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I dreamt that Justin texted me something important, and when I went to message him, saw he'd previously asked me how I was, but I thought that was my message he'd left on Read. I gave him a brief rundown, asked him how he was doing....and he left it on Read. I also messaged Chip, since it had been a while. Ryan is back for a bit and has been dying his hair green, Wendell has gone traveling to see Dongs Around The World. I'm happy for him, however much awkwardness there is under the surface between him and Chip. Tim also texted me, relatively early for him, and even included a Mr. Rogers track. I'm approaching Ho-ness again, however long that road might be. The biggest obstacle, so to speak, is my belly. I don't need to feel "thin enough," because that simply doesn't exist, but if I can get back down around or under 150, I'll be okay.

Someone posted a humorous note about holding plank, and the relative speed of time. I started replying, but given the novels I sometimes write instead of brief commiserations, I ultimately just made a post of my own about Katie McIver's warmup. It was an odd memory echo, particularly seeing folks I used to dance with reacting.

I tried to stay focused at work, especially since I had (Possible? Probable?) Jury Duty on Friday. I was irritated, though not terribly surprised, that the city had reinstated standard parking restrictions, even as the city returned to curfews and the like. I did, at least, remember to call after 5pm, and didn't have Jury Duty, but did still need to call for the next few nights. I'm not even sure how to handle that as far as attendance at work, but whatever.

My wig arrived from Aliexpress, but I didn't have the patience to unwrap it and put it on. Despite not having Jury Duty tomorrow, I smoked as much as I could, and took my meds a little early, just so I could float a bit. I'm aware this is awkward ground, though I don't think Seroquel is addictive, and of course that whole "sleeping med" part could get awkward. Why is Numb so hard to get to?
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Spent some time with Lady Miss Friday in the morning. She actually laid next to my shoulder for a bit. It was magical. Got into work okay, took care of the NOAs for Kathy. I'm behind on claims and working up NOAs, but got everything else done.

My mom's response to my commentlessly posting a factual citation was to lament that I trash everything she does. I thought my reply was the very height of maturity and diplomacy.

Julian didn't get the job, didn't get unemployment, and hasn't heard from EEOC. Korky needed another transfusion, but the vet gave them a break, and the deposit from the fundraiser covered it. I found a gif I'd seen before, of a sable yawning and stretching, and decided to post it. I'm trying to keep a balance between sharing important news and more lighthearted things.

I was going to not eat again, but I started, and ate almost a whole serving of soy curls. I keep thinking about buying a scale.
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Waking in the middle of the night again. I didn't freak out about it, though. Let Lady Miss Friday out for a bit, played some video games....a few days back my fear of home invasion came back, and I snagged a Teddy Knife. Thanks to sleeping pills and Lady Miss Friday snoring peacefully next to me, I managed to get back to sleep before work. I was tired, but not as exhausted as I was yesterday.

I got a call from Scripps in the morning, screening me for symptoms and such, but...I already filled out all of those questions online. I thought about cancelling both the COVID test and the procedure, but my doc and everyone else would be upset with me.

Again, I got all my NOAs done, files ordered, mail processed, etc, but I'm just keeping afloat on the 4 digits of claims. I saw a post making fun of someone asking for more Broadway shows to be available online. Calling her Karen, Entitled, etc. In responding (no fangs), I noted that there are lots of business models to make it happen (sorry, Mariah, no need to get down on your knees and pray to the Lorde), though people kept jumping to say, Hamilton as to how much it would cost to make a show available. Hamilton, of course, set records due to its popularity and is kind of like saying indie theatres are not feasible because they can't spend as much to get Star Wars. Desperate to win, they tried to say that the streaming network would get the money, not the show. Y'know, like every broadcast ever.

I ate lunch, but not dinner. Beat off a few times, but didn't tape any of them. I almost missed my hearing, but called back just before she closed my case. It...did not go as planned. She seemed much more focused on my prior drug use than say, my safety driving and the fact that I'm not epileptic. She's mailing me a form to give to my doc, and the three month mark is next week.

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Mar. 25th, 2006 01:55 pm
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Wow. So...I have time..and stuff. Weird. The diet went well, then not so well, then not so well, and now is going alright. We'll see where things are come August. Had an audition for Elite scholarship at APA last week, and I got it. This is swell, except that there doesn't seem to be any actual difference between regular scholarship and the Leather Bound, Diamond Encrusted, Platinum Edition Scholarship. Some people are worried that regular scholarship is going to disappear, so I guess it's good that I got on, but it's just weird. It's a very awkward time to be at the studio. It's also an awkward time to be at work, but that's a whole other drama, which doesn't bother me nearly as much as it should. Clearly it's just an awkward time in my life, which means that I am clearly an adolescent, which is clearly excellent. I guess that's it for now.

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The exercise portion of my planamagig is going well-ish. I say "well-ish", not just because it sounds like "relish", but also because I seem to be getting that inflated look that some guys have. I have a theory about this, but we'll get to that in Part 2: Diet, or lack thereof. I'm now doing 8 sets per day, because I forgot my original goal on day 2 (that would be the day after I made the goal to begin with. Shut up.) and 8 sounded like a nice even number. Weekend workouts are surprisingly easy to get motivated for, when your wonderful, i-tune downloading husband buys "Very" by Moby for you. Granted, he might not want to listen to it 8 times a day, but he wasn't using his sanity anyway. If you don't know the song, come take the 7pm Wednesday Jazz class with me at Academy of Performing Arts (www.apastudios.com). It's awesome. Even better are the morning swims with the Bunny, which I could not, for several reasons, complete alone. Even better than that is that we've expanded into weekend swims, so we can swim for longer.
Part 2: Diet- In which I fail at even the seemingly simple goal of "Don't Eat Everything in Sight". I think this is why I'm getting that puffed look. I'm building muscle, which adds mass, and eating everything, which adds fat on top of the muscle. Building muscle helps your RMR, and aerobic exercise burns calories, but exercise, like Velma Kelly, simply cannot do it alone, especially if you're going for a svelte look. I try to eat regular amounts, regularly, but I always misjudge. Either my amount or my timing gets off, and then the next time I eat, it ain't pretty. Doesn't help that I don't know what the right amount is, for a single meal, or a daily basis. I've heard everywhere from 1,400 to 3,000 for dancin' boys. Further, if I start counting, 1,000 sounds like a lot. Maybe my goal for the week should just be to not gorge? I don't know what the right amount to eat is, but I definitely know when I'm in the middle of gorging. So, maybe the goal should be to not gorge, or if I do start to before I'm aware of it, to stop. Okay, that's it.
In other news, I have found myself with a weird "going back in time" sensation. I don't want to get too specific, largely because I don't really understand it, but for the past 2 weeks or so, I've been having feelings I haven't had in a long while, and not good ones. I think it's been at least a year, but I have no concept of time or space, so I might have had all of these last week for all I know. OooooOOOOooo. Mysterious.

Leaving today's post with good news, I now sit with correct posture, thanks to a presentation by exercise specialist Ryan Halvorson (www.thebiomechanics.com).

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This is a really long post… )
On a final note, this is possibly my favorite picture ever: Image hosting by Photobucket

Well, my favorite picture that's not of a mostly naked male, anyway.


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