Unusual

I've never done this before- posted from home. Every single post before this one occurred at work. Initially that's all I wanted it for, I had no desire (I'd almost made it a personal rule) to post outside of work. But tonight I feel like it. Maybe it's because my room is occupied by three sleeping cousins, the rest of my fam is watching tv and I don't want to and I've got nothing else to do. (Since I already browsed my friend Jonathan's art blog, created a livejournal account- which I have an eerie suspicion I may never use based on personal difficulties, and gotten as far as I could with my collaborative online journal which I know I've never mentioned on my blog before... It's still a secret I'm not ready to talk about.)

What the hell is html? I seem to be seeing it everywhere and hearing about it, I guess it's connected to things like posting images but it feels like writing code when I look at the little tab on my new post page that says "edit html".

My back hurts, I'm pretty sure I haven't eaten enough tonight and all I ever really want to do when fam comes to visit is chat around beer and wine or play a few card games. Seems like a lot of movies get watched instead, that's not an experience I get very excited about sharing with people. We see each other once every couple of months and a good deal of it gets spent in front of a tv or movie screen. sigh.

You know what I hate? Repeatedly coming up with new usernames and passwords, my memory sucks so I end up doing variations on a theme and just sort of hope I'm never a target for identity theft. Plus everything bloody creative has already been thought of, so I generally have to come up with something that is a blend of esoteric and weird. Tonight I created the username growlcat. Which was a blend of irritation and the familiar. (It must be an Earl marathon down there, it's been going on for hours it seems.)

I biked something like five miles this morning in the frigid cold and wind. This never would have happened except that my uncle invited me to bike with him while he ran. I really enjoyed it aside from one stretch where I pushed myself too much and I worried I might barf. I also got help on another hill that I couldn't make it all the way up. I had given up and resigned myself to walk the rest of the hill but Ken pushed me up, pretty cool. Sort of reminiscent of being a small child getting on a bike for the first time and getting that supportive push. I really did feel invigorated after the ride, I don't get much exercise. I wish I had someone to do that sort of thing with regularly, I don't get very motivated to on my own. I'm rather complacent. I think I really just wanted to brag about the five miles of biking, I don't get to say I do things like that very often (because I don't). I biked five miles! (with a little help)

Our computer crashed earlier this week and I just realized today that I lost all of my email info. Which is a bummer, that was like a storage space for certain contacts and links, gone. What's worse is I know I only remember some of the things I lost and not all of them. A small boon is I've stopped using the home as a base for checking my email so the more recent emails are only on the internet anyway and weren't effected.