Am I blushing yet?
People have been noticing my weight loss lately. The other day, my friend's 12-year-old daughter noted that my "tummy doesn't stick out anymore." And this morning, my neighbor noted that he could see the weight loss, especially in my face. And then, last night at the Bird, someone, when told I was 35, said that I look late 20's. :) So I am feeling pretty good. I had a great run this morning. The best of Sloan makes such a terrific soundtrack. I guess I am also feeling good after finally coming out the tail end of all this stuff I've had going on in my personal life.
And I know I haven't posted much about it the last few days, but that was because things were escalating to a pretty insane degree towards the end of this week. It got to the point where I had my eightsomething neighbor guarding my house yesterday while I was in class, and where one of my oldest, dearest friends felt compelled to send the following missive:
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From: [deleted]@aol.com
Sent: Thursday, May 27, 2004 11:33 PM
To: [deleted]@hotmail.com
Subject: Watch yourself
Hey there little girl -- you touch a hair on Andy's head or a thing in his place, and I will hunt you down and make your little bitchy ass pay. Back the fuck off and leave it alone.
Don't think I won't fuck you up, bitch. -- Wendy
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It's like my life was suddenly an episode of the OC. Oh sure, I can joke about it now, but at the time it was terrible (Morrissey quote there). Things have settled down in the last 36 hours and I no longer dread the "boop" of my email notification.
And in four more class periods, I will be 100% free to enjoy the rest of the summer...if it ever begins. Seriously, we've broken the record for rainfall in Mount Pleasant this month, and here it is almost June and temps are still only barely reaching the 60's. I guess it's not SO bad. But it certainly doesn't feel like summer. BTW, I am looking out onto my deck, and it looks like rain. Again.
Sigh.
AP
Composed while listening to: Dinosaur Jr. - Ear-Bleeding Country: The Best of Dinosaur Jr.
And I know I haven't posted much about it the last few days, but that was because things were escalating to a pretty insane degree towards the end of this week. It got to the point where I had my eightsomething neighbor guarding my house yesterday while I was in class, and where one of my oldest, dearest friends felt compelled to send the following missive:
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From: [deleted]@aol.com
Sent: Thursday, May 27, 2004 11:33 PM
To: [deleted]@hotmail.com
Subject: Watch yourself
Hey there little girl -- you touch a hair on Andy's head or a thing in his place, and I will hunt you down and make your little bitchy ass pay. Back the fuck off and leave it alone.
Don't think I won't fuck you up, bitch. -- Wendy
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It's like my life was suddenly an episode of the OC. Oh sure, I can joke about it now, but at the time it was terrible (Morrissey quote there). Things have settled down in the last 36 hours and I no longer dread the "boop" of my email notification.
And in four more class periods, I will be 100% free to enjoy the rest of the summer...if it ever begins. Seriously, we've broken the record for rainfall in Mount Pleasant this month, and here it is almost June and temps are still only barely reaching the 60's. I guess it's not SO bad. But it certainly doesn't feel like summer. BTW, I am looking out onto my deck, and it looks like rain. Again.
Sigh.
AP
Composed while listening to: Dinosaur Jr. - Ear-Bleeding Country: The Best of Dinosaur Jr.
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