Eat four sugar-free pecan cookies and coolwhip an hour after eating a carbolicious pancake for lunch that had raspberries and more of the aforementioned coolwhip. You will get a sugar headache and find it difficult to concentrate for the next hour or so (no, these headaches make no sense. When I test my sugar, I’m […]
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OMG the goodness! I’m already concocting ways to make these more diabetic friendly. They will never be diabetic friendly, but at least I can make them *more* diabetic friendly, people….
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I wanna go! Rugby canceled tonight. They’re sending us home from work at noon. There’s seriously not a lot of snow out there. I lived in Chicago for four years, and the city didn’t stop for 4 inches, people. Oh well. Home at noon!
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It appears I’m just going to keep filling up my social calendar until I explode and can’t take it anymore. I realize I’m doing it to distract myself. It’s working, and keeping me focused on improvement instead of wallowing. But… but, well. In other news, I ate some pizza today at work. It was divine.
Got an official 1099 from Hartwell for my Year’s Best SF sale. That was quite nice, actually. Most short sales don’t send you 1099s. I honestly couldn’t remember if I’d made $75 or $100 for it. Yes, all you dewy-eyed young writers out there: making a Year’s Best Sale will net you an incredible $100!!
Scalzi has a great post up about writing and money. Everything he says here is basically stuff my roommates have been telling me. You know, they of my same age who have a house, two cars, no credit card debt, and IRAs. I wouldn’t take back any of the shit I did in my early
The roommates have been looking for a church here in Ohio, and though I figured it would be too liberal-hippie for them, I told them I was looking into the local Unitarian church just north of here. I figured it would get us all out of the house, and it would get me socializing at
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Went bowling with the not-boyfriend for a couple of hours. Good times were had. This morning, I awoke to find that, damn, my ass hurts. I didn’t expect bowling to result in a sore ass. Sore wrist, maybe, sore arm. Sore ass? It was totally innocent bowling, I promise!
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I’ll get there. Rugby’s rescheduled for Tuesday, as Dayton public transit sucks, and getting home from downtown at 10pm was near impossible. Rugby folks will help me set up a ride home for the Tuesday practice instead.
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