While I’ve been avoiding blogging thinking of things to say, these sites (along with my sadly neglected blogroll) have been keeping me busy:
Enjoy. As soon as I can get my shit together enough to write about it, I’ll be back.
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May 25, 2007
A Smattering
December 13, 2006Last week exercising sucked. This week? My two workouts have been awesome, and today? I found myself daydreaming about which video I was going to do, if I like it, if it was going to be fun… I was looking forward to exercising.
Feel free to sit down. I need to. I know- I hate exercise. But… not so much. I love the way it makes me feel. I think I needed the break, though. It was almost like I was burning out, and now I’m looking forward to it again. Go me.
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I know I’m PMSing when everything makes me cry. Commercials, TV shows. Bloggers closing their blogs down, writing about cats dying, and about their grandpas with Alzheimers. Other ridiculous stuff too, but that’s only been the last thirty minutes. I hate this part.
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My friend? Who I’m very close to? Is in the middle of losing her friend. Been there, done that. Her friend is being vicious and cruel, and it makes me so sad. And makes me feel so protective. It’s so painful to me- I don’t have many, so I realize how precious friends and friendship are. We treat it so callously, as though it’s not a rare and valuable gift. I understand, I really do, that sometimes it’s time for friendships to end. But if they do need to end, I wish they could end in a way that somehow respects the time spent as friends. I think that it’s often too painful to do this, but it would be… nice.
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I signed up today for Short-term disability through work. (STD in online baby-making communities, which cracks me up to no end.) If I was not PMSing I would think this would guarantee a pregnancy this month, as that seems to be the way my luck rolls. Sign up for STD? Can’t use it for a pregnancy for ~11 months? If you got pregnant this month, you’d have the baby right when Khalil starts teaching and his Masters? What more perfect timing could there be??
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I’m sorry it’s random and a bit of a downer. This perfectly expresses how I feel. I wish I could write like her, one of my favorite bloggers, whose format I copied. But she ties everything together at the end, and I can’t do that.
