Hey, I'm Not A Bitch!

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Monday - Strangely neither hungover, nor posessed of the usual sleepy Monday lackadaisy, which was good because we got inundated with mail. We took it all out though, so I was pleased. Stopped to get fuel and oatmeal after work, then relaxed at home until Ken got there. We started looking at individual health insurance for me, since I can't get onto his plan until December. We were just going through the application process, but stopped at the point where they asked for payment info. After that, Ken went off to the League of Champions poker game down at Flick's...I ate a bunch of oatmeal, felt guilty about it, held plank (this time to the extended remix of "Mercy" by Duffy), and then went down to the gym. I had hoped to work out for at least 45 min, but could only make it through my regular 30. 541 calories, which isn't bad, but I had hoped for more. Got home, showered, waited for Ken. He called me, tipsy, from the Ralph's parking lot, where he was avoiding a cop. He got home, tipsy, and talked about the night, and about how I shouldn't be upset for picking up where I left off from the gym, since I haven't been going regularly in months. Didn't sleep well, on account of my sinuses, but I was ALL OVER sleeping under him.

Tuesday - Posted about a gay brain study on the PPK, and watched the thing blow up. I was also a major poster, but some people were saying stupid things, and I had to correct them. Some people also said a lot of intelligent things, so I was pleased. Didn't do much at work, even though I hung around and extra 2 hours or so. I had the shoot at 5, but nothing else to do until then. Got to the shoot only to find that my sketch had been pushed back to second. Strangely non-plussed by that....also strangely non-plussed that we didn't get to start shooting the sketch I was in until a little after 8. I ate a couple of the Joe-Joe's that were brought, but for the most part was happy to let Tony gorge on them. I wasn't really hungry when I got home, but I hadn't eaten since breakfast, so I had a little TVP with leftover salsa, seasonings, and a packet of splenda....followed by another big bowl of the stuff, but using marinara instead....followed by three bowls of oatmedough. I have a problem. I waited for a while, figuring Ken would be home around 10:30 or so, but he wasn't, so I beat off in the bathroom and went to bed. I hit the other side of the sink! My cum still looks like dirty tapioca, but whatever. Laid down, and eventually fell asleep around 11:30. Ken got home around 12 - he had an AWESOME time at the concert, and wanted to tell me all about it, but I just wanted to sleep. We snuggled as best we could, but it was really warm. Sinuses...