you know, there is basically NOTHING i will not do for donald glover tickets. i’m going to be a nervous, twitchy mess until they’re officially on sale.
oh my god.
IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING?!?!!?
IS THIS HAPPENING?!
holy god, THIS IS HAPPENING!
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you know, there is basically NOTHING i will not do for donald glover tickets. i’m going to be a nervous, twitchy mess until they’re officially on sale.
oh my god.
IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING?!?!!?
IS THIS HAPPENING?!
holy god, THIS IS HAPPENING!
and by “we” i mean lola, who’s birthday it is today.
look at my little fuzzybear? is she not the most fuzzydorable kitty ever? are you not jealous that this feline is not yours?
BE FUCKIN’ JEALOUS!
(you know, even though she’s mad ollllddd)
so kw asked me how many shoes i have, and i’ve not ever really sat down and thought about it exactly…but, uh…it’s a lot. quite a lot, actually. i’ve been on a bit of a shoe spree in the last 3 months and while it’s slowing down (kind of) i did go crazy a bit since i got my new job with only one pair really being a necessity shoe (i.e. my rain boots). oh well! on to the count!
it took some work. and actually, it may not be as bad as i thought. my midget estimates she had something like 300 pairs of shoes a few years ago, and that number has increased since, so really…this is nothing!
since about august of 2009, roughly, i’ve managed to drop about 26-28 lbs. about 5-7 of that was in the immediate last 6 months (the bulk of that was definitely between october 2009 and august 2010). on the one hand, this is a good thing for a bunch of reasons. health, well-being, peace of mind or whatever. obviously, when you’re weighing less you feel better.
of course, it’s uber gross that i had that much weight to lose in the first place. and also, despite everything, you can’t really tell (this really, REALLY gets to me. half the time i can’t even really tell, but no one else can either…fuuuuuuuck). there are things i couldn’t really comfortably wear before that fit fine now. a lot of stuff is too loose, but it definitely hasn’t been some earth-shattering occurrence.
with work/life stress getting under control (kinda), i’m trying to be more active. i know i have to change my eating habits considerably, but even more than that i need to develop eating habits. years of working at a completely chaotic job with no structure whatsoever left me with a completely fucked up food schedule and has probably fried my metabolism to toast. gotta work on that…
the past few months (which, include the “holiday season” and all the dietary fuckery that entails) i’ve hovered around +/-3 lbs. it’s annoying. i can eat and lose weight, i can not eat and gain. i can work out and nothing really happens. or i can sleep through the gym for 2 weeks and drop 3 lbs. there seems to be no rhyme or reason. this bugs me for two reasons: 1.) all my progress was entirely stress-related starvation and i’m totally going to balloon up like a big ol’ manatee in the next couple of months or 2.) i’ve hit some sort of unfortunate plateau that’s going to take a gargantuan effort to jump start and get over.
neither of these are particularly appealing right now.
and, of course, spring + summer is right around the corner and the heat/humidity + size of my ass is really not forgiving when it comes to what to wear (or, more accurately, what not to wear)…
mope.
/self-indulgent girlie post
got up early-ish today and managed to hit up the gym at a reasonable time. also, going to have delicious grilled chicken ceasar salads post-gym to not completely derail all the hard work done.
it’s nice that our grocery shopping was all done yesterday, today is free for errands and relaxing. also, the boy is going to go get more tattoo work done today, so i’m going to make tasty treats to take to alex.
also, i’m staring down the barrel of a 3-day weekend and couldn’t be more pleased with that.
i’m just starting to get the hang of things, i think. slowly growing into my new work cycle. the hours are good, a bit early and that takes some getting used to, but i can’t argue when you consider the fact that i get to leave my job during daylight hours every single day. it’s glorious and a bit overwhelming or just…so different. which is great, and fantastic and i still can’t get over the wonderfulness of it all. the last few days of this week, i was actually able to get through the day without feeling like passing out at my desk.
when the weather is decent, honestly, my commute is the easiest. i am really enjoying my time traveling in my own vehicle without the press and crush of the smelly boston public all around me.
also, how fucking retardedly messed up is it that it takes me more time to go approximately 3.5 miles on mass transit (fuck you, MBTA!) than it does to go 12.5 miles via my own vehicle?
madness.
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