Crickets

I havn't written much of anything in a while. I can't blame it on Tetris DS, although I SHOULD. I'm not going to get any more games for any system: I've already got three DS games floating around because I figured I'd want to play with them instead of having the huge ordeal of trying to fish them out of a packed storage closet. Now, DS games are TINY. If I have any more I'm afraid I might lose one.

So far fitness-land is proving to be... ah... a little of this, a little of that. I havn't done anything magical, this, coming onto my 2nd week.

When I did Atkins, less than two weeks into it I was already 12 pounds lighter and I could certainly feel it. Clothes felt more loose, I felt "faster" when I move around... eventually I felt really weak. Weak? Yeah, when I was thinner I realized how much I use my weight as a pivot to get things done. I don't open doors so much as I swing off them and they just open. Moving an object? Just push against it at just the right place with your weight. Lifting? Yeah, that's sort of tough. But once it's up, you can use your weight as a counterbalance. See? Nothing to it. Without the extra weight, these weight-reliant techniques just don't work.

But, no, I still feel slow and "able to move mountains". So that's a negatory.

On the upside, I'm sleeping a whole lot better. Yesterday night was just a fluke, I just layed awake thinking about stuff, frankly, I shouldn't be thinking about. No, you don't get to know what it is. Not yet, anyway. But, overall, I wake up after an amazing 7.5 hours feeling refreshed and ready to go. THIS, boys and girls, pre-ops and post-ops, is GOLD. Just eat right, cut the sugar, cut the caffeine (if I, King of Killer Koffee, can do it, so can J00), cut the fast food and replace it with real food. And I've got steady energy so that when I DO get my ass kicked in the gym, at least I don't wimp out early. Oh, I still wimp out, but that's just because my muscles are weak and timid.

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I've had sushi 8 times in the last 2 weeks. It's healthy(-ish, heavy on the sodium but I drink more than enough water to compensate), it's not a compromised sandwich (hurr, I'll turn down that philly cheese steak on Italian asiago-cheese-encrusted bread for your 330 calorie half-a-chicken-breast and onions on cardboard), and it leaves a lovely flavor in my mouth.

Make a joke about me just wanting something fishy near my mouth and I'll make you watch Anus Magillicutty.

So, really, that's all that's going on right now. I swear. And that bit about not telling you yet? Well, it's only because I don't want to have my balls cut off. Ahhh... look, d00ders, the night before last I had a really frightening dream. Well, frightening and, frankly, kind of hot.

Ok ok ok

I've been feeling kind of submissive lately. At least I "think" it's submissive. I've never really felt this way before. To be more specific:

I want to perform services -- with all my effort -- for a harsh mistress who will push me to the limits and reward me well (very well) for doing so. I want to put 100% faith in someone that she will not let true harm come to me. I want her to call my shots and make me her toy.

There, specific enough for you? They say, or at least they say they say, that the pendulum swings both ways. If I've spent a lot of time just being of the "dominant" persuasion, is it conceivable that it's backing up and going the other way now? Odd, I suppose. I *am* a digital boy, after all, so it'd make sense that it'd be either-or, but never at the same time. A "xor", if you will.

(xor = Exclusive Or, plebian. Read a damn book.)

But right now I can't really think too much about that. I've got 3 weeks to go before The Fucks, as I am now affectionately referring to my mental state for a few months after I have sex with the realization that I can't have more anytime soon, go away. My feelings of health(ier) live have helped my libido slightly, even though it was pretty high to begin with. AND with spring having sprung, rising sap is threatening to push it beyond 3 weeks. So I must get it together.

Get it together.

Get it together.

Get it together.

Get it together.

And, wouldn't you know it, I FINALLY saw all of FLCL. Damnit.