…I could talk about a test I have to have this Wednesday and how freaking anxious I feel about it, even though I know it is patently ridiculous. That I know it isn’t a big deal, not at all, but it feels like a big deal because at this point all I really want is an answer about my health at this point and what is this does not give an answer? Or what if the answer is really scary?
…I should stop raging against silliness on the internet, about petty bullshit that makes grown ups look like children. But sometimes my anger fuels me and fuck, I really like being pissed off sometimes. I am very funny when whipped up in righteous indignation.
…that I should clean my closet. Or I should stop being such a slob. Instead, I am luring a friend over with promises of lunch to help me clean. This is not a good long term solution.
…that I could ruminate on the huge, life altering changes I have made to my diet over the past month, how much crap I have cut out and how splurges really are splurges at this point. And how this has made me feel exponentially better…but how I also fear that long term this is going to sap some happiness from my life. That admitting that food and socializing is something that defines me and I feel like I am losing something even if I am gaining the ability to function better as a human being.
…I could buy my ticket for Vegas this Octover, but holy hell, they are expensive. I think I need to harvest my eggs first.
…maybe I should get back in the dating game, but dear God. No. I don’t want to welcome the urge to punch strangers back in to my life just yet.
…things are never dull.
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good luck on Wednesday!
Sometimes I invite people over so that I’ll be forced to clean. It works!
if i stopped ranting about stupid shit from the internet, i’d have nothing to say 50% of the time. that may be the saddest truth of ever.
another truth: i think you’re funny even when you aren’t ranting
Medical things make me nervous too. Hell, I’m avoiding the doctor right now. And you are funny. Harvesting your eggs is high comedy. Man, imagine if you actually did it. You’d have blog material for months! Maybe.
it’s only a bad long term solution if you move.
I’ve considered moving as an alternative to cleaning my apartment. But I did find a cleaning service who will do my rather large place for $85. Hit me up if you’d like their info.
Good luck on Wednesday…sure everything will be hunky dory.
Fingers crossed that the test results give you the answers you need.
Thinking of you and sending you love!
good luck tomorrow!! and if you end up harvesting your eggs, let me know. i’m seriously considering it (then getting talked down) often.