That’s Very Laughable!

Life. How can I NOT laugh?

I have been VERY good with my eating today…well within my diet sized calorie intake. Healthy. Took the multivitamin. Drank the 8 H2O’s. Blah, blah…

So I gear up for a walk. I am listening to the 9/11 report while I walk for the first 25 minutes. Going around the block an extra time before stopping at Caffe Aroma for a DECAF coffee break and magazine session.

I think the DECAF cursed me.

I go to the magazine rack and find NOT ONE of my usual magazines that interests me. All my usual politicals are um, um somewhere. Only 2 magazines caught my eye. And this is shocking! Anything less than 10 is shocking. So?????

I picked up the book *Blink*
And I wasn’t too impressed. It is off my reading list.

I tried to find *The Artist’s Way* and they didn’t have it.

Ok, so now I am ready to leave the coffee/book shop and I turn on my CD player and…AND? Nothing. The CD player is not working. Um, ok. The batteries have been charged. I have no clue what the problem is. Blah.

Nice to know that when I am trying to be the Best Jen(nifer) EVER! I will stumble inadvertently along the way…oh well. I still got the walk in. Still got the damn crunches in. And now if I can only, ONLY hold myself away from food this evening all will be fine.

I found this inspiring, from SHAPE magazine “Waiting For Weight Loss”

“As I turned 33 I lost my father to lung cancer. In my sorrow over his premature death I had a revelation. If I was ever to write that novel, it had to be now. I quit my job I detested and began to write full time. And as the pages accumulated, an odd thing happened. My waist began to shrink…Now two years later and 30 pounds lighter, I realized that pursuing my dream gave me that renewed energy to take that extra walk, go skating with my friends and try new things just for fain…Although I still have 35 pounds to go, writing a novel is no longer a part of my imagined future. It is part of who I am today. And even if I’m not at my goal weight just yet, I’m no longer waiting for my live to begin either.”

No Day But Today

I did not put any sugar in my coffee. I already ate an orange.
Self Challenge begins TODAY!

I am looking for a few good comrades to help me get through this! If you are out there trying to get healthy, drop me a comment, send me an email. I am going to need all the help I can get.

I am serious too. If I STOP posting about this challenge, someone out there call me on it.

NOTHING in my world is going anywhere right now. THIS is the perfect time. There is no day but today. I feel like I have nothing, nothing going for me right now in life, looking for a job, feeling pathetic blah blah blah. I am blessed with the most wonderful friends though. Thank you friends, for being there. I am just sick an tired of wading, keeping my head barely above water. I need a jumpstart. Hence, I sign this pledge.

“I couldn’t sleep at all last night”

Doo doo doo doo doo.

Last night was a tosser and turner. I should NEVER wake up in time for the 2pm “Talk of the Nation” on NPR. Alas. I took a late night shower, did some late night laundry, read some late night books, and watched a terrible late night movie. Went to bed, thinking thinking thinking….a little crying thinking about my ex. Blah.

A whole new day, right!

My cats were both intently looking out my kitchen window. I crouched to their level, on the kitchen table, and found a gorgeous cardinal in the snowy tree. Yay. Pretty.

Hmmmm.

Job Searching. Yep. Found the WNY Jobs I need to apply for. Check.

But WHY am I totally intrigued by the USAJobs webpage of Federal positions?
D.C.? N.Y.C.? CRAWLING with Jennifer jobs.

Damn, damn, damn. DAMN. I mean look!!!

You know you are in for a good evening when…

You find yourself with your best friends playing Scrabble, America’s good time game…

AND the first three words are…
Beer.
Lenten.
Get.

Get Lenten Beer.

Who could ask for anything more?

Happy belated birthday Carl.

Quote of the weekend:

Quentin Crisp
“If at first you don’t succeed, failure may be your style.”

Pi

And I am not talking about my sorority or the neverending 3.14

I watched the movie (pi) last night.

I incorrectly thought this was a *horror* film. Nope.

“A paranoid mathematician searches for a key number that will unlock the universal patterns found in nature”

Maximillian. Mmm. What a great name. I forget how much I really enjoy dark/light fast/cutting/edgy/harsh indie films. I was entranced within seconds. The filmmaking was wonderful. Jarring. Perfect backdrop for the brilliant scientist, Maximillian. Including the soundtrack and obvious lack thereof during certain scenes. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. The ringing of the phone was driving ME mad during the one scene. “I’m trying to understand our world. I don’t deal with petty materialists like you.”

Anyhow. As is true with most movies, I was not too fond of the ending. Last 15 minutes or so… I am still not sure why the Fundamentalist Hasidic Jews let him go, or how he escaped their grasp. What was a dream? What wasn’t? And as for the end, ending without being too much of a spoiler. I would have preferred watching the madness consume his entire being. I was unimpressed with the way they resolved Maximillian’s inner demons.

All in all. Loved the movie. I was captivated…could not wait for the end. And then wished, it could have been different. My ending would have been more violent, and considering the self mutilation and violence in the actual ending. Well, that says something about MY dark side doesn’t it!

Oh and I found this tidbit of info as well…Trivia: The brain used in the film is real

Now I guess I will have to see Requiem for a Dream. (Same director, Darren Aronofsky.)

Did any of you readers see this film? What did you think? Did I miss a crucial part of how he escaped?

A practical (joke) gift for the one you love in WNY?

One Share of Adelphia Stock.

C’mon, guess how much? GUESS!
Aw, heck go here to find out!

Thanks Rigas family. Thanks a lot.

Soooooooooooooooooooooo JEALOUS.

Jimbo is about to embark on my dream…
“I’m off to go fondle some penguins.”

When in doubt…never, ever opt for the cheap box of wine.