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Did I ever mention yet that I work on the 14th floor? Don’t remember if I did. Well, just the other day we had a fire alarm (don’t think they ever actually found a reason), and policy is to always use the stairs if there is an alarm because you obviously don’t want to be caught in an elevator if there is a fire. Well, this obviously means I had to scramble my fat pasty but down 14 flights of stairs. I didn’t really think much of it at the time because, hey, I was going *down* stairs right? Wrong! While it didn’t bother me whatsoever initially going down stairs, let me tell you that sort of activity utilizes a whole different sort of muscle than you are used to using during the normal course of the day, or at least different muscles than *I* am used to using. Now this whole walking multi-blocks thing is new to me to begin with, and add to it the stairmaster thing and you have the exact recipe to cripple your average fat guy. Man oh man are my legs hurting me, and this is some two days later!

I was planning on hooking some more of my computer equipment up tonight with my few minutes of free time, however, that is going to require me to crawl around under my desk and I don’t have a life-alert to press if I get stuck. Well, that and it’s going to thunderstorm and piss with the power too (I just know it). Still, I hope to have some more of my gear going by tomorrow sometime and then things can get that much closer to *my* normal 😉