Jan 12, 2011 20:51
Sometimes, make some rather poor choices. Now was, indeed, one of those times. My eyes feel heavy with regret. I am rather tired, rather early. It may also be because I've eaten piss poorly and had to deal with moving a refrigerator. Times are strange.
Like I tweeted earlier, just enough activity to keep me sane. Speaking of activity to keep me sane, I still have a few hoops to jump through for the emergency teaching credential so I can substitute. In addition to this, I have received positive responses from the important emails I crafted to school principals yesterday.
Life, it seems, is finally going well. Who'd of thought that doing things in a timely manner really worked? And who'd finally implement them, once he lost enough weight and got some of his most aggressive demons in check?
In sum: weight loss surgery has been a powerfully potent tool in helping to get my affairs in order.
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