Spent the day with Melissa, moving stuff and cleaning. We moved a slew of non-essential stuff over to my place, so as to make moving day easier. Speaking of moving day... That's some five weeks away? Oh, excitement. I can't wait to be all done and healthy and working and moving in, myself... But until then, I get to live vicariously through her.
Tomorrow is a day of gym and work. I think I'm heading into the manic phase of my faux bi-polar mood swings, so, here's hoping I'll be a good one.
I'd be really happy, though, if food tasted good again. It's been tasting like crap for the last week, and I could go for a super-tasty meal. It's funny, I can tell whether the food I eat tastes good, but I can't really enjoy it. Kinda like my left hemisphere is saying "This is made of yum and win, you should enjoy it!" and my right hemisphere is saying "Meh."
... yum and win... what the... fuck, I need sleep.
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I sincerely wish that more people said "yum and win" in relationship with food.
Also, haberdashery and boorish, but not necessarily in relationship with food.
vim and vital is good, as well as keen and crimy... not necessarily in regard to food, though, but could, I suppose.
Just checking in to see how you're doing and sending you and Melissa hugs from Seattle.
Wendy: Haberdasher! Holy crap, I love new words.
Anon: I've once described food as tenacious, but that's because it kept trying to come up :-/
Myla: Hugs! All is well over here, all things considered. Also, you take purdy pictures! :)
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