Pull my shirt off and pray
Lots of stuff going on since my birthday. There was spooky Halloween fun at Matt's house. I dressed up as the Grim Reaper, and realized two things: long black robes are beastly hot, and dressing as the Grim Reaper is not really conducive to start conversations with strangers. I did manage it, however, and took several breaks on the porch to cool off. Bloodfeast was the night after. I ran into Fred and Cailie, and a mutual friend of theirs. Lisa was also there acting as Muse for a painter. The music was much less Goth friendly than I thought, but Thriller was enough to get me tearing up the floor.
Hurricane Sandy happened. I scoffed a bit when they gave us the day off from work. I wasn't scoffing when the wind blew siding from the roof into the yard. One piece fell and smashed our neighbor's rear window in. Then the pictures came from NJ and NY, and I was profoundly glad for our "near miss". I spent a little time outside in the wind and rain. Water stinging my face, blown sideways, blasts of wind pushed me around on the street. C'mon, how could I resist running around in a storm?
I braved the firespinning world again for a drink themed costume party. I can't believe my friends haven't done this before! I had a very good evening, bouncy and chatting until later in the night. Some of the social awkwardness returned, but I suspect that might have something to do with drinking too much. It is worth experimenting with cutting myself off afte a certain hour, or just waiting for an hour, to see if my mood still turns. Experiments are fun. Saturday I took an odd-ball list to a small tournament and took 2nd place. I missed first by two points, and the winner gave a bit that I needed for one of my models, so that was a satisfactory second place prize. I'm having a lot of fun with the more unconventional lists, but then again these are very small ponds I'm swimming in.
During my Tarot reading with Sara, the Death card came up in my immediate influence section. I very rarely get this card, the last time I did was before my trip to San Francisco and my epiphany there. Could I be on the verge of one again? The next few weeks should be interesting. A friend introduced me to a charming lass at the bar, who I talked to for a while and caught up with at the end of the night. Even more exciting than that was seeing a very old friend and one of my long time confidants come out of hiding. That really made my night!
My doctor appointments are shifting back to a monthly checkup. I feel very solid and at peace right now. There are little things I could fix, like going to the gym more, but there's always something. It's possible that I don't feel as drive to go to the gym because I feel so much better about myself that a few more pounds and less definition wouldn't phase me. I'm sure I'll start singing a different tune once that starts to happen. I think the key now is setting a goal that inspires me to keep working out, and get back that post-workout high. Goals are fun.
Hurricane Sandy happened. I scoffed a bit when they gave us the day off from work. I wasn't scoffing when the wind blew siding from the roof into the yard. One piece fell and smashed our neighbor's rear window in. Then the pictures came from NJ and NY, and I was profoundly glad for our "near miss". I spent a little time outside in the wind and rain. Water stinging my face, blown sideways, blasts of wind pushed me around on the street. C'mon, how could I resist running around in a storm?
I braved the firespinning world again for a drink themed costume party. I can't believe my friends haven't done this before! I had a very good evening, bouncy and chatting until later in the night. Some of the social awkwardness returned, but I suspect that might have something to do with drinking too much. It is worth experimenting with cutting myself off afte a certain hour, or just waiting for an hour, to see if my mood still turns. Experiments are fun. Saturday I took an odd-ball list to a small tournament and took 2nd place. I missed first by two points, and the winner gave a bit that I needed for one of my models, so that was a satisfactory second place prize. I'm having a lot of fun with the more unconventional lists, but then again these are very small ponds I'm swimming in.
During my Tarot reading with Sara, the Death card came up in my immediate influence section. I very rarely get this card, the last time I did was before my trip to San Francisco and my epiphany there. Could I be on the verge of one again? The next few weeks should be interesting. A friend introduced me to a charming lass at the bar, who I talked to for a while and caught up with at the end of the night. Even more exciting than that was seeing a very old friend and one of my long time confidants come out of hiding. That really made my night!
My doctor appointments are shifting back to a monthly checkup. I feel very solid and at peace right now. There are little things I could fix, like going to the gym more, but there's always something. It's possible that I don't feel as drive to go to the gym because I feel so much better about myself that a few more pounds and less definition wouldn't phase me. I'm sure I'll start singing a different tune once that starts to happen. I think the key now is setting a goal that inspires me to keep working out, and get back that post-workout high. Goals are fun.