Sentences with phrase «again after reading your blog»

I am going to switch my strength workout back to pilates videos again after reading your blog.

Not exact matches

Again, I'm sure many people out there reading that are like «boo freaking hoo I get up at 5 and then walk uphill both ways to work every morning», and to you I say congratulations, I'm really looking forward to joining you upon my impending graduation but until then just let me complain from my place of privilege, this is my blog after all!

After naming this blog post / story my «favorite» in your book giveaway contest, I had to come back and read it again.

After reading many comments and several blogs about this, I clicked over to the Orgasmic Birth web site, where I watched the trailer (again).

After reading this blog and the studies linked here, I will NEVER risk my child's life at homebirth again.

I've been trying to stay away from temptations but after reading your blog I want it again haha!

I am back after a long trip, now I can read blogs again, and comment:) I loved your shoes and outfit, I think you look very beautiful!

I've been stalking this bag ever since I first saw it on the blog... after reading your comment this morning I went to the web site again to check it out and it's ON SALE!!

I have them bookmarked and read every now and then because starting a blog again after a long pause threw me few steps back.

After dinner I started to work on my blog and happened to read that email again.

I don't think you guys would have wanted to read this blog again after that, or maybe you would've wanted to read more, regardless, I'm doing well and you'll never see that video.

It's been a while since I've been engaged in commenting on news stories, but I felt compelled to do so again after I read this, since I literally just addressed ebook - only stores closing in a blog post today.

After reading this blog, I would like to demand more articles again and again.

After the post yesterday about the upcoming changes to the blog (you can click here or type in http://wp.me/p2b82w-453 into your web browser in case you missed it or want to read it again), I've receive a lot of positive feedback from people — wow!

After reading the blog again, it's looks like it's there under «Floating Cloud God: Saves The Pilgrims in HD».

I've done this a few times before, and even after reading an article on why most artist's blogs fail, I've decided to try again.

You may not think it's important to get renters insurance, but you might think again after you read a few of the following excerpts from letters sent in to a renters insurance blog by people with and without coverage to a blog.

I follow her blog and I loved seeing this kitchen the first time around when she posted it, and probably love it even more after seeing the photos again and reading your descriptions!

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.