Tired. Overworked. Sore. Lonely. Poor. Stressed. Impatient.

I had a dream last night that we were being robbed. Turns out - we were! No wonder the dog wouldn't stay in bed.

They got into the garage. I don't know what they took other than Johann's snowboard...have to wait for him to get home and take inventory.

Damnit.

I'm trying to win a contest for my business. It's called WE Mastermind and if I win, Write Ahead will get a $5k business package to develop its online editing component. The exposure the business will get from this is massive and it would mean so, so much for me to succeed here ( Read more... )

Fuck, I am so sick of having this giant roll of fat attached to my stomach. I can lift it up off my body and when I do, I can breathe so much easier. I wish it would go away. I eat well, I exercise like crazy, and it just sits there taunting me. I am doomed to three hours of daily cardio and a diet of broccoli and unseasoned chicken breasts ( Read more... )

I can't shake this sickening feeling, so maybe if I write about it, it will go away ( Read more... )

Well, I went and bought the P90X off craigslist, and went at 'er. I'm on day 8 ( Read more... )

I have put off all my clients until Tuesday. I should do this every weekend. It's very relaxing, you know, to take a day off work ( Read more... )

Yeah, I'm pretty fat again. All the Jeff stuff and the stress of work and well, the Canucks playoffs too, and I have been eating badly and exercising inadequately ( Read more... )

Not enough people can see how awesome Johann is, even if he is intense and opinionated and acts like he's not listening, he is usually listening. And he is a lot more caring and sensitive than most people realize.

I love him so much. Our relationship is not perfect but when he puts his arms around me I feel like nothing can ever hurt me.

Forcing me to listen to you screwing your girl of the month is not the most appropriate way to thank me for taking care of your dog all weekend.