July 2009
7 posts
Funny. I am the heaviest I have ever been. Yet my “body confidence” is at an all time high. Go Figure! :D
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Way Too Much Information. You've Been Warned.
Rant: Even my poop procrastinates!
It seems that I am only capable of pooping every 3 days or so. But each time, it’s 3 days’ worth, meaning that there is (at least temporary) toilet stoppage every time I poop! Why can’t I just poop a little bit every day, with reasonable amounts?
I even tried the “eat more fiber, drink LOTS of water to move it along” thing. No...
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Her: You seem so...different.
Me: How do you mean?
Her: You're usually so energetic and bubbly, like you're ADD or something
Me: Yes.
Her: You mean, oh - you're on medication for it?
Me: Yes
Her: Well, I don't know...you seem almost TOO mellow
Me: I am fine.
Her: But it's like you're not even yourself anymore
Me: Good.
Her: What?
Me: I don't recall ever being fond of myself.
Her: ?
What the deuce, man
At least this time it didn’t hang around long enough for me to get all attached to it. Still drained all my energy though. Made the girls grow nice and full. What a tease. They were untouchable. They winced in pain when brushed by the slightest breeze. At least this time I knew to wait, and wait. And wait. Before spreading tidings of comfort and joy to anyone who would listen.
The first one...
Driving with Cell Phones
Today someone was talking on the radio about whether there should be a federal law banning cell phone usage while driving. I don’t see why not. When I had a cell phone, I always turned it off before driving anyway. I vaguely remember a time where human beings managed to drive from one place to another without being so d@mn available to everyone in their little black book, and without the...
To Do: Learn to be happy
I was listening to the radio yesterday, and two ladies were singing “Center of My Joy” by Richard Smallwood. They sang it beautifully. I enjoyed the music.
I simply enjoyed the music.
That was new for me. For many years, Christian music elicited a conditioned response from me. I was either to enter weepy-worship mode, or feel extremely guilty. When I heard non-Christian music, I was...