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I haven’t worked out in FOREVER. And so, I decided to do a Jillian DVD. Yep, she is a bitch. I did it all but man, oh man, am I out of shape. Amazing how much difference a year can make.  I haven’t worked out consistently in a year.  And I decided that I needed to. If I’m going to encourage friends to work out and get into shape, I decided that I didn’t want to be a hypocrite. Plus, I am a firm believer in visualizing something in order to help make it come true. I want certain things in my life, and while I’m making strides to make them come true intellectually and financially, I need to do something physically as well.  I’m going to school to help the former so I decided it was time to work on the latter.

Well, let me tell you, I am not in shape at all.  However, I did the work out. All of it.  And I feel great about it actually. I won’t lie, it wasn’t easy, and I wanted to quit. But I didn’t.  I feel like I can’t go to the gym until I get into a little bit better shape. Yes, I know that this doesn’t make sense, but that is the way I feel about it. So, I work out at home. And I can say that now.  It feels really good actually.

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I’m pretty much a Gone With the Wind fanatic.  I saw the  movie for the first time when I was 9 years old and I’ve been fascinated by it ever since.  I WANTED to be Scarlett, even though she was a bitch. I didn’t care. And then when I realized that the movie came from a book (my mother has a first edition that I must get when I’m up there next) I read it as fast as I could. Several times.  I’ve read the sequel as well as other fan fics books. Here’s just one shelf in my apartment. I’ve many other GWTW paraphernalia.

I have other posters hanging throughout my apartment and I’ve visited as many GWTW tourist attractions in Atlanta that I’ve been able to.

I am participating in a reading challenge and one of the tasks is to read a book that is fan fiction (google it) and that it had to be on a movie or tv show. Well, Miss Scarlett, that’s an activity right up your alley.

Except that the person who has final say on your book choice said that no, because GWTW the movie was inspired by GWTW the book that it didn’t count. Seriously? In that case, most everything on tv comes from writing. Because they have to write the script.  Yea, yea, I get what she means.

I just think it’s stupid. And now I’m bummed because I have to read something else that most likely won’t interest me.

Unless the script book for the first season of the West Wing counts.

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Think Maroone 5 song.  If I was technologically savvy I would insert a music clip here. But I’m not, so you’ll have to just use your imagination.  I’ve been looking forward to this three-day weekend for awhile since I have so much to do in my apartment that I don’t even know where to begin.  Several friends gave me some really good advice on beginning so I’ll just start and see where that leads.

In weight related news, I maintained this week. I won’t lie, that was disappointing, however, I’m going to be positive and say that at least I didn’t gain. Because that’s true, I would have felt much worse had I gained. I’ve been discussing getting back to exercise and making the decision to be like Nike and Just Do It. (which by the way, has to be the most overused, ad-cliche that I’ve heard. And yet, here I am using it).   I plan on going to through the kitchen and getting some grocery shopping done as well as planning the menus for the week. That means bulk cooking. I love days like this where I just stay in but get lots done.

I also look forward to being distracted. I won’t get into details on what that means, but rest assured it’s a positive thing.  I like being surprised, by others and myself, if it’s a positive surprise.  I’ve experienced a couple of them and I’m just enjoying where it’s going.  I would change certain things if I could, but then I bet that I wouldn’t be where I was if those challenges weren’t in front of me. I know I’m being very cryptic, but that’s the way it’s going to have to be for now.  A handful of my friends IRL know what I’m talking about and even they are forcing me to be cautious. Of course, that brick wall that I have built helps with that. Do you ever think that something doesn’t exist and you’ve made peace with that? And then, when you least expect it, it shows up?  I’m sure you would meet it with a reasonable amount of cynicism and doubt. At what point, do you start to believe?  That’s my quandary.

In reading news, I’m finally almost finished with the book, Little Bitty Lies by Mary Kay Andrews. Meh, it’s ok. It isn’t bad enough for me to put it down, but I’m not rushing through it.  I’m really just finished it because I’m OCD that way and I can’t wait, (repeat with emphasis) can’t wait to read The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest by Steig Larsson. (I’m sure I spelled that wrong).

What’s going on with you?

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It’s baseball season and I don’t get to watch the Red Sox as much as I’d like to since I live in South Florida. But yea, they are on tonight, so I’ll be skipping my regularly scheduled programming and watching them right after I wash my hair.

Have you ever noticed how things get thrown at you like curve balls.  The pitcher lets go of the pitch and it looks like it’s going to go straight down the middle but then it just curves with no rhyme or reason.  You are walking down the path of life, with everything planned out (as I listen to Barry Manilow) and you like your structure and your schedule. And your solitude. But deep down, you think, maybe…but then you remember the past and think, oh hell’s no. I’m happy with my life the way it is. With no uncertainty. I’ve got the next 15 years or so planned out.  And you are used to relying on yourself.

