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Things go:
. Work work work work work
. Sleep
. Work work
. Think about my stupid book too much
. Work work work work work
. Bleed money to debt collectors and medical bills
. Sleep
. Work work
My diet has been in the toilet - shit-tons of grains because they're fast and easy, not enough vegetables, not enough protein. So of course my blood sugar's been messed up. It's been just off for a couple weeks now - not crashing out ever, but always just off enough that I feel like I have to eat constantly. It finally crashed yesterday (at work, on the busiest day of the week, but thankfully at a time when I could clock out for my hour break and shove food into my face to fix it) for the first time in several months. Gross. At least last night Kiersten and I finally threw stuff in a crock pot for chicken stew for tonight.
Haven't been to the gym in three weeks. First I was sick for a week and a half, then half a week of busy kerfluffles, then a week of just none of us getting our shit/schedules together enough to go. I'm getting antsy about it - I feel stagnant and weird. Plus I'd rather not bleed the membership fee if I'm not even going.
Other highlights include our housemate (plus sometimes Brian) Pathfinder campaign where we're playing versions of ourselves set in a magical apocalypse, which is pretty sweet. I'm a bard who just dual-classed as an alchemist. Also Jeremy came home - their plan, for reasons beyond their control, will no longer come to fruition, which is a bummer in many ways - but hey, Sara and Jeremy and their daughter aren't moving to the west coast anymore, so I still have friends outside my house to see.
Work is stupid! Work is dumb! That's all I'm going to say about it.
This is why I never update my LJ. My life is boring. Although I did catch my hair on fire two nights ago. That was exciting. My life flashed before my eyes.
. Work work work work work
. Sleep
. Work work
. Think about my stupid book too much
. Work work work work work
. Bleed money to debt collectors and medical bills
. Sleep
. Work work
My diet has been in the toilet - shit-tons of grains because they're fast and easy, not enough vegetables, not enough protein. So of course my blood sugar's been messed up. It's been just off for a couple weeks now - not crashing out ever, but always just off enough that I feel like I have to eat constantly. It finally crashed yesterday (at work, on the busiest day of the week, but thankfully at a time when I could clock out for my hour break and shove food into my face to fix it) for the first time in several months. Gross. At least last night Kiersten and I finally threw stuff in a crock pot for chicken stew for tonight.
Haven't been to the gym in three weeks. First I was sick for a week and a half, then half a week of busy kerfluffles, then a week of just none of us getting our shit/schedules together enough to go. I'm getting antsy about it - I feel stagnant and weird. Plus I'd rather not bleed the membership fee if I'm not even going.
Other highlights include our housemate (plus sometimes Brian) Pathfinder campaign where we're playing versions of ourselves set in a magical apocalypse, which is pretty sweet. I'm a bard who just dual-classed as an alchemist. Also Jeremy came home - their plan, for reasons beyond their control, will no longer come to fruition, which is a bummer in many ways - but hey, Sara and Jeremy and their daughter aren't moving to the west coast anymore, so I still have friends outside my house to see.
Work is stupid! Work is dumb! That's all I'm going to say about it.
This is why I never update my LJ. My life is boring. Although I did catch my hair on fire two nights ago. That was exciting. My life flashed before my eyes.