cramps at the end of it which was good, because it meant something worked.
I came home and spent the rest of the day cleaning up, because we're having people come on Tuesday to fix up my room and the lounge, so I had to empty everything out to make moving the furniture easier.
That neighbour still hasn't contacted us despite me leaving my number with the worker. That is really really rude. Do people think they can just ignore problems and it will go away?
Oh, also, this is one more thing to add to my list of bad things happening in 2009.
Knee
My knee is feeling a lot better. I think it was yesterday that I found out I could slowly jog across the road without any pain. However, I still cannot bend it enough to cut my own toenails.
Ross was also there. I can't believe how happy he always is, and he always has that monster giggle/laugh that he does. I remember when I used to see him in court, before I knew him, I was slightly jealous of him, not really sure why. But he's such a nice guy it's hard to dislike him.
I had expected another rubbish conference, but we found out something really, really interesting. I'm reluctant to say what it is, but I'll say this: it can be very, very interesting when you use the evidence to put together someone's life. You may discover things that no one but the person knew about. I wonder what evidence would reveal about my life.
After the conference DC dropped me off in the city where I delivered a folder to GS, and then I went to the MRI clinic to change my appointment. I just didn't think going at 9am on Tuesday would be seen as a very good move work wise, so I changed it to Wednesday 5pm.
I went home, got changed and went to the gym. I came back home and then spent the rest of the night watching Game 5 of Cleveland-Orlando. I knew they'd win the bloody game, should've put money on it.
On Saturday, I broke my drought and went to the casino. My neighbour above was having a new floor installed, and the impact of all the works was practically bringing my room down. So much rubble and rubbush fell down in my room and on my bed, it wasn't funny. I spoke to the renovating guy but he couldn't do much, and the owner wasn't at home. It's looking really dangerous, as if the roof is about to fall on my head.
Anyway, because of that, and, as ironic and stupid as it seems, I needed money. On my first bet, I bet on red and the middle column, and got 32. I won $75. Although I was tempted to bet one more time to round it off to $100, I had been too traumatised in the past to do so.
So I held my chips and went to watch the fourth quarter of the Denver-LA game. Can't believe Denver played with such lackluster effort in an elimination game. Like the commentator said, it was so unfortunate to lose like that. If you lose knowing that you gave it your all, then fine, but I don't think you could have a peaceful offseason with feelings of regret.
After that I went to a bank and tried to use their machine to deposit the money I had with me. I thought it was one of those at Parra, but I realised after I had put in $200 that it wasn't. What you needed to do was put it in an envelope first, not just the cash. So I called up and the whole process took about half an hour. As I stood there waiting for a call back, I thought to myself, "these are the quirky and stupid adventures I get up to".
They called me back and asked me to call the branch up on Monday morning. Ah god I'm stupid.
I spent the rest of the day pondering whether I should go watch State of Play or not. G told me on MSN that they were planning to go watch Angels and Demons, and asked if I wanted to go. Lucky I communicated with him, because it would've been awkward if I bumped into them at the cinemas.
I was bored, so I decided to change the light bulb in the garage. I don't think it's ever been changed. I had to walk onto the top of my car, and I was a little surprising at how soft the bonnet and the roof was, sometimes 'popping' inwards if I stepped on a vulnerable spot. Not sure if cars are made for people to stand on them though. Anyway, I managed to change the light bulb but the light doesn't seem to work. Grrr.
Today I watched on as the Cavs gave the same Nuggets type of lackluster effort in their elimination game. I was pretty sure Orlando would win, but I wasn't expecting the Cavs to play like that. West and Williams played alright, but Lebron really didn't step up when he needed to. What's all this crap about getting your team mates involved? When you're down, you have to play like the superstar, because you get paid like one.
After that I went to the gym. Seems like it's really empty on Sunday afternoons. I did sit ups for the first time since my injury, because I can't bend my knee enough. I got cramps at the end of it which was good, because it meant something worked.
I came home and spent the rest of the day cleaning up, because we're having people come on Tuesday to fix up my room and the lounge, so I had to empty everything out to make moving the furniture easier.
That neighbour still hasn't contacted us despite me leaving my number with the worker. That is really really rude. Do people think they can just ignore problems and it will go away?
Oh, also, this is one more thing to add to my list of bad things happening in 2009.
Knee
My knee is feeling a lot better. I think it was yesterday that I found out I could slowly jog across the road without any pain. However, I still cannot bend it enough to cut my own toenails.
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