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2004-09-16 - 6:06 p.m.

the fates conspire against me


I was doing to well for a few minutes there... almost a few hours as I recall... I finally got back to the gym this morning, pant, pant... after fifty minutes of proving I was crazy on the step cycle machine with naught but a severe lack of inspiration walking on the treadmill and a flabby young thing who figured ten minutes on the stationaty bike qualified as a workout, I accepted the slippage (which was not nearly back to last year, but definitely recognizable slippage) and resolved to consider doing the gym thing every day again... you can read the whiney notes over in the workout log (just scroll down to today, but remember, I do whine more there than I do anywhere else... I think)...

amused as I am with my stupidity (ouch, harsh I be), it was a good thing I did this morning, even though I got home and cooked up some soup and pasta instead of some veggees and salad, since the scale told me I gained back the weight I lost in the first six months of this year wiggly woogly oggaly doogaly do (or some such wonkariffic {yes, it's another new word... and yes, maybe you did miss it the first time... or not} nonsense)...

see what two hurricanes can do?...

but I was still taking a step forward because there was no chocolate left in the house and I was ok with that... I had some pinapple apple sauce for dessert, unsweetened... and then I rolled over to my desktop to do some housecleaning there (downloaded many megabytes of mail, though I didn't look through any of it... made an entry over in the land of the mostly dead at LJ... spent several hours exploring my fantasy sports leagues and set most of them up for this weekend, though I still haven't done anything for the three fantasy football drafts that are this weekend... I am making a late run in five of the seven baseball leagues, but I doubt I'll finish better than second in any of them... it's amazing how much time can be consumed by fantasy sports online)...

I actually sat down over there to check the library stuff I have out and forgot all about doing that... and now it's evening and I've got to go to work in a few hours and oh well, so I won't get enough sleep to have the energy to run in the morning... maybe I'll fall asleep and run when I wake... but at 4:30pm there's the live draft in fantasy football... yeah, the best laid plans...

but the real fates that conspired against me and this body today took the form of one adorable roommate-type person who walked in from school and planted a big colorful box next to me... and sure enough, it's fundraising time and suddenly I was the proud owner of five dollars worth of chocolate... and that's just the first installment... surely chocolate will haunt me the rest of this week... or month if I'm lucky...

you really have to have a lot of will power when you come visit us at casa de candoor (you are invited, you know... maybe they'll even clean a but if guests come over... yeah, just had to slip the dig in... only cuz the only thing that happened to yesterday's crumbs is that they got today's crumbs sprinkled on top of them... I wonder how many days it'll take before one of them decides to clean the kitchen if I stop doing it... shall we experiment?... let's see, the frying pan was left out after frying up steaks on Sunday, I believe... today hot dogs were fried in that same frying pan... though I don't think Precious ate before going in for a nap... anyway, call this day four then)...

maybe we'll meet somewhere else when you visit, huh?...

gotta keep a sense of humor about things, remember (who me?)... so anyway, I really must check on the library stuff because I believe four or more DVDs that I took out for Precious are due tomorrow and they are a dollar a day... and a half dozen or so CDs are a couple of days overdue already... so a trip to the library tomorrow would be most prudent... but if might wait until Saturday... maybe...

once upon a time I lived a very orderly life... almost British, even... that was because I lived with a very orderly person... a neat freak, in fact... I miss her... sigh, alas, I miss a lot of people...

goo...

that would be a reference to Free To Be, You and Me, in case you didn't get it right off... so anyway, I am in an exhausted body that has been awake more then twenty four hours or so and after working did a fairly decent workout at the gym for an hour or so and yet the brain floating somewhere high above this tired body is wired cuz it just consumed an altogether obscene number of colorful delicious lip-smacking good M&Ms... yes, there were blue and purple ones in their too... I think... bzzzzzzz...

so where are you when all this nergy is bubbling out of my brain and through this body so the limbs twitch and make me bounce around in a glee-like manner?... way over there missing all the fun, no doubt... I know it takes a lot to keep up with a wild and crazy weird-type child-person like me (and I embarrass those who embarrass easily... come to think of it, I embarrass those who think they are big bold exhibitionists sometimes, but we can blame it on the chocolate... or the hurricanes), which is probably why I lost my multi-flavored entourage somewhere along the way in this life... they are immortalized in verse (some of which made it online as linked above), but they might not even know it being out of touch and all... so if you happen to see them, let them know... they would be the ones with the oddly amusing smile on their faces just below a distinctively far away slightly off-kilter look in their eyes, but don't point it out to them because they'll swear they're as sane as I am...

which only proves it, now doesn't it?...

ah, I miss my looney toon entourage (and my imaginary peanut gallery, come to think of it)... they were the only ones (and only a few of them at that) who really saw through the world's disguise, took away it's cloak and made it hide, I mean, we never had to ask if you know what I mean... reminiscing can be such a whistfully wonderful moment...

it puts me in mind of Harry Potter and his friends... I think I am falling in love with the Hermione character... though part of the attreaction is that she needs a good loosening up and I'm just the loosen-upper who would do it... I just love stories that keep the kid (and teenager) alive in me... and sweet sentimental romantic fantasies, well, you know there's one of my weaknesses... I mean, the Stephen King Dark Tower series is epic, but there's certainly no romantic interest in there for me on any level or age of fantasy... I think I may have to watch a Meg Ryan film soon...

what in the world am I still doing here and will I get any sleep tonight before work at all?... it would appear not since I am quite happily wired on sweet chocolate nirvana and times keeps on slipping slipping slipping into the future... yeah, Mr. Miller (and not Mitch)...

if you love manic bouncy silly off the wall irreverent slapstick goofy child-like (and childish, even) playfulness, then you would love to play with me when I get in these hyper-happy moods... see, you inject me with a dose of energy and the happy kid comes bounding out ready for the most fun that can be had anywhere anytime with anyone... cuz that's the me I know when I am awake...

I sleepwalk through the adult world pretending I am all grown up (and I can hear my co-workers laughing at that one)and professional and all cuz that's what people pay me to do and I've gotta eat (not as much as I do, of course, and certainly not so much chocolate, and that's enough said about that), but the real me is just biding time awaiting the free time to wake up and dance... or sing... or do something expending a frightfully immense amount of energy... and when nobody's around to share it and I've had enough bouncing around, I let my fingers do the bouncing (oh, you've noticed?)...

so I did take a step in the right direction again this morning... and then the evil (but adorable) Precious went and brought home this bog box of the devil's food, chocolate, and here we are...

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