Sex!

SEEEEEEEEEEEX.

That's all.*

(Okay, I guess what I'm really saying is, I am blissfully thankful for Sam, and we have incredible fun. He is very, very, good to me.)

In health news: I've gained 3+ lbs of muscle (I'm totally cool with being chubby as long as I'm fit), my clothes are fitting better, and the other day I was on the treadmill for 55 minutes, running far more than walking (I probably ran for ~40 of those minutes!). Proud of myself.

In Sam news: <3 ( Read more... )

I have been manic. It's awful and stressful and makes me feel sometimes like I'm an inescapable swirling rebounding vortex folding in upon itself. Between despair and self-awareness, I can't tell what's worse: feeling like absolute shit, worrying that I'm not dealing with any of this well because I feel so out of control (and am bringing Sam down ( Read more... )

So Rowman and Littlefield called me about an interview but my phone had died and I've left them two messages since (this was last Wednesday) and they haven't gotten back to me again. The interview days had been Thursday and today, so I'm really sad about that ( Read more... )

Life has been really rough. It's a lot of shit that doesn't directly or immediately involve me (but involves me, willingly or not, nonetheless) and that I can't help, and I think it's more such shit than I've ever gone through ( Read more... )

Yesterday was my brother's wedding/baby/going-away shower/party ( Read more... )

Housesitting again, this time in Takoma Park ( Read more... )

Cathartic night ( Read more... )

Haven't been feeling my best. Been finding it difficult to stay up. It just doesn't stick. I'm exhausted; I think I've slept and then an alarm goes off and I feel as if I was already awake, always awake, restless. In bad dreams, people are angry at me and I can't shake it for hours. I go to sleep lonely and wake up momentarily better just to have ( Read more... )

Sam Cooper, you are perfect.