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So sounds like Oprah may have lost her diary.

*gulp*

I stopped keeping a diary when I was 13 when I found out that my dear old Dad was reading it for entertainment.  He would occasionally say very personal things from my diary to me that I didn’t recognize immediately because I was so naive.

Yet another day, yet another violation.

This blog comes as close to a diary that I can handle.  I would NEVER want anyone to read my personal thoughts and feelings.  Yet, I don’t mind putting them here… perhaps the anonymity is the most appealing part?

I’ve finally moved forward and starting cleaning my 500 sqft mess of a joint.  I’m feeling better about it each passing hour - I didn’t want to come home to a horrific mess again.  I’ve got Philly on Tuesday/Wednesday so I really didn’t want to deal with it like I did last week when I got back.

I decided to pass on the weekend’s Pride celebrations.  I felt that my apartment and my sanity needed my time more.  I went to a play on Friday night about an Asian man’s experience growing up gay in a very traditional part of California.  It had a few good parts, but I wanted to edit him down to a really great show. It made me again think of ways I could do something like that….

My Mother expressed her angst again on Friday night at being isolated in Korea and then yesterday I made the realtor take me over to see 4 homes.  Apparently that house I wasn’t too keen on - didn’t work out anyway (cash offer).  So I put in two more offers yesterday - one for a house I really liked and one for a house that was (in my humble opinion) overpriced.  So I guess we’ll see what happens….

Conflicted I am.  Wanting to run away to another place and start all over again - but also trying to see about settling down here.

I have not received the paperwork from ‘that woman’ for my licensure hours and I’m sure it’s been over two weeks.  She obviously picked it up from the post office because they’ll send it back if not picked up.  So she’s deliberately chose not to send it back.  So I will need to get my stuff together and resubmit things again with my receipt attached showing I tried my best to obtain the paperwork from her.  What a shady lady.  Obviously still horribly immersed in her craziness… oh well.  Let’s hope it doesn’t slow me down.

I’ll work on that once the smoke clears a bit.

So in the interim, I’ve gained .5 pounds from 2 weeks of on again off again lousy eating and absolutely NO exercise.  No worries, tomorrow I’m walking to the train station (2 miles), then train station to work (.5 miles) then work to physical therapy (.8 miles).  So that’ll be a nice little stretch for yours truly and a way to ease into the week.  I see they’ve got a gym at the Aloft hotel at Philly so I could use it - maybe just walk the treadmill for like 30 minutes or something just to ease my back after that lousy flight.

I’ve got to find a way to do this damn exercise.  Since I’ve been slacking I’ve been not doing well at all on my weight loss efforts.

Effort.

Gotta put in effort just like anything else - I guess.

Well tomorrow should be an exciting day…