mooncalf2

Bored and not the least bit tired, but cAn't sleep for shit either way. The dude renting the rest of the house took off and left his radio on, so now I get to listen to a bunch of oldies that's just too loud to sleep through. No commercials, though, that's cool. But fuck. I haven't done much of anything the last couple weeks. Basically reading and walks, I've gone through 4 Stephen King books in the last month, started the 5th today; Tommyknockers. I've been great at taking Duke on a daily hour walk, which some days turn to a jog. I called the MRI place and had them send me a copy of my last MRI, my knees fucked, better in some instances since the original injury, but fucked all the same. It really is a wonder how I don't have pain. So I've basically been keeping it easy without babying it. My moms flying in from Oregon next week; I've got majority of what I owe her, which she's going to use to go to Disneyland and whereever else, but I myself have absolutely no money to join her at the parks let alone the gas to drive her and her fianc everywhere, which, of course, is what I'm doing next week. But the cool thing is is that even though I hadn't done shit to keep up with my weightloss until recently, and my pictured don't show it (at least I don't think so, looks like I went back to the beginning), I was at Trev's parents a week ago and I had lost another 10 lbs since I've moved, making it 20 that I've lost since just before June. Woohoo! I can tell that dukes lost some too, although I haven't been able to get him weighed. We're doing good, all that really matters in the end.