Holy hell, I am incredibly tired again tonight.  I literally did not have a spare moment today; I got through my stationary bike this morning and thank god, because I definitely would not have taken care of it after class at 10 pm (as I am sometimes wont to do, being a night owl and all).  There’s been baby shower planning, frantic work, babysitting a sick kid (which included cleaning up vomit WHILE ALSO writing a paper about eco-linguistic theory for class tonight- my laptop really dodged a bullet today), three crisis phone calls from various friends (including a years-sober friend of mine who fell off the wagon last night- so, so, so incredibly upsetting, I can only imagine how she must feel) and also, I ate five (yeah, you heard me, FIVE) eggs today.  I don’t even know how it happened.  Tomorrow morning is the trip to Yakima and I am still wary, especially because my sister and I are fighting (sort of) and there is some truly unpleasant stuff going on with the creation of the website\staff issues that I have to take care of over there.  Normally, my business partner (who is also my total bestie) would go over with me to help soften the blow, but his mom has cancer and he is in San Francisco with her right now (totally thinking of you, Sochets!), spending some time with her while she is not especially fucked up from all the various chemical and mechanical treatments she’s getting.  She’s truly an incredible woman; cancer keeps trying to take her down- for the past NINE years she’s lived with it in her brain stem, hip, pancreas, lungs, spinal cord, and  meningeal fluid off and on- but she rises up every time and beats it back down.  She is eventually going to die of the disease, the doctors have told her a thousand times (and even in the two years I’ve known Noah, he’s flown down there to be at her supposed death bed at least seven or eight times), but she is fighting tooth and nail and has exceeded her previously predicted lifespan by nearly a decade.  She’s incredible, is something of a medical oddity, has had papers written about her and is generally prone to COMPLETELY BLOWING MY SOCKS OFF.  She’s so awesome.  

So, a dorky workout thing which embarrasses me to even record for posterity: I swear to god, watching musicals while on the stationary bike makes the time FLY by and I feel like I get a better workout.  I’m barely able to get past the grotesquely dweeby image of myself doing this- fat chick on a stationary bike with a crazy headband, sweating like mad, singing ‘And I Am Telling You I’m Not Going’- but I’ve been able really rock the shit out of the stationary bike lately.  I feel like it’s enhanced my workouts.  Weird, right?  I usually vary up my routine with the bike: sometimes I listen to workout mixes and just focus on the music and the exercise, sometimes I watch episodes of shows to keep track of time (I heart you, two episodes of Arrested Development- 46 minutes of stationary bike bliss), sometimes I read magazines, sometimes I split 30 minute sessions with pushups and weights and such.  But I swear, really belting out the showtunes enhances the workout like nothing else I’ve done.  Don’t judge me; it is unbelievable.  Who knew what strange magic ‘Luck Be a Lady Tonight’ could produce in combination with exercise equipment?

Anyhoo, very weird, not good eating day today.

Breakfast: nope

Lunch: 2 tomatoes, 2 eggs, 1\2 chicken breast, olives, goat cheese scramble

Dinner: 2 eggs on 1 slice sourdough with 2 slices sharp cheddar (ack! too much dairy)

snack at 11 pm: 1 egg, 1 slice wheat bread, 1 tomato, 1 tablespoon light mayo

Exercise: 1 mile on dog trail, 40 minutes on stationary bike

Song of the Day: ‘Heartbeats’ by The Knife

Daily awesome:  I needed a little silliness in my life today so I watched one of my favorite things: 46 seconds of perfect television.  If you haven’t seen Kathy Griffin threatening to knock the dicks out of a hecklers mouth on new years eve LIVE ON CNN (oh my god, I mean who hasn’t seen it, but it’s so sublimely perfect that you should watch it again), get ready for an extra super special treat.  Griffin is not normally my favorite, but here is where she really shines; it is the crassest, most old-school joke ever, but I’m a fan of her awesome vulgarity.