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endurance

This evening, my adventures in partially olympic inspired swimming continued -- this time with much less exhaustion, but still with the unshakable smell of chlorine. At this point, it's probably more of an olfactory hallucination than reality.

I picked up some dinner on the way home, arriving at the grocery store a few minutes before they closed, and ate later than I'd prefer had I not been too hungry to just skip eating. But, luckily there were Olympic games to marginally keep me occupied. I watched for a while, but have no recollection about what happened. Other than Marion Jones qualifying and a Greek person winning an event. Ed Gillespie was on the Daily Show.

The major reason that I stopped paying attention to the olympics was that I read evan's post about a (really excellent) paragraph toward the end of Infinite Jest that compelled me to re-read1 some of the final Hal sections (out of sequence) until I decided that it might be better to eventually go to sleep rather than being awake for the entire MSNBC triathalon coverage. Presently, people are biking. My level of obsession does not include overnight watching. And, like I mentioned, I wasn't really watching anyway. [ it's a half hour later -- still awake. I just checked and, yes. they are now in the final miles of the cycling portion, if this is actually live. I can't believe that people have the endurance to watch, let alone compete. ]

Earlier, at "work" I had some meetings and re-purposed some of my previously written statistical "programs" to make new tables for a sort-of new project. Unfortunately, the results are less than compelling and I'm not sure what the implications of this uneventful analysis will mean to my future workload.

I am giving serious consideration to closing my bedroom window.

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(1) it is worth noting that the experience of re-reading with handy access to an online edition of the Oxford English Dictionary is rather rewarding.

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