Nnng.  I need:
* a good foot massage
* a good back massage
* a nice long sleep

Hitchhiker's Guide is playing at school tonight, but I can't really face the 'getting up and going' idea.  It's okay, I already saw it anyhow.

Why I love my bizarrely complicated scale:

Today, it tells me I gained back 4 pounds.

But it also tells me what I gained is all muscle, not fat.

Booyah. ;)

Dammit.

Why is it so hard to remember to eat? :P  I'm never going to get healthy if I keep forgetting to eat.  Arg.  My muscles will waste away!  I will be nothing but bones wrapped in fat and skin!

Maybe I should start setting some kind of alarm to remind me about lunch.  Hrm.

See, it's not that I don't like exercise.  I actually rather enjoy it.

I don't like sweatI really, really dislike sweating.  A lot.  I know that without it I'd overheat and die, so, y'know, intellectually I'm all for it, but I hate, hate, hate how it feels.  Ugh ( Read more... )

So I fell asleep (there's a shock) but woke up when the doorbell rang with my package delivery. <3  So I staggered down and got it, and then fell back into bed.

Woke up much later, to a truly awesome ("like a hotdog?") thunderstorm, and then I opened the box.  Huzzah!  My ridiculously complicated scale is here! <3 <3 <3 ( Read more... )