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disbelief11I'm supposed to be doing a bunch of stuff before we head off to California tomorrow. But do I want to do anything? Nope. Of course not. Yet sitting here thinking about what I should be doing isn't making me feel any less listless...in fact it's only giving me a side order of vague unease to go along with my main dish of lethargy.
So, I'm doing the only thing that makes sense right now. Yup, updating my lj. (Today's new "lj" phrase? Lupine Juggernaut.) Here's some stuff that has been in my "hey, maybe I'll post that in my lj" file. There's nothing of any consequence, so if you're in the mood to procrastinate as much as I am, feel free to take a look at it!
Remember how a while back I had complained about cashiers who can't make change on their own? I'm hoping that the young woman who helped me the other day was just really, really distracted...because I gave her exact change - $6.91 - and she seemed to be struggling with adding up the 3 quarters, a dime, a nickel, and a penny. Hopefully her grey matter was occupied with a potential solution for a cleaner fuel source rather than being challenged by my coins.
How old do you think we'll be when there are people alive who will have never even touched a coin? Think it'll happen within the next 50 or 60 years? Or are there enough lobbyists in the states that mint coins and provide the alloys for them that we'll be collecting coins in jars for centuries to come?
Okay, changing the subject now.
I discovered yesterday that it isn't good to wear your lightest-weight clothing to the doctor's office to try to escape the "are you following the diet I gave you?" inquisition that normally follows the weigh-in. Sure, the scale will show you lighter that one time. But then woe to you when the weather becomes cooler and you have to wear jeans and heavier clothing to your next appointment. Because the doctor will scold you for gaining back the pound-and-a-half you had lost the last time. Ha! I didn't lose it that last time...I was just wearing rayon instead of denim.
Heck, I thought it was a good thing that the difference in my clothing could account for the increase in my weight; that means I maintained rather than gained additional weight. If I can muster the will-power to stick to an exercise regimen, things can only get better, right?
Um, except for one thing: I am a foodie. I love good food. Sure, I try to choose fish and veggies instead of burgers and fries, and to limit my portions. But damn, sometimes a gigantic steak is just so incredibly good! And chocolate!
Plus, I don't feel an overwhelming need to be a skinny-minny. I like myself. I'm happy with my body (with the exception of when I go shopping, but that's only because clothing designers and manufacturers don't seem to realize that Women of Substance want to have cool/tailored/sophisticated choices of things to wear). I want to be healthy, definitely, but don't feel the need to be going to weight-watchers or to take drugs that decrease my appetite. Is there no compromise?
Ach, enough about that subject. I promised there'd be nothing serious, and yet I'm bringing up the rather heated issue of body image. Sorry.
Next topic: The Gashlycrumb Tinies by Edward Gorey. Yesterday was a very Gorey day for me - I saw several books in the bargain section of my local Barnes & Noble. Which saddened me a bit, since I have adored Gorey's work for years. But if the sale books entice some new admirers to the fold, I guess that's a good thing. Anyway, one of my best friends and I were talking about TGT last night. I don't think I can choose a favorite letter; they're all just so good. What about y'all? Have a favorite? Oh, here they are, for those of you who haven't seen them previously.
My favorite song lyric of the day so far?
Hot you're cool
So cool you're hot
Show me my favorite beauty spot
Tie me up in love knots
Boiling over, bubbling out
Hey, is anyone else amused by the fact that the spell-check function here on Live Journal flags "lj" as a misspelled word?
Guess I should try to make myself be productive now...but feel free to comment, or e-mail, or whatever, so I have a good excuse to procrastinate later today. Thanks!
So, I'm doing the only thing that makes sense right now. Yup, updating my lj. (Today's new "lj" phrase? Lupine Juggernaut.) Here's some stuff that has been in my "hey, maybe I'll post that in my lj" file. There's nothing of any consequence, so if you're in the mood to procrastinate as much as I am, feel free to take a look at it!
Remember how a while back I had complained about cashiers who can't make change on their own? I'm hoping that the young woman who helped me the other day was just really, really distracted...because I gave her exact change - $6.91 - and she seemed to be struggling with adding up the 3 quarters, a dime, a nickel, and a penny. Hopefully her grey matter was occupied with a potential solution for a cleaner fuel source rather than being challenged by my coins.
How old do you think we'll be when there are people alive who will have never even touched a coin? Think it'll happen within the next 50 or 60 years? Or are there enough lobbyists in the states that mint coins and provide the alloys for them that we'll be collecting coins in jars for centuries to come?
Okay, changing the subject now.
I discovered yesterday that it isn't good to wear your lightest-weight clothing to the doctor's office to try to escape the "are you following the diet I gave you?" inquisition that normally follows the weigh-in. Sure, the scale will show you lighter that one time. But then woe to you when the weather becomes cooler and you have to wear jeans and heavier clothing to your next appointment. Because the doctor will scold you for gaining back the pound-and-a-half you had lost the last time. Ha! I didn't lose it that last time...I was just wearing rayon instead of denim.
Heck, I thought it was a good thing that the difference in my clothing could account for the increase in my weight; that means I maintained rather than gained additional weight. If I can muster the will-power to stick to an exercise regimen, things can only get better, right?
Um, except for one thing: I am a foodie. I love good food. Sure, I try to choose fish and veggies instead of burgers and fries, and to limit my portions. But damn, sometimes a gigantic steak is just so incredibly good! And chocolate!
Plus, I don't feel an overwhelming need to be a skinny-minny. I like myself. I'm happy with my body (with the exception of when I go shopping, but that's only because clothing designers and manufacturers don't seem to realize that Women of Substance want to have cool/tailored/sophisticated choices of things to wear). I want to be healthy, definitely, but don't feel the need to be going to weight-watchers or to take drugs that decrease my appetite. Is there no compromise?
Ach, enough about that subject. I promised there'd be nothing serious, and yet I'm bringing up the rather heated issue of body image. Sorry.
Next topic: The Gashlycrumb Tinies by Edward Gorey. Yesterday was a very Gorey day for me - I saw several books in the bargain section of my local Barnes & Noble. Which saddened me a bit, since I have adored Gorey's work for years. But if the sale books entice some new admirers to the fold, I guess that's a good thing. Anyway, one of my best friends and I were talking about TGT last night. I don't think I can choose a favorite letter; they're all just so good. What about y'all? Have a favorite? Oh, here they are, for those of you who haven't seen them previously.
My favorite song lyric of the day so far?
So cool you're hot
Show me my favorite beauty spot
Tie me up in love knots
Boiling over, bubbling out
Hey, is anyone else amused by the fact that the spell-check function here on Live Journal flags "lj" as a misspelled word?
Guess I should try to make myself be productive now...but feel free to comment, or e-mail, or whatever, so I have a good excuse to procrastinate later today. Thanks!
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Date: 2002-10-10 11:32 am (UTC)Love you babe. Happy early birthday, and watch the mail....
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Date: 2002-10-11 01:29 am (UTC):)
The Gashlycrumb Tinies is my favourite work by Gorey. Glad to see that I am not alone.
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Date: 2002-10-11 02:44 pm (UTC)Many happy!