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28th August, 2008. 3:34 am. Four Brief Reports
Neither George nor Beaker have intestinal parasites. I had them tested awhile back and just got the results. Not that anyone expected them to have intestinal parasites, but it's good to know.
Packing is outrageously shitty. For serious. The end is near, though, I just can't see it.
Someone (my thesis supervisor / writing mentor) said (wrote) this to me today and I found it pretty fucking inspirational: This torch from failing hands...light up the world, man. Isn't that nice? It's nice, you fucking degenerates.
In less than four days, I'll be living in Toronto.
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100pluswl
[ hapadoll ] |
28th August, 2008. 11:13 am. deception at it's best.
Not entirely sure if I am alone in this but, working out leaves me abit delusional. When I have my arm days, they feel somewhat lean and muscular than they really are. After I finish a brutal abs rep, I feel like my stomach is wash board flat when really, it is still globby and just sore. Is it my mind playing tricks with me?
The update to the spinning problem for those who remember, I purchased a gel seat for $20 and while it is not painless now, it is not as painful as it was. I am able to sit the next day and not wish for an inflatable tube to sit on.
Woopie! I love spinning, more intervals than fat burning sessions because, times just flies by.
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bunnyowners
[ salami_salome ] |
27th August, 2008. 10:10 pm. introduction
Hello, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) bunnyowners! I am pleased and proud to join your ranks. Here are gratuitous pictures of my new wuv, Moe Moe. He's a four year old neutered male Holland Lop; I adopted him last Friday from the local animal shelter. Sad how the cats and dogs are really the stars there and the bunnies get overlooked.
( Meet Moe Moe! )
Moe Moe is my first mammal (my other pet is a betta fish) and so of course I am fretting and doting over his every move. The internet is full of such doom: Sore hocks! Diarrhea! Spinal injury! Splay legs! G.I. stasis! It's a good thing sticking one's nose into the spot between bunny ears has a calming effect. I have spent most of this week on the floor, and am well on my way to becoming a Crazy Rabbit Lady.
At the moment I have Moe Moe housed in a dog crate for medium-sized dogs. I'd like to make a NIC cube cage when I have time but I had to rush to adopt him as he was about to be euthanized. I had to choose from what was immediately available at the pet supply store. He seems comfortable. He's doing quite well so far with his litter training, so as soon as I get my wires all covered up I'd like to let him run around. I've let him out into one of those folding exercise pens while I'm cleaning up his cage, but the boy is such a lovebun; he'd rather snuggle than run about. I can't get near his enclosure without him presenting his forehead for groomings, and tonight the tip of my nose is damp, as I have just received my first bunny kisses.
Does anyone else find their bun-bun is just sorta "enh" about hay? I'm giving him plenty of Oxbow timothy hay, and he nibbles on it, but doesn't go nuts the way he does over fresh veggies. (He's hysterical with a carrot: CRONCH MONCH SCHNORFFLE OM NOM CRONCH) I've heard good things about Bunny Basics second cut, that it's fresher and yummier than most, so we might give that a try. He's pretty indifferent to his pellets as well, but I figure that's ok so long as he gets enough hay and fresh veg. I've been rewarding his trips to the litterbox with a raisin.
Another funny thing I've noticed about my bun-love is that he seems to slip around a bit when he's on smooth surfaces. When he ventures off his towel onto the hardwood floor, his front paws keep sliding forward. Should I be worried? I mean, you know. More than usual. =)
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100pluswl
[ likelovex ] |
27th August, 2008. 8:45 pm.
Today wasn't easy. I worked 8-5 at Dunkin Donuts. I was around while 3 shifts came and left, each complaining about the last and blaming me. I ate two croissants and like, thirty hash browns. I drank two coffees! Coconut mocha extra extra. I know better.
I lost like forty pounds in the past few months. I made the rule when I started the job I wouldn't eat while I was there and I stuck to it for the first two months. But munchkins are everywhere, and so easy to just grab as you go, ya know? And breaks are boring and Im there through breakfast lunch and sometimes an early dinner. I can't starve myself, I know better than that too. But I can't really afford to buy fruits and stuff to bring with me right now either.
A few minutes ago, I was thinking how I wasn't hungry and I ate enough already today. But I just practically inhaled three slices of pizza. I need to stop doing this to myself.
I'm just not having such a great day. I need to get back on track. I was doing so well, I can't give up now. Ugg. I fear the scale.
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