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06.05.2002 I feel like time is doing nothing but speeding up on my sorry ass. The vacation that I spent so much time anxiously looking forward to is now beginning to take up a back seat in the furthest recesses of my mind. Work has been hectic, to say the least. I've spent the last three days pontificating the fact that I even bothered to show up. Oh yeah, that's right. 'Cause if I didn't, then I'd be like half of the other people I work with who don't give two shits about their jobs. (Having a decent work ethic can be brutal sometimes). In any case, I don't plan on quitting any time soon. I like the people I work with and I'm pretty sure they like me too. Jake and I are now seriously thinking about buying a house. Last night, we got in the car and went on a small scavenger hunt for "For Sale" signs just to get an idea of what's out there on the market. We found two potentials. One has a pool and a big back yard, and the other just has a big back yard. The only stipulation I have is that I want something with plenty of room for our future dog to play in, not too big, and is in a nice enough neighborhood. I don't want to be worried about getting carjacked while getting the groceries out of my trunk, y'know? Speaking of food generally, I went on a wacky diet this week because I thought I'd gained a couple of pounds back. It turns out it was a figment of my imagination because I've been checking ever since and I'm still steady at my lowest weight thus far. I decided to try the slim fast meal replacement bars this week and see where that gets me. Basically, that consists of one bar for breakfast, a fruit snack midmorning, another bar for lunch and some veggies (or nothing at all) and then a normal dinner. I feel good even if I haven't seen any results on the scale. I know it might sound insane, but I like the feeling of an empty stomach. ...and before anyone gets the vague impression to email me on this, no I am not suffering from anorexia. I love food and I can't even remember the last time I threw up. Having said that, it's time for me to veg out in front of my t.v. Although, first, I'll probably take a shower and wrap up the rest of the food that I made for dinner. It was polenta pizza with mushroom sauce and slices of vine tomatoes. *Zub zub*
Have a good night all.
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