Well, I got up around 6 am after a fairly restless night.
I’m not sure why I couldn’t sleep.    I was fairly exhausted when I got out of the shower.

The day before was kind of irritable. I hadn’t made some progress on this game despite my brother’s and mine best efforts. My brother has also been in a strange mood for the past week.    He keeps repeating everything over and over.    He also tries to explain things that I already know or probably know better than he does.  I’m not sure why I find that irritable, but I do.  He’s usually not like that.

Anyway, 6 am…  I had two big bowls of Wheaties with cashew milk.   Why that much?  Cause I know that if I didn’t eat it then, I’d probably eat way to much this evening.   By eating to much in the morning, I try to balance it out.  —   Don’t ask.   My anorexic reasoning is flawed, but that’s all I got.

I was lucky to have cashew milk.  I’m not lactose intolerant, but regular milk tends to play havoc with the hot flashes if I have to much.    I did not want to deal with hot flashes today.

After Wheaties, I played on Gems of War (GoW) for a little bit.   Burned all of my tower sigils and did the first couple of steps of the new kingdom that came out today (Sins).

Felt tired again.   Took a nap.   Woke about an hour later and played with some games on the phone.  —  Isn’t life grand when there aren’t students snipping at the heels?

I strongly considered sneaking out of the house before mom got up.   By sneaking out, I mean leaving to go to the gym without her knowing.   I’ve kind of made that a habit, but I was trying to plan my day a bit so I didn’t return home to early and left the house around nine while she and her husband where having breakfast.

Went to the gym for my (some how) traditional bout of cardio.     One hour on the elliptical going forward.  One hour going backwards.   One hour going forwards again. I was feeling pretty proud of myself.    The probably highly inaccurate heart monitor didn’t dip below 150 the entire time except for the five minute cool down periods between each hour.

After, I usually do an hour or two on the treadmill to cool down and reengage my thoughts.  But, I only did half an hour today.    The episode of Supernatural was really kind of boring.   Of course, it’d be boring since I’ve pretty much watched every episode in the first eight seasons multiple times on the back of said elliptical or other piece of equipment.

– I did do my very best to watch something else that might be more ‘educational’ or something that other people may find interesting.

Kelly and Ryan —
To lame.  It’s an entire show about fluff and fluffity fluff.

CNN
Trump is a demon.  Hawaii is flooding.  Senator McCain is going off his cancer meds.

Fox and Friends
Less lame than Kelly and Ryan, but still pretty lame.

TNT
I like “The List” and “Right this Minute.”
There’s actually some pretty interesting stuff up there sometimes, but it’s nothing I would really buy.

Seinfeld
No idea why this had (has?) a cult following.   It’s not for me.

King of Queens
–  Serviceable.   I don’t really find it funny, but it holds my interest.

Friends
Again, another show I don’t understand how it got to be popular, but I like watching the personalities interact with each other.    I guess it’s a psychological thing.    I also can’t believe how stupid they all are.

Drop the Mic and Married with Children used to be on, but I guess the TV season changed.  Those are good shows.

Anyway, left the gym and headed downtown.
It was a great day to be outside.    It was nice and cloudy.    There was a great breeze.    It felt like it was going to rain any second, but it didn’t.   It was just – nice.

I walked aimlessly around for a good solid hour and a half.
Okay, well, maybe not aimlessly.  I’m on a part of that aforementioned game that requires quite a bit of walking.    I wanted to get at least half way through it — which I didn’t.   I think I got a fourth of the way, but that’s better than nothing, right?  I do know I put at least 10km on the Nike’s today.   I was pretty happy about that.

Around three, I started to get to be pretty hungry.     First thought was to spoil myself and get some low fat yogurt from Orange Leaf.  For $3.20, I can have a small cup and fill it as much as I can without it falling over.  This is something that I pretend I’ll get for myself if I’m “good” at eating and exercising.   So, I virtually never treat myself.

But, I really didn’t have the chance to temp myself since Orange Leaf was closed for some odd reason.  That didn’t help my hunger, which had started to become pretty demanding.  So, I went over to the place next door – Subway.

There, I had a six inch breakfast sub –   9 grain bread, egg white, ham, — toasted.  Which is great, but then the girl added my veggies — tomato,  spinach, lettuce, green pepper, with a bit of BBQ.    While the sub was warm, the green peppers where practically artic – which ruined the sub for the most part.   But, I was hungry and down the hatch it went.

I became deadly thirsty.
Instead of getting a drink at Subway or even a combo when I ordered, I pre-planned to walk the couple of blocks to McDonald’s and get a $1 drink — light Minute Maid lemonade.   (Been trying to cut back on soda.)

While I was sitting at the table and minding my own business, this cute African American child — probably no more than two — started tugging on my arm.   Before I could move or even look at him, his mom (sister?) pulled him away and apologized profusely.  The child didn’t bother me at all.   Actually, I kind of welcomed the contact, but the woman apologized again as she rushed out the door with Happy Meal and child in hand.

I couldn’t help but wonder what the woman thought I was going to do.   Steal the child?  Call the cops?   Cuss her out?  I mean, what?    It was almost as if she was a little afraid of me.

About five minutes after, McDonalds became infested with middle school kids.  Screaming.  Cussing.  Laughing.   Sucking down chicken nuggets like there was no tomorrow.  The woman who was working on her laptop a few tables away from me hastily got up and left.

Since I’m a people watcher, I sipped my lemonade and watched as a couple of boys were trying to impress a girl with short brown hair.    She curled up in a chair – shoes on the furniture – watching them behind the flap of the nugget container.  Some more middle schoolers came in, just as loud and rambunctious, so refilled and left.

I didn’t like the noise.
It also occurred to me that most of the children where boys, tall for their age, and thin.  They wore various sport team and athletic logos, which I guess is ‘the style.’    They where also mostly white.

Maybe the African American mom thought I was going to start screaming like the boys…. ?    Too complicated.    I’ll have to think on it.

Released, I headed towards the library and the dead man’s house.  It started to rain a little bit and nearing five.    I decided to head back to the truck and had one last stop to make.

Enter Wal-Mart.
Mom said I had some meds to pick up — – which I didn’t.    That’s pretty strange.   She’s never made a mistake like that before, but whatever.   Mistakes happen.    While I was there, I picked up three pounds of gala apples, some Artic Zero, egg whites, Propel Zero and yogurt.  Total – $35.68.

While waiting in line, the lady behind me strikes up a conversation about Artic Zero.   I showed her the label and she goes on to tell me about how she’s watching carbs and currently addicted to fruit salads.  The conversation made the anorexic in me a little uneasy, but I welcome the chance to talk to strangers — for some reason.   We had a pleasant conversation about calories and food ingredients while the cashier tried to fix an overcharge on some roach bombs that the lady in front of me was buying.

Came home.   Mom had already retired for the night.    I put my stuff away.   Had a bowl of Wheaties, which effectively finished the box and the cashew milk.  Went to my room and have allowed myself to start to feel tired.

Here’s to hoping I’ll sleep through the night without waking.
–  I kind of doubt it, but I hold the hope anyway.    My legs and shoulders feel pretty weary.

I’ve been trying to get back into the habit of writing more.
Actually, some half thought starters have been occurring to me.     Maybe it’s time I finally write that book?

Anyway, it’s after 9pm now.
I think I’m going to wrap it up for the day in a bit.

– Peace.