so what did you do today?

ten entries written in a few hours this morning (eight here) were just uploaded for your viewing pleasures... a short slow jog with walked, a bit more than a mile, and the body reminds me of how quickly stamina and strength fade when workouts are not happening daily... cleaned a bit, ate a relatively healthy lunch (low calorie), watched some tv, went shopping for some decadent desserts and yum yum yum in the past hour... soft chocolate chip cookies and chocolate covered twinkees augnmented by three types of frosting (buttercream, milk chocolate, and chocolate fudge)... bzzzffsztszzzzz... laundry and worked on the bedroom enough to clear the bed... the bedroom has been in disarray for a few months due to a number of factors... actually, it has been since october of last year come to think of it... early october... maybe even september... i did not want to talk about it (cuz the names are changed to protect the guilty too and respect privacies and respects and altruism and selflessness and the giving tree and lorax tree and family tree and the rest of the forests cuz we all need a little green now and then, remember? (kermit suddenly meets audrey for dinner, but who eats whom?... little shop of rainbows?... ribbit)... sigh and alas and all that jazz, ya know?) and so i almost didn't and when i did i did it so obscurely amidst distracting babble and in several different places that even i don't remember which date the whole world changed again, but it did and i haven't been sleeping in the bed since, in case i never mentioned that or made it clear and that is likely why i still have not processed the events or resettled the unrest still under the daily grind of work distractions that wake me to problem solve too often (so much stress when exercise goes away and questions go unanswered and the serious discussion required for resolution of betrayal of trust is avoided and ignored and la la la, we are certainly obscuring this entry in volume and peanuts and gravy... if i wasn't so bloated i'd head to the buffet... stop the bloat this week, dammit, or just roll over and die already, m'ok?... {and as i typed m'ok? and closed that parenthetic aside the text message arrived that said group dinner at buca soon, you in? so having foodie friends does not help the weight loss program i am supposed to be re-starting which leads me to laugh as i think that the universe is so very good at providing the sardonic laughter of ever so appropriate dischotomous distractions right on time... no wonder most people think there is a power controlling every little thing in our lives... maybe it's not just the incessant egocentrism of the human mind after all, aye?... laughter is such good medicine and there must be some way out of this parentheses {and i promise i did not consider the deeper reference of the song before i referenced the lyric there must be some way out of here but oh there is a shiver and a shake and a cathartic laugh from deep within the tears that approaches oh wow}, not to mention the unprocessed trauma (what watchtower?} i may have started to mention {process, really?} somewhere in this massive missive loosely called a paragraph before this rapidly approaching classic or even epic level parenthetic aside took over)... so where were we?...

i think it may be time for the next entry to begin (a lily moment, no doubt)...

narf :)