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And so I haven't posted in a while...

Because I'm kinda tired of posting when I'm feeling all melancholy, but for some reason, the PMS is not fading. I'm sitting here feeling misty reading perfectly wonderful posts from friends. Grrr. If only there were some REASON for feeling blue!!!

It was a great weekend, too. We puttered around a little on Saturday, got some stuff at Costco, roamed around Tuesday Morning a little (didn't find what I went looking for), then had a fun movie night in with framefolly and sillymagpie; the former had never before seen Throw Mama From The Train, which is really a necessity for any writer, and it'd been years since I'd seen it, so we dug out the ol' VHS and had a laugh fest. Sunday we drove out to a closeout store in Mesa, where I found out that Denny's will still cook eggs sunny-side-up (although their breakfast menu has REALLY shrunk, despite their new spate of commercials), and the store itself was not too bad, although since it's new, there wasn't a vast selection yet. I did buy a couple of shirts... now realizing I should NOT have spent any money, because now I HAVE NONE, and it's still five days until payday, and I'm trying to figure out where I'm going to get the $12 to go see Dale Watson tomorrow night at the Rhythm Room. Yes, 12 measly dollars, which would be no problem had I not spent $20 on clothes I didn't need.

ARGH. (It's the little things.)

I do have a jar full of change on my bureau, though.

Not that I'll have anything on Friday, either - I have doctor's bills still from the surgery AND I need new glasses. (I'm not even going to go into what the truck needs done. Hopefully she'll hang on for a while longer.)

Last week while working, a very familiar name crossed my desk, and I learned that the son of some old friends (I guess former friends is the correct term) had been run over and rather seriously hurt. Now, I haven't seen this kid since he WAS a kid, around 6 - he's 22, now, and he was riding a bicycle when he was hit. It gave me a weird feeling. I know these people, yet haven't spoken to them in more than a decade, so what does one do besides feel sorry in the same way one does for any stranger in similar circumstances? It was weird.

I'm tired, I didn't go to the gym today (I hurt my hip stretching yesterday; not really sure how, but it really freakin' hurts), the scale says I put BACK on three pounds (I was not careful this weekend), and I have not so much P-MS as plain MS, since there's no longer anything pre about it (finally - in the realm of TMI, it took FOUR DAYS for the damned thing to actually start). Gad. Grumptastic.


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Apr. 22nd, 2008 12:04 am (UTC)
I suppose that's a good idea (not weighing), but I wanted to see what damage I'd done myself after the chocolate binge yesterday (I knew WHY I'd made the gain...).

I think it was technically a runner's stretch - it was a side-bend straddle stretch, seated on the floor with my leg extended to the side, bending my head down to touch my knee. It's not like it's something I don't do several times a week... yoga is supposed to make one feel BETTER, innit? *g*
Apr. 21st, 2008 04:07 pm (UTC)
[hugs] I sympathize with the blues and the money woes. May the week be good regardless!
Apr. 22nd, 2008 12:05 am (UTC)
The worst thing is if I hadn't bought so much junk, I'd be fine! I'm so bad... (but a happy consumer, normally, right?) T'anks for the cyber-hug!
Apr. 22nd, 2008 08:58 pm (UTC)
I had a great time!

Hope you're feeling better :) .
Apr. 23rd, 2008 12:08 am (UTC)
Yay! I hope so, so you'll come back again! :-)

I was, but I came home to another rejection slip. *sigh*
Apr. 23rd, 2008 12:50 am (UTC)
Oh no! (hug)
Apr. 23rd, 2008 01:46 am (UTC)
Thanks!!! (cyber hugs much appreciated!)
Apr. 23rd, 2008 12:48 am (UTC)
I'm sorry about your former friends' son. Things like that are still sad, even if the connection's been long-severed. And I hope you made it to the show.
Apr. 23rd, 2008 01:44 am (UTC)
Thanks. Still wondering if I should send a card or something - not wanting to say, "hey, I work at the mailroom in your insurance company and can spy on you" (which I don't, of course)...

I am pulling my boots on as I reply!

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