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You Are A Green Girl

You feel most at home in a world of ideas. You're curious and logical - and enjoy a good intellectual challenge. You're super cool, calm, and collected. Very little tries your patience. Your only fear? People not realizing how smart and able you are!

What Color Girl Are You?

Okay, so today at work it was slow enough to warrant me working on Dragonfayth and Epiphany (a word which my Baba always pronounces Epithany, even though I try to correct her). eFiction has been upgraded to 3.3, and I've added some cool new modules, and restored the old Featured Author block. So far, so good- everything looks good on the Elegance and CSSZen skins, but I have yet to work on Zenlike. I also want to try my hand at putting together a few special holiday layouts, but I need to decide WHICH holidays those are for and, in the case of some ideas I have, ask the artists if I can use their work.

It's 11:19pm on Wednesday (despite what my entry post time says), and I recently woke up from a much-too-long nap. See, sometimes I get lethargic and (as the mood says) bored, and I figure, "meh, there's nothing I really WANT to do," so I just end up sleeping. Especially now in the weather when it's getting so hot I can't even sleep when I'm supposed to! Last night, it was so hot, I changed pajamas three times, threw my blankets EVERYWHERE (I think I only ended up using about 1/3 of my knit rainbow one that Mom made me), and ended up sleeping with the door open and the fan on in a vain attempt at promoting airflow. Why me? I always end up with the room that's either the hottest in the house or the coldest. Is it better to open windows and hear noises at all hours of the night/morning, or to bring in some portable fans?

Anyway, whether it was my own mind, the fact that I didn't need that sleep, or something else, I had some WEIRD dreams. If there was a running theme to them, I'm not sure, but now, in the waking hours, I remember being on a bus (like a Muni bus in San Francisco, but somehow fancier, with glass partitions in the back section) and sitting with Mom and Michelle (!) but Michelle was YOUNGER than I was, but still older-looking. What messed everything up is when I asked Mom how old she was and she admitted-- 32. That would mean *I* was supposed to only be 1 year old, but I was at least 18, and Michelle looked to be around that age, too. I have no idea wtf was going on. We passed by Wash (my old high school), and even though Michelle and I graduated only 7 years apart, it looked so different "in her era." As in, there was a hill that wasn't there before with an odd wooden ferris wheel on top. All lit up and orange. I don't get it.

See, if I had some weird food or strange conversations to blame these kind of dreams on, I'd actually feel better. But the fact that they seem to come out of Nowheresville (aka my brain) makes me wonder just what's going off in my synapses, what my brain's sorting out, and if I'm going to have my own "Epithany" or something soon.

That said, I started doing the Body by Glamour program, just for shits and giggles. As I was filling out today's food diary, it occurred to me that I'm probably not the best candidate for this program. It's not JUST for people who want to diet-- it's for people that want to exercise better, tone up, etc.-- that's me, but the thing is, I'm already a healthy weight, a healthy BMI. And the food diary seems to be a pain in the ass.

For one, this morning I had to add up the calories on my cereal and my milk. Okay, not too hard, they both have Nutrition Facts for that reason. But then bring into play the fact that I had about 1/3 bottle of iced tea, which has 80 calories per serving, 2.5 servings per bottle, and...! And I hate math. Even with a computer, it just sucks all the fun out of eating or drinking anything. I'm not saying just randomly buy stuff or shove things into your mouth without thinking, but I think being a calorie-counter would really drain my energy. Not to mention it means you don't care so much about the food itself as you do the various "facts" like calories, carbohydrates, etc.

I try to watch from having too much sugar (though my blood sugar CAN get low enough to make me act fruity), and my Dad's ex-girlfriend Melissa instilled in me a sense of looking for what are now called Trans-Fats-- "partially hydrogenated" anything oil. I have a history of heart problems in my family, so I don't want to be eating a ton of food with that stuff, where it can build up as plaque in my heart and then cause a clot. (FYI: There is no "set" age when you become vulnerable to heart attacks. It can happen to anyone, regardless of condition, family history, etc.)

Anyway, so breakfast wasn't too hard-- lunch though, was another organic parfait (low-fat yogurt, strawberries, granola), but there were no Nutrition Facts on the cup! I emailed the company, since it's right here in L.A., but no response yet. And their website, while nice-looking, seems to lead people in circles. I couldn't access several pages; they just bumped me back to the homepage. Check it out @ OrganicToGo.com.

Well, because of my crazy nap, I didn't eat dinner (again! I don't know how/why I do it). That means I've consumed something like 500 calories today. Considering the recommended daily value is something like 3x that, I'm an idiot. It may partially explain my figure-- if my brain works to convince my stomach that no, it's not REALLY hungry... BRAIN-POWER! (Of course, that makes me a hypochondriac, too, if I *think* my way into being sick/starving/full/tired/whatever.)

So I wake up and decide to have some Cream of Wheat. Okay, so the cereal itself with SKIM milk is 220 calories. But I used low-fat milk, so I don't know, maybe 240? Add in 80 calories for 1 TBs. of Smart Balance spread (with Omega-3 fatty acids, which are supposed to be good for your brain and maybe your heart), then however many calories might be in 1/2 cup of strawberries and peaches, and then 1 tsp. of brown sugar (maybe even less), and a sprinkle of cinnamon.

Wow, way to suck all the enjoyment out of one of my favorite meals. I'm so not a calorie counter. I think I should stick to an exercise regimen, but sure as hell *NOT* counting my calories. If I ever need to do that, it'll be with a nutritionist instructing me on just what to do and what to look for. Which brings up the point-- maybe for my "fluff" class this coming semester, I should take a Family Consumer Science (FCS) class, like one in nutrition! :)

Tomorrow: another work day without breaks, training for the new myNorthridge "portal" (basically the thing I spend all day giving customer support for), and hopefully, some more energy/motivation to:
a) clean my room
b) assemble my bookcase
c) work on WDKY
d) work on my websites

'Cause that's what summer's all about: doing the stuff you neglected to do during spring or fall!

Oh, I also finally played "Yu-Gi-Oh: Capsule Monster Coliseum." It's got a lot of stats and things I don't really understand (seriously, why can't they use the same damn system as the card game? Why do they have to bring in superiority -> inferiority and all this other weird shit in?), but I think I've gotten the hang of it-- sort of. I've beaten Joey and Tristan so far-- ahead, Duke and then Téa, and then I can move on to the next area (presumably where Yami Bakura, Yami "Marik" (*shudder twitch*), Seto Kaiba, and Pegasus all await).



Which Egyptian God are you? Find out at egypt_stamping
Sorry, Obelisk the Tormentor and Slifer the Sky Dragon are not valid Gods and will not be used in the results.

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You Are A Blue Girl

Relationships and feelings are the most important things to you. You are empathetic and accepting - and good at avoiding conflict. If someone close to you is in pain, it makes you hurt as well. You try to heal the ones you love with your kind and open heart.

What Color Girl Are You?

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Makes me wonder if there's a purple girl.