My weekend was pretty good--Friday night I went to see the Richard Alston Dance company on my own, Saturday I had the morning and early afternoon to myself, in the evening I went to dinner with Jeff at his Mom and Al's place, and at night I attended
pixiechic's birthday. Sunday I woke up late, had some sweet lovin', then went and saw Ladysmith Black
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You can think of it as an interesting social experiment.
And you know... sometimes being a crankypants is part of life. Diet, no diet. Work stress, no work stress. Relationship, no relationship. We all get like that sometimes. Food won't necessarially help that crankiness... it sure seems like it does at first, but in the end overeating always leaves me more cranky at myself rather than cranky at the world in general. And that feels less good... there's something satisfying about being cranky at something outside yourself.
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