BLAHS

I flossed my teeth twice today. That's a lifetime record for me- for one day. I'm not all that fond of flossing, which is why my gums are messed up. I have resolved to floss regularly and to work out at the gym several times a week.

I am on a mission to take control of my body and get back into shape. After five years of laziness and school I have a real need to get more active. I have come to the conclusion that I am not actually going to go out on my bike and ride around town, unless it's perfectly wonderful outside, even though I want to and I feel like an ass for not doing so. I also had to finally admit that I am not really into going out and hiking alone, or riding my bike alone, or walking down by the river alone, except under certain special conditions. Thus I and a few friends have pledged to meet each other at the gym, therefor making it more likely that we will go- if others are counting on it. So far I have gone several times and feel a lot better already, except for the cold I have acquired from my students. Which makes me lazy today.

I'm sitting on my couch listening to KWVA and wondering why my eyes are sore, my throat is sore, my brain hurts, and why Peter always plays music that sounds the same (He's such a charming fellow though, with good taste in garage-rock from the sixties). I would rather hear from another DJ today, but I am too lazy to choose my own music from the plethora of choices in vinyl, cd, and mp3s that I have available to me. The thought of choosing anything makes my brain hurt more.

And I have to go to a friend's party tonight. I hope I feel better by then. Last night, I came home at 9PM with a huge fever and a horrible feeling. I shuddered into bed after gulping down a veritable cornucopia of vitamins and herbal cold remedies and discovering I had a real, bona fide fever. I lay there shivering for a while, with about 15 pounds of blankets and a handkerchief at the ready, feeling like a small child and wondering where my "mommy" was to tend to my ails. Finally, after an hour of shivers, I fell off to sleep, pleased that the fever had broken and I could sleep uninterrupted for 12 hours before I had to get up for a dress fitting appointment.

Then, this morning after I got to the appointment, feeling much more human than last night and RIGHT on time, the fitter answered the door with a very confused look on her face, only to tell me that the appointment is NEXT week. Apparently my sister and she had cancelled the appointment without telling me. Rude. So I drove another twenty minutes home and puzzled about how to spend the remainder of my day.

Here it is- chilling on the computer. And it's so darn loverly outside with the sun up and the clouds making scarce, and the moon full and bloated and the lunal eclipse working itself into a fervor. But I have a headache and a swollen brain issue, and I don't feel like doing anything but drinking tea and letting my computer keep my lap warm.

Although I did take myself out to lunch/breakfast at Studio One in Eugene. That was a nice diversion. But I felt like a jerk for not riding my bike like all the other coolios.

Sigh.

March 5th marks the day that two different fellows who I once had the screaming hots for (back almost 20 years ago) were born. Both on the same day- and they were not related to each other. Both cutie boys with eyes that burn into me still. Both with first names that began with A. Both a month (almost) younger than I am. Both egotistical Pisces, with charming and pretentious selves. Oi how I dug them.

On the 9th is my little brother Chrissy's birthday number 31. Oi! I remember reading to him while he was in diapers, and teaching him how to write his name and count and stuff.

And then, on the 10th is the birthday of the ex-boyfriend who ditched me alone and with no home or friends in Boulder, Colorado so he could travel around the western United States with my best friend X. That one hurt. But I survived, and stayed for seven months and learned how to be alone and depressed without dying. And how to bus tables in roller skates. And how to survive on nothing and sell toothpicks on the mall to tourists, and how to forgive my best friend for being a jerk.

See how mushy my brain is today?

Ugh- I'd better sign off and do something like grade papers.

Cheers-
Holly