moldspawn

I felt all poopy and still on the verge of sickness today. But of course, god forbid I actually skip more than a day or two at the gym unless I know I've definitely overtrained or if I'm pretty sick or if I'm injured (I took 10 days off in the spring for a pulled back that got better then got worse better worse etc). However, I treated myself to a yummy dinner not cooked by me! What could be better than not eating 3 oz portions of rather spartan chicken and barley and veggies? I got Chilean sea bass (they skimped on the veggies those fuckers), a miso soup, and a black dragon roll.....wow, seems like a lot now that I type it down but trust me, I could have eaten 3 times what I had for dinner and be fine.

I didn't sleep all that well because my sister called me close to 11 pm last night (late for this old fogey kids). First thing she said was "Is it CreeEeEPyy?" Biatch. She knows I get all paranoid being alone in this big old fricking house in the suburbs. There's like 2 street lights on the entire road plus an old family cemetery. She proceeded to make fun of the fact that I was sleeping in her old room simply because the lock worked. That and I keep a tennis racket with me at night. But you know what? My paranoia is completely justified considering that she told me a woman was murdered on the next street over in the spring. I mean, the dude's in jail and it was in the daytime, but still - you never know. I'd rather be paranoid than fucked. The man who murdered the woman strangled her, stabbed her, raped her, and sodomized her. That's a shitty way to go and no thanks....I'd rather skip it.

Anyway, I bought Valerian-mint tea (valerian is supposed to help you sleep) AND I bought sominex (50mg diphenhydramine aka benadryl) and tonight I shall consume BOTH before bedtime and see if I can sleep through the night instead of waking up every few hours. If I can get solid rest, I will probably feel awesome in the morning.

Ew - on a downer - I was at the gym and I'm doing my ass and stomach exercises and feeling semi-delirious. All of a sudden this woman came up to me and asked me if I was so and so from Clarkstown North. It was the high school valedictorian - that freaking cunt. She would tell me that I was such a freak and a loser in H.S. I hated her guts. Gah! If I had recognized her I wouldn't have said hello (I'm still bitter all these years). Apparently she lives in Manhattan and is doing law stuff....blah blah blah. On the plus side - she's got some major wrinkling starting to go on and she is no longer the apple-cheeked young twat she was. I, on the other hand, can still pass as 22, 23, have barely started to develop any facial wrinkles (yes, I know where they're coming in) and look hotter and have a better body than she does at 30.