I'm alive...
No. Really. I've been a little swamped lately.
I've been running around like a running around thing all week.
First, I've gotta get things in order to go to B'more this weekend. I'm visiting a messload of friends a made from waaaay back when I was hanging in Forever Knight and Battlestar Galactica fandom before I went on hiatus from any and all fandom.
Friday is hanging in the Inner Harbor (Homicide fans take note); Saturday is a Renaissance Fair; Sunday is a wine festival; Monday I come home.
This week visit with the doctor (with encouragement to dump those 15 pounds of flab I've gained in the past year due to crazy life) and a discussion of giving the South Beach Diet a try. I've been reading the book and it sounds reasonable (certainly a hella lot more reasonable than the Atkins Diet) if only because after the first two weeks fruits are back in the "good column." Veggies are at least never out of favor...I don't know. Weight Watchers isn't doing it for me this time around so...
Plus, I need to get my butt to the gym on something resembling a regular basis. I think I'm finally approaching my old schedule. It's just a matter of getting up a half-hour earlier in the morning and I'll be there.
I've also finally gotten with the 21st Century and am trying Netflix. I'm already hooked (it's like crack!). Right now, I'm cheerfully buzzing through Sledgehammer. Jezus, that is some funny shit. I forgot how out there bizarre it was. Even better, they removed the laughtrack, which somehow makes the show funnier. The best take off you'll ever see on 80s cop shows. Evah.
Needless to say, nothing got done on Living History this week, although I've been picking away at my CYA fanfiction challenge called Discovering the Truth About the Wizard of Oz and a second story (assuming
nwhepcat still is planning her B'day challenge) tentatively titled The History of Humor in the 20th Century.
I've been online not at all otherwise this week. Although I admit that I've been actively avoiding any and all contact with my email addresses due to some recent kerfluffle unpleasantness on my Living History test list.
See y'all next week!
I've been running around like a running around thing all week.
First, I've gotta get things in order to go to B'more this weekend. I'm visiting a messload of friends a made from waaaay back when I was hanging in Forever Knight and Battlestar Galactica fandom before I went on hiatus from any and all fandom.
Friday is hanging in the Inner Harbor (Homicide fans take note); Saturday is a Renaissance Fair; Sunday is a wine festival; Monday I come home.
This week visit with the doctor (with encouragement to dump those 15 pounds of flab I've gained in the past year due to crazy life) and a discussion of giving the South Beach Diet a try. I've been reading the book and it sounds reasonable (certainly a hella lot more reasonable than the Atkins Diet) if only because after the first two weeks fruits are back in the "good column." Veggies are at least never out of favor...I don't know. Weight Watchers isn't doing it for me this time around so...
Plus, I need to get my butt to the gym on something resembling a regular basis. I think I'm finally approaching my old schedule. It's just a matter of getting up a half-hour earlier in the morning and I'll be there.
I've also finally gotten with the 21st Century and am trying Netflix. I'm already hooked (it's like crack!). Right now, I'm cheerfully buzzing through Sledgehammer. Jezus, that is some funny shit. I forgot how out there bizarre it was. Even better, they removed the laughtrack, which somehow makes the show funnier. The best take off you'll ever see on 80s cop shows. Evah.
Needless to say, nothing got done on Living History this week, although I've been picking away at my CYA fanfiction challenge called Discovering the Truth About the Wizard of Oz and a second story (assuming
I've been online not at all otherwise this week. Although I admit that I've been actively avoiding any and all contact with my email addresses due to some recent kerfluffle unpleasantness on my Living History test list.
See y'all next week!

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Have a great time!
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Enjoy Balmer, hun!
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BTW, sorry I haven't had time to leave feedback (I HATE Jane Eyre sometimes...mostly not, but sometimes...) but Living History chapters have been blowing my mind with their awesomeness. Amazing work...I love your Faith and Xander.
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Have fun in Balmer. If you can make it to the American Visionary Art Museum, GO. Mindblowing outsider art (and check out that staircase with the cast-metal "windblown trash") -- the whole museum is dedicated to whatever theme is going at any given time. Last time I was there, there was a whole room of tiny embroidered patches -- about the size of baseball cards -- done with sock thread by a man in prison. The detail was astonishing.
Oh! David Rasche. Another one of those actors who passed through on "Ryan's Hope" and showed great comic potential there. (Christine Ebersole was another -- Jeffrey Lane gave her much funnier material than she ever had on Saturday Night Live.) I should put that on my Netflix list.
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Oh, and about the South Beach Diet? (Warning: diet story follows - non-dieters may die from boredom!)
It might be better to not follow it so strictly. Phase 1 is meant to shed pounds quickly, to motivate you to stick to the diet. But losing too much weight too fast can damage your liver. I followed a diet that wasn't as strict as South Beach (still based on low-glycemic index foods but included fruits & veggies all the time), lost 28 pounds in 2 months, and messed up my liver. I'm better now, but it took 3 months to get the all-clear from my doc. I still use some recipes from the cookbook, but I ignore most phase 1 dishes.
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And come back to us on the test list, because good fic? kind of a shortage right now. I'm in LH withdrawal...
=)
-Mark
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(Anonymous) 2004-09-16 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)I endure it, although I miss fruits and veggies. I'm waiting for the all ice cream diet, myself. Ben & Jerry's take note! Market niche waiting to be filled here!
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