Author: Polgara

Today my friend Allyson and I got up way too early and visited the striking WGA members at FOX Studios. Our friends at buffistas.org had collected money for gift bags for the picketers, which Allyson put together last night. We met up with our friend Kristen, one of the coordinators for her picketing area, and distributed half the bags at the back gate, and the other half at the front gate. One of the picketers at the back gate was Sarah Fain (below, right), formerly a writer for Angel, and now co-show-runner for Women’s Murder Club.

Afterwards, Allyson and I had brunch at Mel’s, my first time there in well over a month. I had the largest meal I’ve had all week, which isn’t saying much. Completely by accident, it appears I’ve been starving myself. I’ve started entering my daily food intake information at the Spark People website, which has helped me realize that no, I don’t take in nearly enough calories by living off of protein bars and low-fat cheese. In fact, yesterday I survived on a mere 531 calories–apparently my minimum goal should be 1270. ?! That’s not good. Thanks to the ham and cheese omelet with a side of bacon at Mel’s, today I’ve doubled yesterday’s calories, which doesn’t seem fair when now I’m craving Chinese food.

I swear, I have no idea how to eat anymore. I’ve completely lost my common sense when it comes to food. I need my own private chef.

Today was my virtual Friday, because tomorrow is my off-Friday–woot! Almost forgot to update today, and man, that would’ve sucked after posting everyday for two weeks. That’s what I get for finding a new game to obsess about–this time it’s Bogglific.

I’ve got nothing interesting to report. Had boring meetings today. Obsessed about my diet (I don’t know what I should be eating anymore). Knitted some on my bag during lunch.

That’s all I’ve got for today. Until tomorrow!

Yesterday was a bad day, the kind of day that meant I had to apologize to someone today. I hate apologizing, because I hate it when I do something that merits an apology. The apology recipient let me off the hook, and now I feel guilty for accepting that, because I think he was just trying to ease it all over, when really, an explanation was totally warranted.

Ah well. I’m kinda stuck with the situation now, and hopefully I didn’t lose his respect, but I would totally deserve it if I did.

In other news, my landlord has decided my termite problem is not a high priority, and I have no ETA on when he’ll be sending someone to kill the bastards. I’m thinking of mailing him my termite-filled dustbuster so *he* can empty the damned thing.

Sucky week.

I’m way behind on my Things About Me list, so here are the entries for the past four days:

25. I studied German for three years in high school.

26. I studied Spanish for two semesters in college.

27. English is my only fluent language, despite my best efforts. *sigh*

28. I love Christmas. I love it so much that I don’t even mind that the season starts before Halloween, although I’ll bluster along with everyone else. It’s a struggle to not listen to Christmas music until the day after Thanksgiving.

29. Ever since 9/11, I can’t watch “disaster” movies–any movies where mass groups of people are killed–without having a panic attack. Even old favorites like Independence Day can trigger it.

30. I’m so afraid of confrontation that I still go to the same dentist who tortured me during a three hour wisdom teeth extraction, rather than ask for my records to go elsewhere.

31. Sob stories usually make me sob. Mistreated puppies, homeless children, victims of misjustice or government bureaucracy, even unfair treatment by someone’s boss–doesn’t take much.

32. I’m a packrat.

33. I still have the report I wrote in sixth grade about the Greek gods and goddesses.

34. I’m a slob. Actually, that should be SLOB. I hate housework and do it as little as I can possibly get away with it, which I manage by rarely inviting anyone to my home.

35. I’m not terribly good at relationships.

36. I love to wrap presents.

Breakfast today: Protein bar and tea
Weather today: Looks sunny. I hear it’s gonna be 70s.
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My building can’t decide if it wants to be too hot or too cold. It was a sauna when we got in this morning, but now it’s cold enough for the space heater. Plus I’m cranky, from hormones and work stress, so I’m not really enjoying today all that much, despite a pleasant dream last night and a marvelously light commute this morning (the upside to working on a holiday).

I fell off the yarn wagon yesterday and spent too much at the sale at Michael’s, but since it’s all feltable yarn to be used for Xmas presents, I gave myself a pass. After the fiber gorge, I went to visit Miss G and dropped off the cute Pooh jammies I picked up at Target last week. She seems more aware than ever, doesn’t get as cranky as she used to, and even looks directly at me when I sing to her. Such a cutiehead, she’s still the highlight of my Sundays.

Today I had to lock the cats in the bedroom–someone’s supposed to spray the termite-infested window today. *fingers crossed* Please oh please oh please let it work! After doing some cleaning yesterday, I don’t hate my place as much as I did Saturday, but it would help a lot to minimize the termite invasions.