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3.24.2008

Oh my friend, it's good to see you again...

Ah...

The tan, toned body is a happy body.

Throat, tonsils, and adenoids... I thank you for the learning experience. I also thank you for the two weeks of liquid diet and bland food which prepared me for the upcoming weeks and got me to stop eating so much junk food.

ps. You rule.

:)

It's no small secret that quitting food was hard for me. Face it, I like the stuff. But I quickly found that being rested, having good food in my belly, and getting a little work out on makes me a happy camper.

That and a saturday afternoon room redecoration, but that's a whole other story.

I found after I started "eating" again that I had an AMAZING amount of energy. And then I got to thinking, well duh! of course! I haven't been rested in ALMOST A YEAR. Can you believe I have been going through this no-breathing-no-sleeping-extreme-headaches-constant-fever for almost a year?

(Ray, that is your fault, btw, I won't hear any different)

So I've been going to the gym (all of two days) but for the first time in a long time I actually left the gym wanting to go again the next day. I know that seems odd, but for the longest time when I could actually get myself up to go all I wanted to do afterward was sleep for 3 days to recover, it was ridiculous.

I just feel good.

I can't imagine feeling better.

I know I say that a lot.

But to hell with it, I'm happy with myself, and my life, and whenever I get that way things get better. Which I can't seem to stop.

Now, on to the room redo...

I have decided to just forget pretending like I like color. Unless silver is a color,\ it's all about black and white. I guess that excludes eyeshadow (Paint me a rainbow), and some clothes (every once in awhile black tank tops like to have friends)

So the teal has gone away. And it is being replaced. I'll post pictures soon.

I know I should listen to my sister whole heartedly when she tells me what to do to my room. She tells me, "imagine you are about to watch someone put on makeup, with your makeup tray"... but dammit, I don't want the sticks by my chandelier painting.

R

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