the skinny
Jun. 14th, 2002 02:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mamajoanI think this cutting-down-on-starch, increasing-my-fruit-and-veggie-intake thing (which I refuse to call a diet) has already lost me some weight. My jeans feel baggier, although it could totally be my imagination too.
I'm annoyed right now because I realized mom and I had tickets to the Red Sox vs. Yankees game, on the day I'll be leaving for Worldcon. Augh! Sox vs. Yankees, at the end of August when the pennant race will really be heating up!! *beat head against desk* This sucks, dude. Sigh, oh well. The trip will be fun, anyway. The things I sacrifice for you,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tiggrrl. (Speaking of which, I forgot to ask you about those plans when we spoke yesterday. D'oh!)
I spoke to my brother last night and he is survivin', if sweltering in his tiny and non-running-water-enabled trailer home in Arizona. Electricity he has, cell phone he has, but running water he has not. Job and car he also lacks, although he had a promising interview and was waiting to hear back. *shakes head* I tell ya. It's always something with him.
I still haven't told him about Plan G, because I'm too much enjoying the notion of not telling him until it's a reality. But now I'm starting to feel bad about that. I guess it's a little cruel. I told him nothing was really going on with me, and how humongous a lie was THAT?! Oy!
Blither blather. I need to close this up and do a friends-only post about Plan G. There's nothing interesting and non-Plan-G-related to report, anyway.
I'm annoyed right now because I realized mom and I had tickets to the Red Sox vs. Yankees game, on the day I'll be leaving for Worldcon. Augh! Sox vs. Yankees, at the end of August when the pennant race will really be heating up!! *beat head against desk* This sucks, dude. Sigh, oh well. The trip will be fun, anyway. The things I sacrifice for you,
tiggrrl. (Speaking of which, I forgot to ask you about those plans when we spoke yesterday. D'oh!)I spoke to my brother last night and he is survivin', if sweltering in his tiny and non-running-water-enabled trailer home in Arizona. Electricity he has, cell phone he has, but running water he has not. Job and car he also lacks, although he had a promising interview and was waiting to hear back. *shakes head* I tell ya. It's always something with him.
I still haven't told him about Plan G, because I'm too much enjoying the notion of not telling him until it's a reality. But now I'm starting to feel bad about that. I guess it's a little cruel. I told him nothing was really going on with me, and how humongous a lie was THAT?! Oy!
Blither blather. I need to close this up and do a friends-only post about Plan G. There's nothing interesting and non-Plan-G-related to report, anyway.
