November, 2003
11/24/2003 Monday 9:58 AM
This is the last day of Ramadan, most likely, which makes tomorrow Eid. (You can go to Moonsighting.com to check up on this.) So far I've lost about 13 pounds, but it's difficult to assess exactly how much because so much of the variable weight is pure water weight. I weigh the least in late afternoons, of course, at the very end of the daily fasting and when I'm most parched. But then I rehydrate and eat, so when I weigh myself at any point after that, I have to keep in mind that some of that gain is relatively recent, some of it I'll get rid of throughout the night and following day, and some I'll keep. So my best guess is about 13 pounds that I've lost in the past month, which is a good start. I just wish Ramadan wasn't followed directly by Thanksgiving, which makes it so easy to just put that weight right back on. But, at any rate, today is the last day of Ramadan.
Tomorrow I'll be meeting Babeness for lunch and maybe some erranding. Then we'll part so she can go off to the opera and I can go home to change for the opera. I'm not sure yet if I'll be fetching her after the opera tomorrow night; I think the plan was that I shan't, but things are so hectic I'm not sure if that was our final decision. Wednesday I'll fetch her in late morning, I think, after her last class.

I noticed Saturday night that the city is putting up its Christmas lights downtown, stringing them all over the trees and putting the individual ornaments on the lightposts. I was glad to see it; as usual, I've been yearning for the holiday season to officially begin. I stopped by a little convenience store, and as I stood in line, a kid in front of me said, mostly to himself, "Geez, it's not even Thanksgiving yet and they're already putting up the Christmas decorations." The cashier nodded to herself and said something like, "Yep...even the kids notice..." And there I stood, pleased by it all.

I'll also be glad when I can get back to a regular sleep schedule, whatever it turns out to be. Last night was the first solid sleep I'd gotten in days. Regardless of how wonderful Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights were, I was pretty worn out by last night. Felt good to just SLEEEEEEEEEP.

I finally bought The Bird last night. Now it's official. Everything else was just preliminary to that. It's in the freezer, and I'll pull it out tonight to let it start defrosting. Wednesday night I'll put it in brine in the refridgerator.

I'm a little disturbed to see that nothing has really changed. I'm still getting search hits for feedee sex, and feedee comics, and facesitting, and various "private wife" pics. And, disgustingly, a search for "absess pictures." Makes me not even wanna update the Key Word Rankings. But I shall. Surprisingly, I haven't gotten any BitTorrents searches lately, not even for BitTorrents of anime feedee porn.
But I'm not sure I'll update it today. I've got to go out to Kinko's to print out some documents that a former student e-mailed to me, to verify for his college admissions that he's capable and fluent in English despite being an immigrant. Egads, the guys speaks as well as I do. Gotta love that red-tape. He's applying to grad school at NYU, Princeton, and Columbia.
I have to work tonight.

11/21/2003 Friday 11:10 PM
I think I'm going to start blogging again.
I don't know how often, or how extensively. But I'm going to, because...well, frankly, because there are always memories being made, and I don't want to lose any of them.
That's not why I started blogging. I've said why before. But it was one of the most serendipitous aspects of it, and I miss that. So if any of my old pals ever wander this way, keep wandering this way, or if you're just stumbling into it for the first time, keep stumbling.

Babeness is doing the first performance of Carmina tonight. I'm so excited for her I can't stand it! Check out her audio-update for a sample. I'm going over there in a few minutes, as soon as I get dressed. I mopped the floor tonight after work.

Overheard from Mariana today:
"I'm all clown greasy because people keep slamming into me with their clown bodies!"