I began scrapbooking a bunch of Denmark stuff today.
Oddly it was not the pictures or the tickets or tour books which got to me.
It was a series of homemade postsecrets sent to me over the course of my time there that left me crying and messy on the floor.
Coworker on phone talking to source: So I can say you said it was a competency issue? I can say that?
*indistinct noises of source replying*
CW: *laughs* I usually don’t get people to say stuff like this unless they’re drunk.
Just overheard my editor: “Tell her to go straight to the house. Screw the spokesperson.”
I don’t know if anyone else likes my cats as much as I do, but dammit, I’m posting more pictures anyway!
I caught them both after waking up from a nap. Monster is sitting on my half-finished crossword and Zim looks like he sounds in the morning as he whines for me to pet him and I run around frantically, because I have, yet again, overslept my alarm.
Well I have misplaced my paper with measurements from last week, but I need to put these pictures up before I lose my nerve. Based off the few comments from last week, I am posting bikini pics.
As a caveat, I had just gotten out of the shower and look so tired because I just moved up a level in pole and was the only one in class today, so I had the undivided attention of the teacher, which meant I got my ass kicked.
Also, I know that this is not big to some. However, I am 20 pounds heavier than I was one year ago. That is not good. I would like to be more energetic and fit into my old clothes.
I will update Tuesday with last and this week’s measurements if you’re interested.
Week 1
148.1 pounds
Bust – 38
Arm – 11
Thigh – 24
Waist – 30
Butt – 42
Week 2
147.2 pounds
Bust – 38
Arm – 12
Thigh – 24 1/4
Waist – 29 3/4
Butt – 42
I was driving behind a truck today that had a huge white paper taped to the back of his truck. Intrigued, I sped up a little and was very amused to find bumper stickers saying:
9-11 was an inside job.
and
Where’s the birth certificate?
The big white paper ended up being a list of horrible things in the H1N1 vaccination and how the government is trying to kill you.
At least he’s bipartisan about his paranoia.
It’s a combination of business and laziness.
So I’m getting chubby. Chubby for me. I know it doesn’t come close to the weight problems some people are dealing with, but it’s frustrating to me.
I have started trying to keep track of my calories and exercise, with the theory that it will make me more aware of what I’m doing and thus change my habits accordingly. I’m starting out as is and hoping to improve. I am also planning on posting weekly pictures and weight and measurements updates. But then I couldn’t figure out what to wear that didn’t seem exhibitionist, but did show off the shape (yes, this is the girl who talked about her cats watching her have sex, I have weird boundaries).
Thoughts anyone? Are you even interested in this? If you are, pics or no, and in what? Bikini? Tank and swim bottoms? Tight tee and shorts? What to do?
And in a totally unrelated tangent, we had a spare week at the pole studio this month, so it was “Bring Your Man to Class.”
Can I say damn! I was impressed with Matt. Sadly my camera battery was dead, but he was the most willing to try things and even got a couple of the moves. It was super cool of him to come and try. And lest anyone dispute the awesome workout that is pole, three days later, he is still sore. 
So I am doing this photo theme thing with a few friends (technically, I’ve only met one of them in real life but they all seem nice, so for purposes of simplicity, let’s group them together as my friends). It takes place on flickr, and we rotate picking a theme. Then each member of the group posts a photo of their interpretation of the theme.
If you care to see my photos you can keep checking my flickr. Some results I like more than others, but this one entertained me so much that I had to post them. The theme was “grow up.” I thought of a photo of me playing dress up, but I’m always doing that. Thus it led to me dressing up my cats, fitting the theme in two ways: 1) I need to grow up and stop dressing up my cats; and 2) the image of a little kid playing dress up, wanting to grow up.
Unfortunately due to the… uncooperative subjects I didn’t get as good of photos as I would have liked. And Matt said he refused to help me in my crazy cat ladery. He walked out into the living room to me trying to afix a crown to the cat and told me I was easily amused. Then again this crown is part of his Halloween costume as a fairy princess. So you make the call as to who’s crazier.
They’re having some free communication weekend where you can email all the people on their site for one whole weekend! The commercial is all like “What if your soulmate is out there? Well now you can talk to them for free!”
Well you know what, eHarmony? If the only thing separating someone from their soulmate is your desire to make money off human loneliness then you are all huge bastards.
