Testify! (written in advance because I’m not dumb enough to do this much at work)

(the church organ swells as Kim walks down the center aisle and stands at the pulpit)

My brothers and sisters, I have sinned. (murmurs from the congregation) The past few days…I have fallen. And fallen HARD upon the jagged rocks of crappy junk food. (gasps from the congregation) I have had burgers, fries, Taco Bell — “

(a woman in the audience shrieks, “Not Taco Bell?!?” and prompty passes out.)

“…yeah, ok. Taco Bell, and Mountain Dew. And pizza for lunch. And cupcakes for breakfast. It hasn’t been pretty. No it has not. But I have SEEN the light!”

(tamborines shake, crowd hoots in approval)

“Last night, my brothers and sisters, I lay writhing on the sofa…my very stomach crying out from fighting the evils of grease and mystery-meat. It was crying, crying for sal-va-tion!!!”

(organ swells)

“And I have seen the LIGHT! I have LEARNED that exhorbitant amounts of junk food will make me feel BAD!”

(crowd: how bad?)

“Bad as Gary Coleman running for Governor of California Bad!!”

(another woman passes out)

But I have been SAVED! For once I realized that continuous eating of junk food makes me feel BAD, my stomach stood up and began to fight harder. And I know the power of healthy eating will set me FREE!!

(crowd hoots and dances with snakes)

My brothers and sisters…don’t stumble down the path I travelled last night. For Salvation does NOT come from a pink bottle of Pepto-Bismol…but from the knowledge that good foods won’t cause you Pain!!! Testify!

(congregants and Kim dance in the aisles as the chorus and organ burst out in happy hymns)

OK. It wasn’t THAT bad. But it bad enough that I skipped yoga.

Wt: 138.8. A totally undeserved weight loss
Mood: Perky, despite worries that are non-blog-able. Yes I do hold some back. :)
Work docket: Did communities. Will do Scrapbook, and hopefully launch Community Guide content today.
Lunch plans: Salad.
Afternoon: Uncertain
Evening: Will meet Mom for dinner somewhere and perhaps hit Old Navy.

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Tomorrow I shall resume my healthy-eating plan. Honest. I’ve gone totally off the wagon with crappy (yet delicious) food and I want more.

Wt: Didn’t weigh.
Work docket: Online mall; COMMUNITY GUIDE, aka the project that will not go away.
Lunch plans: Who knows…maybe Taco Bell.
Afternoon: Will attempt to limit afternoon nap to 1 or 2 hours.
Evening: Yoga @ 7:30.

Dierdre the Pain hit level 85 last night. I think I’m going to take an evening off from Asheron’s Call, because I’ve played a lot of it over the past few nights. Ooo…wait. I promised one of my vassals that I’d make some oils for him. OK. I’ll make the oils, then get offline. I’m also going to cancel my account with Star Wars Galaxies. I’m just not thrilled with it when I play it. AC was difficult too when I started, but I had fun with it even when I was raging that I couldn’t do anything correctly. Life’s too short for a tedious game.

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August 5, 2003

Today marks my 30 11/12th birthday. I only have one month less until I officially (according to mathematicians, anal-retentives, and folks-who-are-just-being-difficult) enter my 30s. And you know what? I’m OK. Seal up my 30th year. Put it in a hermetically sealed oil drum and chuck it to the bottom of the ocean. Between MomMom, and Mickey, and the job stress I had earlier this year, I’m ready to march onward. To the beat of my own drummer, natch!

Take a look at the picture to the right. Can you figure out where I am? Answer is below.

Wt: Continuing my self-sabotage kick. Still 140.8, and not remorseful about the cheesesteak and Mt. Dew I had last night.
Mood: Mischevious
Work Docket: Checked Static, Did Hand and Dateline sections. Doing Community Guide
Lunch: Will perhaps go to the Mall.
Afternoon: I enjoy taking a nap in the afternoons and staying up later at night. I swear I’m more lucid in the mornings when I do that.
Evening: See yesterday, since I didn’t accomplish any of it.
Where was I ?: Start highlighting with your mouse here:That’s me being all Betty Grable inside the “U” of the big “All Star Music” sign at WDW. It was either this picture or post the one with me taking a bite out of a hot dog from Casey’s. And don’t you think I embarrass myself enough already? :)End higlighting

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We’re survivors!

We’re survivors!

Four parks, two shopping meccas, two delayed flights, one nightclub and an unairconditioned shuttle bus later, I’m back at work. Honestly, the whole weekend seemed like a dream. I do, however, have photos to prove that it really happened. I didn’t get in the apartment until 9:00 last night. Naturally, I’m a bit tired!

Wt: 140.8 I had hot dogs, and ice cream, and french fries, and soda and pastries during my weekend.
Mood: Sleeeepy, but happy with my weekend. Trying to get into the Monday swing of things
Work docket: Hot jobs, community guide
Lunch: Subway sandwich. Out of frozen lunches.
Afternoon ZZzzzzzzzzz…
Evening Head to gym. Perhaps grab some stuff at Genuardi’s.

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