silver4's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- working out so i want to lose weight but i haven't the motivation. i haven't started anything. well, i've been doing weights again a little. i'm sitting on my ass watching buff brides, ladies who are working out to get in shape for their weddings, fit the dresses as desired. i mean... if i sit here watching it on tv, does that count? i'm actually not in a bad place physically; i always say i want to lose 20 lbs but i'd be fine with 10. if i lost 20 i'd probably lose the good stuff (the boobs and the ass) my problem is that although i'm down to exercise, i'm not down to cut out my java chip frappucinos, beer, vodka crans, margaritas... basically coffee and alcohol. i mean... it's balanced out with dancing a bit. sadly i'm not partying like i did in sf anymore, with weekly rounds dancing at the clubs, so i have to make do with real cardio. blah blah blah. i haven't really eaten yet today. i suppose i'll go to starbucks now. oh, that older dr called me yesterday morning, right when i was getting busy with M. we started playing and then my phone rang and he was like do you want to check it? and i was like ugh fine. i looked and saw the area code but didn't recognize the number, and it went to voicemail. we waited for it to ding for the message, then i started listening, and i recognized his voice and stopped the message and started laughing. M was like wtf who is that, i hear a man's voice. and i told him who it was and he was like omg play the message!! but i said no, because it would be a turn-off, so we'd wait until later. so we hooked up, then i played it on speaker phone. dr didn't say much, he's supposed to give me contact info for a dr he knows out here in vegas who i could possibly talk to about finding a spot to work. which doesn't matter any time soon because i STILL haven't gotten my damn scores back. i'm sitting around with all the forms i need, waiting for this one last damn thing so i could submit for the license. what a fuckin waste of days. ok coffee time. then possibly a margarita. and later a beer. 12:51 p.m. - 2010-06-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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