Revamp

After a lot of thinking (and a little healthy snacking,) I've decided that maybe it's time to change direction with my journal. After all, who want to read continuous chapters about failed attempts to pursue an unavailable girl, anyway? Isn't that the definition of insanity-- expecting different results from the same factors? 1+1 = 3, 7, and cheeseburger? I admit, even I cringed a little after reading some previous posts. Yikes.

So while I will undoubtedly post about the holding pattern that is my love life somewhere down the road, I promised myself to try and write about the other interesting aspects of my life.

Here goes.

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I wish there were an easier way to do laundry. It wouldn't be so bad except for the fact that I've got to drive to get to the CleanRite, which is the only laundromat that is open after 9pm. It wouldn't be so bad, if I didn't have to put in my keycard every 15 minutes to get a decent dry cycle. It wouldn't be so bad, if laundry didn't take up 2 hours of my time, every time. I could be doing clothes, blankets and sheets, or I could just be doing my socks, and it still would take TWO HOURS! This is a very annoying aspect of laundry day that keeps places like Target in business. That way I can buy enough undergarments to last two weeks.

My episode today was a mild one, but I'm forced to do laundry on a Tuesday because places like CleanRite, a place with over 40 washers and 50 dryers, gets tied up with 15 Brooklyn moms trying to do laundry for 20 people per household. On a Saturday. At 8am. You ain't seen nothin' until you've seen a single mom load/unload two 50lb bags of laundry into the largest machine CleanRite's got. Truly. Truly. Annoying.

I took up a second reading of The Abs Diet supplement book I got, just to refresh my enthusiasm about my change in eating habits. I've been pretty good at sticking to a healthier eating plan for the last two weeks, though I need to change it up. Celery, carrots, grapefruit, and tuna fish are starting to lost their appeal after this long. Dan told me to change up my routine every week or so, which sounds just about right. But what to eat now?

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I've never seemed to grab hold of an exercise program and it's the only thing left to accomplish on the road to a better bod. I don't know what it will take for me to get my ass in a gym or at least in a pair of running shoes for a few miles a day. I keep getting "angry" enough to want to try, but work zaps the life out of me by the end of the day. By the time I get home all I want is to crawl into bed and browse around MySpace for a few hours.

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More to the point, I feel my life is in transition right now. I feel more and more aggravated with myself each day because I know I'll never be happy unless I start following my dream. It's just the road to that dream has been littered with self-doubt. And it doesn't help that I'm going through another "funk" this time around. I think my upcoming Vegas trip will be a nice escape for a while.

Yipes! Time to sleep. New non-girl related things to do tomorrow.