Tick tock

[clevermanka]

Oh, Mashrou' Leila...this was the best dancer you could find for your new music video?

"" (Watch on YouTube)

SAD FACE.

Thirty-two metronomes, set out of time, achieve synchronicity. There's a metaphor about the power of societal norms and the difficulty of individuality, here.

The lack of appetite continues. Something is most definitely going on in my guts because this is not normal. I ate hardly anything yesterday (about a cup of tuna salad, one can of sardines, and a handful of pistachios) and woke at 2:10am this morning so hungry I was nauseated. I stumbled downstairs, ate a few spoonfuls of mashed sweet potato, and went back to bed. When I woke, however, no appetite again. I didn't eat breakfast until 10:30 this morning and even then I had to force it because I knew if I didn't eat it would throw off my timing for my between-meals medication.

It's annoying as hell, yes, but I can't help being a little excited about the possibility that this means something new is happening in my guts. And at this point, just about any activity is good activity IMO.

Yesterday was my second session lifting at Robinson. There were a lot more people there than on Tuesday. Well, a lot more guys. Only one woman, and she was on the recumbent bike in the Nautilus machine room. I don't have the courage to lift as heavy at Robinson as I do when I'm with Andrew at the CrossFit box. I'm much more concerned about failure. Part of this is that Robinson doesn't have the handy stacked and padded boxes to receive a dropped barbell. If I fail, that thing is going straight to the floor. And that's not a little intimidating. But also, I'm unwilling to spectacularly fail in front of these strangers. It's fine to spectacularly fail at the box because even if I don't everybody there, there's still this mentality of "we're all in this together" and that feeling is most definitely not there at Robinson. I'm not sure what I need to do to get over this. Maybe it's just a matter of time.

The persimmon tree across the street from my campus building is finally dropping fruit. I'm harvesting about ten teeny little persimmons a day. Most of them go to appreciative graduate students, but at least four (two at breakfast, two at lunch) are mine, all mine. Delicious.

I am so glad it's Friday.

My life:

Comments

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Do you think the...er, activity is connected to the yeast overgrowth treatment you mentioned starting with Dr. Khosh recently?

Also, I wish you had a gym buddy. And I think you're awesome for going to Robinson and making your own victory in an environment where it'd be easy to make excuses. POUND.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

Yes, I think they're most certainly related.

I might have a gym buddy if mckitterick follows through on his stated intention to accompany me. I said I'd change my lifting schedule to Wednesdays and Fridays for him if he'd go with me. Friday evening the last thing I want to do is go lift weights after work, but if it helps motivate him to go, I'll do it.

making your own victory in an environment where it'd be easy to make excuses

[mckitterick.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'm very much looking forward to doing Robinson with you next week! I saw all your plans for tonight and tomorrow, so figured you weren't starting the new Friday schedule until next week. But next Wed and Fri? I'm SO THERE.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

[mckitterick.livejournal.com]

I love them! A fun marathon one day would be to watch that back-to-back with this:

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

Those gifs go really well together.

Actually, we need to watch Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz, and then go see The World's End before it leaves theaters.



Yeah, right.

[msmitti.livejournal.com]

I'd be kinda freaked out about the weird timing on the appetite, so I'm glad you are seeing it as a positive!

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

I don't freak out about anything going on in my body anymore until it's excessively negative and/or lasts more than a month. If nothing else, dealing with my bizarre health issues has taught me to be patient and chill about stuff like this.

[redheadfae.livejournal.com]

Then again, maybe.. oh, please, maybe.. it's yeast die-off and when it does go away, it'll be FIXED. :fingers crossed:

Yay for lifting.. and I'm def going to see At World's End, because after two disappointments in a row for movies, maybe I just need a good laugh.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

oh, please, maybe.. it's yeast die-off and when it does go away, it'll be FIXED

Wouldn't that just be FUCKING MAGICAL?

[nottygypsy.livejournal.com]

So I vote for that too!

[redheadfae.livejournal.com]

That gif made my morning!

[orrin.livejournal.com]

She obviously learned how to bellydance from watching old British movies...

Honestly, though, I had trouble noticing the bellydancing because I was too busy noticing how the cinematographer kept pointing the camera directly into the lights or having the empty mic stand in every freaking shot.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

I don't understand what's going on here because their other videos are REALLY GOOD.

[orrin.livejournal.com]

Maybe they're trying some kind of cinema verite thing where they look amateurish on purpose? Doesn't really explain the dancer, though.

[msmitti.livejournal.com]

Just watched (part of) the dancing video. WTF?

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

They're freaking Lebanese and this is the dancer they picked? I don't get it.

[aprilstarchild.livejournal.com]

oh god, when I lose my appetite from anxiety, I do that "wake up hungry and nauseated" thing like crazy. That shit HURTS. I know it's not an option for you, but I'd keep saltines and a water bottle near my bed; sometimes a few crackers washed down with water were enough to give my stomach something to do and let me sleep. That or a smallish glass of soymilk.