Out of shear curiosity (this seems to be a reason I do a lot of things) I actually have counted the number of stairs I walk each day. 108 into and out of Granding Station. 81 into and out of University station (I walk the escilators, I'm sure if I was to actually take the stairs they have hidden in the back, the number would be so much higher) and 54 into and out of the building that I work in. So let me grab this fancy calculator I have here... and 243 stairs to work and 243 stairs home (give or take on how the escilators go) which means.... 486 stairs a day. That's disgusting. Don't anybody tell me that I don't get a work out. Remember that I also walk 9 blocks each way in between doing all those stairs.
On to more important news: The fact that I don't have a radio in my new office (or any speakers hooked up to this ancient computer that I'm sitting at) is driving me crazy. It is therefore my mission to acquire a small clockradio this weekend. This is something that I meant to do the entire time I was with the government but never got around to. I just want to listen to Garner in the morning. I miss it. This morning would have featured "Tradio". :( Soon, so very soon. *says she with the peaked taping fingers and a very coniving look on her face*
Okay, on to actually important news: I had my first councilling appointment yesterday. I will have to finish this later. I'm at work after all.
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