And then you get that curve ball thrown at you.  And you aren’t sure where it came from, right? Because you were so focused on the bat and your stance, that shit, that ball just turned when you weren’t even expecting it. And when that happens, you usually strike out. But sometimes, just sometimes, you get lucky and you hit the damn ball out of the park.  That’s how I feel right now.

It can be really scary right before the bat connects with the ball, but when it does you think wow! Maybe it’ll be a double, and then, there’s that moment, of sheer exhilaration that you realize, it gone.   I bet that there were a bunch of times that you stuck out when you went for it. The curve ball that is.  And those long walks back to the bench seem to last like an eternity. But sure enough, as long as there are nine innings in the game, you get another at bat.  Usually, you strike out. But sometimes, just sometimes, you get lucky, and the moment is right and you swing and the ball goes over the fence.  You remember the strike outs in that moment that you are trotting across the bases, but they hurt less, they seem distant and in that moment you only remember the euphoria that you feel as you cross home plate.

Ok, well, that was a little dramatic I suppose, but I wanted to use baseball in some way.  I’m just riding the wave. And I’m going to watch my Sox.

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So, I’m trying this mobile blogging app and hope I don’t make too many grammatical or spelling errors. I’m sitting at work, just waiting to be called for something, which is fine. I like my job (this phone keyboard, grr, not so much). Anyway, it’s Monday and for some reason I’ve got the song, Monday, Monday in my mind. It seems that I’m so vain, I think all of these songs are about me. (shameless intended pinninserted here). I always have music running through my brain for some reason as if there was a soundtrack to my life. I could do a compilation and sell it on iTunes I suppose.

Well, having gotten that out of the way. I’m actually in a good mood today. I want to have some deep and meaningful reason, but the simple truth is I’m in a good mood due to my having caught the attention of a certain someone. Not one to ever put the cart before the horse, that’s all I’m going to say about that.

Well, that and the fact that I’m tired of typing on this phone.

Oh, and yea, the Weight Watcher thing is going well. (let’s not discuss the fact that I just accidently typed thong three times). I’m down again this week an I’m starting to exercise again. You do remember the part about me being vain, right?

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So, now I know how the people who didn’t watch The Sopranos or Sex and the City felt when those episodes ended. Really, I do. Because I could give a rat’s ass about Lost and I’m so sick of hearing about it that I can’t wait for it to be over tonight.  I watched the two aforementioned television shows so during their final run, I was glad of all of the coverage. Even attended a viewing party for one of them.  This realization does make me feel like somewhat of a hypocrite, but I’m ok with that.

It’s Sunday and while I accomplished very little when it comes to chores and shit I have to do around the house, I’m going to get dressed soon and go to my friends house to have lunch either via boat or by the pool.  Because, I always feel that chores etc will always be there.  I won’t be wishing at the end of my life that I spent more time cleaning the house or doing laundry. I’m going to wish that I had more time with my friends and my family, so that’s what I’m going to do.  We have enough underwear to another couple of days.

What chores do you hate?

I’m still reading the pathetically easy and fluffy Little Bitty Lies by Mary Kay Andrews.  I keep trying to spend some time finishing it, but I wind up doing other things.  LIke chatting online with someone until almost midnight, two nights in a row.  There will be no more details on that, however.

I just realized I didn’t shave my legs last night. Oh well, it isn’t like my friends haven’t seen me with a little stubble 🙂

I also, must, must find some time to read those two cases and write briefs for them. It’s due on Tuesday. Gah! I am the Queen of Procrastination.

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I usually write a blog post and publish without reading it. This is just a venue for my thoughts and I don’t really need to proof it, or make sure it flows seamlessly, do I? Or do I?  I guess that would depend on the goal of this blog. If it’s just to entertain (for me and the three of you who read it) then, no, I don’t need to have to take care. But if I’m hoping to be a serious writer, then maybe I should.  But it always seems that I don’t have those smooth, transitioning paragraphs that I read about.  I wouldn’t consider my prose flowery either.  It’s kind of like me, blunt and to the point.  And well, isn’t that the point after all. A blog that expresses who I am, in all of my ADD glory.  (Disclaimer: I don’t have ADD, I’m not making fun of people who do, I’m making fun of me)

The other thing I realized I do, that may or may not be wrong, is that I don’t necessarily stick to the subject line. I suppose I could quote that 50’s song, It’s my Blog and I’ll cry if I want to, or something like that.

Wait, what was my point? I got distracted.

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