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Feeling bleak. Time to get all ascetic.

By freak chance, E and I happen to be starting another round of South Beach Phase One on Ash Wednesday. How odd, for a couple of atheist Buddhist Pagans. I'm also getting back into the gym, which I haven't done much since the holidays. It's not that the schedule is loosening up (oh no, it certainly is not) it's just that I can practically feel myself aging by the day, and I need to reclaim my health from the jaws of inertia.

Ugh. Workload continues to be crippling. Passing the exam failed to suddenly make everything effortless and perfect. Furthermore, the American Massage Association and my school's alumni association are not emailing me back in a timely manner. I feel adrift.


*clicks button marked "post pointless whining"*


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Mar. 1st, 2006 03:57 pm (UTC)
You sound all grown up and stuff, actually, and aren't really whining.

I should do what you're doing and Get Healthy too.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:16 pm (UTC)
Thanks, sweetie. I think I've just thought of myself as childish and incompetent for so long that I didn't even recognize it when I started acting like an adult.

You know, I think you'd be the greatest person to go hiking, or lift weights, or do yoga with. You'd be a great exercise buddy!
Mar. 1st, 2006 04:01 pm (UTC)
heh... don't tell anyone but I'm back on teh atkins. down 12 lbs since Feb 1.

gonna finally get back to where I was before K and i started dating... damn her and her carbolicious eating habits... *chuckle*

Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:16 pm (UTC)
Dude, 12 pounds in a month! That's stellar. I am duly impressed.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:19 pm (UTC)
yeah... it'll be nice when all my clothes actually fit me again,... *chuckle*

Mar. 1st, 2006 04:05 pm (UTC)
I know how you feel.
Don't be too hard on yourself - these things are merely an interruption to your commitment to a better life. Honest.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:17 pm (UTC)
Thanks, hon. Your innate mom-like nature comes through your words, even online. You soothe me! *clings to you*
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:38 pm (UTC)

Now pick up your room and let's make cookies!
Mar. 1st, 2006 04:16 pm (UTC)
I wish I could go to services. Why am I almost jealous that I see other people walking around with ashes on their heads? But I'm not going to drag Chad to a church he doesn't want to go to.

I'm sorry you're feeling bleak. Wish you could see these very silly birds I've got over here at 20th and K.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:22 pm (UTC)
I wish I had gotten to see the funny birds!

Say, how come you don't get to go to services? I mean, couldn't you go, even if Chad didn't want to go? Heck, I'd go with you to something like that, if it would be OK that I'm not officially one of the faithful. When I was at Catholic college, I'd sometimes just go to services when I was feeling disconnected or depressed. I figured as long as I didn't try to take any sacraments, I wasn't breaking the rules. I can't count the times I took comfort in the various Mary shrines around campus.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:25 pm (UTC)
It was just a simple logistical matter, this time around - I still can't drive, and things are stressful enough for Chad that I wasn't going to add to it by asking him to take me to church.

That's cool that you'd want to go (and yes, you'd be able to go, just couldn't get communion or the ashes, though you could get a blessing by crossing your arms over your chest to indicate you're not a catholic).

I remember even when I was very *anti* catholic as a college student, I would sometimes seek out the peace and solitude of an empty church and just sit and think and meditate.

Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:28 pm (UTC)
Oh, and Mary shrines are *the best* to seek out comfort at if -- I've told you my Pieta story, haven't I? If not, I will, it's pretty powerful.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 03:01 pm (UTC)
I do not believe I've heard that stroy. Would love to.

*hugs you*

*bounces off to a meeting*
Mar. 1st, 2006 04:16 pm (UTC)
i hear ya, babe. saying "i'm starting my own business" hasn't exactly made me Wonder Woman, y'know? (although it'd be pretty damn funny if it had. whee, lookit me, i'm linda carter!)

don't worry, it'll only get better from here. just give it some time. it's totally understandable that you'd have a bit of a slump, after all that build-up.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:23 pm (UTC)
Thanks, hon.

Even if you're not Linda Carter, I love you products! I'm your biggest fan :)
Mar. 3rd, 2006 07:28 pm (UTC)
aw, thanks! does this mean you're going to kidnap me and use me as your sexual plaything cut off my foot with an axe and cauterize the wound with a blowtorch while making me type a novel make more soap?
Mar. 1st, 2006 04:32 pm (UTC)
*head pettin's*

Click this

Love you!
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:24 pm (UTC)
Goats! Yay! Thanks, honey. I love you, too.
Mar. 3rd, 2006 07:32 pm (UTC)
wow. i'm not sure which i want more as an icon: the head-bobbin' goat on the top left, or one of the ear-flappin' guys at the top!
Mar. 1st, 2006 05:39 pm (UTC)
For someone who's engaging in "pointless" whining, you seem to have an excellent plan on how to make things better! I hope that when I whine, it is as pointlessly as you.

(Note, the use of the word "pointless" in this context is ironic)
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:24 pm (UTC)
Hee. Thank you.
Mar. 1st, 2006 06:14 pm (UTC)
We need to hang out soon. We love you to pieces! Go here to smile at your goddaughter. :)

Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:25 pm (UTC)
I'd pretty much kill to see you guys right about now. I need you. Will call soon! Much, much love (and big sloppy kisses to our Little Bird)
Mar. 1st, 2006 06:27 pm (UTC)
Oh, sweetie. I wish I was there to hold you - and then to go to the gym with you and get all sweaty while we grunted and lifted heavy things. Because...do you have any *idea* how hot you are when you're lifting weights? Mmmm. Let me just live with that image a while.

I'm sorry - I'm very stressed, and you know what happens to my sex drive when I'm stressed. Through. The. Roof.

If you need any help, let me know. I'm a bit overwhelmed right now, but I can always chew out a little nibble of time for you.

Mmmm. Nibbles.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:27 pm (UTC)
*smooch* You're a prince among women, my darling. Don't worry about me, OK? My boy is taking such good care of me, and I know what a crazy whirl-wind your life is right now. Just know that I am thinking of you. You know, with the naughty thoughts.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 01:15 am (UTC)
What South Beach for Lent?
Somehow or another that actually sounds like something you would hear for a bad gay commentary. Sort like "I can't quit you". No wait....

Hang in. In the end you'll be rubbing down to your heart's content. These trails will help provide that this is what you really want to do.
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:30 pm (UTC)
Re: What South Beach for Lent?
I quote a friend, upon hearing about this the first time we went on the diet: "The South Beach Diet? What, is that nothing but mimosas and cocaine? Is it, like, you can have anything you want, as long as you eat it off the bare chest of a 19 year old Latino boy?"

Thanks, hon. I know it'll work out. I'm just feeling a little head-esplody right now.
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