See, okay, seriously? Disjointed, maybe, but here's the original paragraph:
I went to the gym yesterday, and actually feel better for it today. My knees want to foment an armed rebellion, though. I've been reading Feynman's Rainbow on the treadmill; it's a good read (tisana, I thought of you during the last chapter I read yesterday, about a grad student and a professor trying to food on a weekend and ending up mooching off of the buffet at an on-campus wedding: "Are you on the bride's side or the groom's side?" "Neither. We represent the physics department."), and the text is large enough that I don't have trouble following it while I'm walking. I need to get a pair of earplugs (well, another pair; I already have one, but I like to keep it with my drums so that it's always handy and I don't have to go hunting and run the risk of getting distracted before I can play) and a visor, though, to eliminate distractions (I wish I could find more good books on CD. I don't like buying books on CD, because I'm less likely to listen to them more than once than I am to read a physical book more than once. But my library's selection is limited at best). These distractions are, specifically, the TV screens that are lined up in a row in front of the cardiovascular machines (treadmill, stationary bike, elliptical, &c.). Something flashes and catches my eye, and it takes me a good 30 or 40 seconds to get back into the book.
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Date: 2004-09-14 07:44 pm (UTC)Seriously.
This is why I use footnotes.