Happy Enough to Scream

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"Poor" Spot is hiding under my bed. Sulking and feeling sorry for himself. Serves him right. The little gutter-snipe was up on the kitchen counter ... gnawing on a thawing piece of stewing beef. That earned him a sore bum. Little brat. He's really losing his manners since living here.

I was very happy to discover this morning that I've lost two pounds. Thank you; thank you. Of course, it took a bit of time to figure this out. Between my not wearing my glasses, and the cat trying to "catch" the pointer as it moved, well, let's just say that I obviously work for all the weight I lose.

I was so happy, actually, that I texted a message to Jade at work. This is highly unusual as I don't text people. I think it's stupid and takes longer to type three words than it does to dial the number, say the words, exchange some small talk, and hang up again. However, in this case, I felt that it was worth the effort as Jade is frequently too busy now to answer his phone and reading a message takes less time to read than it does to call up the service and listen to it. Besides that, he doesn't have to worry about volume either.

Got a free copy of a magazine delivered to me. Chocolat. Apparently, it's a gift subscription from Canada Post because I used their change of address service. I wish they'd chosen a magazine that was more local. Just what I needed - a magazine full of more Toronto wares. Whoopee.

Hmm ... Buffy's theme song (long version) makes good work out music ...

I wish Jill would hurry and show up. She's not helping my stress any, although it's probably my stress that's keeping her away. It's a vicious circle.

I've got a big pamphlet of Family tree info to enter into my tree now. It's a pain to flip from screen to scree, but I'm reluctant to ask Jade to print it for me. It's over 50 pages long. Still, it might be nice to have a hard copy of it just in case my computer crashes again. I've been having a lot of problems with my "engine executable". I don't know if this is a computer problem, a trojan/virus, or what. It started to show up during my D&D game in a specific location, but now it's happening outside of the game when I'm just surfing online. Freakin' annoying. What the dickens is it? I'm afraid to ask a tech. I don't have the cash to spare right now. I've got a dentist appointment coming up. Ugh.

Right after that is my appointment with the specialist. Which apparently had nothing to do with my ultrasound appointment. Ultrasound came out clean, so we have NO clue what's going on. Well, clean isn't entirely correct. They found a "mass" on my liver, but it's possible that I was born with it and if it's not doing anything, then they don't want to fuss with it. I want to know what their definition of "mass" is! My doctor then said that maybe it's just "me" to be passing white blood cells like this. (This means he's running out of tests. Bet I have to pee in another cup before he gives up completely.) This conclusion is also stupid, as it's not something that's been noticed before. Certainly, it wasn't picked up during the original physical that they made me take. *sigh* Maybe it's time to change doctors again? Hard to find one that lacks "quack" though.

I need to get my filing done ... it's amazing how quickly it piles up. Better get that over with now, I guess. I have the time.

Sweet Dreams!

PS. A little music for your enjoyment.
Sung by Old Dogs - Waylon Jennings, Mel Tillis, Bobby Bare, Jerry Reed (Snowman, from Smokey & the Bandit)
(I love country!)

So you're taking better care of your body,
becoming more aware of your body,
responding to your body's needs,
everything you hear and read
about diets, nutrition,
and sleeping position,
and detoxifying the system
and buying machines that they advertise
to help you exercise,
herbs to revitalize
you if you're traumatized,
soaps that will sanitize,
sprays to deodorize,
liquids to neutralize
acids and pesticides,
free weights to maximize
your strength and muscle size,
shots that will immunize,
pills to reenergize
you but remember -
that for all your pain and gain,
eventually,
the story ends the same.

So ... you can quit smoking
but you're still gonna die,
cut out coking
but you're still gonna die
Eliminate everything fatty or fried,
and you get real healthy
but you're still gonna die

Stop drinking booze
and you're still gonna die,
stay away from Kool’s
and, son, you're still gonna die
You can cut out coffee
and never get high
but you're still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die

C: You're still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die,
still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die

You can even give aerobics one more try
but when the music is over
you're still gonna die

Put seat belts in your car
you're still gonna die,
cut nicotine and tar
you're still gonna die
You can exercise that cellulite off of your thigh,
get slimmer and trimmer but your still gonna die
Stop kissing and tell
your still gonna die,
you can eat a lot of oat bran
but you're still gonna die.
You can search for UFO’s up in the sky,
they might fly you to Mars, where you'r still gonna die

C: You're still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die,
still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die

And all the Reeboks and Nikes and Diggers you buy,
you can jog up to heaven and you're still gonna die.

Drink Ginseng tonic,
you're still gonna die,
try high colonics
you're still gonna die
You can have yourself frozen,
suspended in time,
but when they do thaw you out
you're still gonna die
You can have safe sex
you're still gonna die,
you can switch to Crest
but you're still gonna die

You can get rid of stress,
get a lot of rest,
get an aids test,
enroll in Estes
Move out west
where it’s sunny and dry,
and you’ll live to be a hundred
but you're still gonna die

C: You're still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die,
still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die

So you better have some fun
before you say bye-bye
Cause you're still gonna, still gonna, still gonna still gonna, Still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die!

(pasted from song lyrics.com - with some editing)