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Dec. 28th, 2008 08:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeOogh. Morning. Cold morning. Cold and wet morning. Cold and wet morning with really achey arms from weight lifting yesterday. Today, however, is waist and core (and what does that even mean core? Am I an apple now?) and stomach and so on exercises. Washboard abs, here I come, and all that.
I also woke up with Sopor Aeternus stuck in my head along with the bizarre conviction that ... and now that I want to type his name I can't remember it. I just went through Freddie Mercury, Steve McQueen (both of whom are dead), Stevie Nicks, and Rod Stewart. Mick Jagger! That's who. The odd conviction that Mick Jagger was dead. Either that or Keith Richards. Or both. I have no idea why. I think I was watching some sort of retrospective on them in the TV in my head and it said they were both dead.
Right. Bagel and cream cheese has been achieved, and there is a can of tomato sauce and tomato paste on the counter. I wonder if that's a hint from the boy to make spaghetti sauce today. I also need to throw the rest of the chickpeas and carrots into some sort of goulash/stew/thing, so, clearly, I'm going to be spending some time in or near enough to the kitchen to be able to hear the timer.
And, there. Just changed my iTunes to debit instead of the credit card, so now NOTHING is going on the credit card until I've paid it back down from Christmas.
Um. Today. Stretches, abs and so on, language maintenance, cooking. Walkies, if it gets any less rainy outside, though I'm not counting on it. Making icons. Naaaaapping. Tidying. Actually, tidying first, maybe. That way when I go to do exercises I don't throw up from having just eaten. Mmm, this is a plan. And somewhere in the day I read some more of Kushiel's Dart and La Guerre des Boutons. I'm reading again! Actually reading! The Deed of Paksenarrion is my just before bed reading, a chapter or two. I need to finish the Kushiel cycle Phedre's stories, and then do Shards of Honor. And La Guerre des Boutons along with. I figure I can keep three books going at a time. So, once I finish Shards of Honor, it'll be back to the reading list. *sheepish* Which I have totally forgotten about. D'oh. So many books I have to catch up on. So much flake.
(Fellow baby courtesans, I can pass around the reading list, it's sort of an improve your mind discussion book club, if you want and Lor doesn't mind? Right now we're on Faust and Breakfast at Tiffany's, and yes, this list is Americentric.)
... you know. I was going to add into this how usually this is the time where I get annoyed with myself 'cause the weight isn't dropping off liek omg right NOW LOSE 20 POUNDS IN 28 DAYS or something stupid like that? Except I think I'm distracting myself from thinking like that with all the other aspects of courtesan school. Rock.
Eggs. Hatchlings. I do not need to weigh myself to see how much I may have lost in the last THREE DAYS. Honest.
I also woke up with Sopor Aeternus stuck in my head along with the bizarre conviction that ... and now that I want to type his name I can't remember it. I just went through Freddie Mercury, Steve McQueen (both of whom are dead), Stevie Nicks, and Rod Stewart. Mick Jagger! That's who. The odd conviction that Mick Jagger was dead. Either that or Keith Richards. Or both. I have no idea why. I think I was watching some sort of retrospective on them in the TV in my head and it said they were both dead.
Right. Bagel and cream cheese has been achieved, and there is a can of tomato sauce and tomato paste on the counter. I wonder if that's a hint from the boy to make spaghetti sauce today. I also need to throw the rest of the chickpeas and carrots into some sort of goulash/stew/thing, so, clearly, I'm going to be spending some time in or near enough to the kitchen to be able to hear the timer.
And, there. Just changed my iTunes to debit instead of the credit card, so now NOTHING is going on the credit card until I've paid it back down from Christmas.
Um. Today. Stretches, abs and so on, language maintenance, cooking. Walkies, if it gets any less rainy outside, though I'm not counting on it. Making icons. Naaaaapping. Tidying. Actually, tidying first, maybe. That way when I go to do exercises I don't throw up from having just eaten. Mmm, this is a plan. And somewhere in the day I read some more of Kushiel's Dart and La Guerre des Boutons. I'm reading again! Actually reading! The Deed of Paksenarrion is my just before bed reading, a chapter or two. I need to finish the Kushiel cycle Phedre's stories, and then do Shards of Honor. And La Guerre des Boutons along with. I figure I can keep three books going at a time. So, once I finish Shards of Honor, it'll be back to the reading list. *sheepish* Which I have totally forgotten about. D'oh. So many books I have to catch up on. So much flake.
(Fellow baby courtesans, I can pass around the reading list, it's sort of an improve your mind discussion book club, if you want and Lor doesn't mind? Right now we're on Faust and Breakfast at Tiffany's, and yes, this list is Americentric.)
... you know. I was going to add into this how usually this is the time where I get annoyed with myself 'cause the weight isn't dropping off liek omg right NOW LOSE 20 POUNDS IN 28 DAYS or something stupid like that? Except I think I'm distracting myself from thinking like that with all the other aspects of courtesan school. Rock.
Eggs. Hatchlings. I do not need to weigh myself to see how much I may have lost in the last THREE DAYS. Honest.