Updates and Weight Chart
Today, I haven’t been feeling well. Actually, yesterday I wasn’t feeling well either, but I didn’t want to miss work because it was a special processing night (end-of-term grades and degree audits). This means that flow is delayed by some number of hours, and I just didn’t have the heart to make another person cover that. I went in to work sick even though I kept threatening to Allyson that if I felt as bad as I did five minutes before there was no way I was going to work. Today, I got up, felt no better, emailed work to tell them that I wasn’t coming in, and then—in much the same way that a puppy will pee in the same spot on the floor no matter how many times his nose is rubbed in urine—I went walking. 6.4 kilometers later, I felt crappy and tired. Furthermore, every time I ate something, I either got vicious heartburn or irritating nausea.
I did manage to salvage the day. I decided to get up and do something rather than sit around being sick. I put together a bookcase while I was watching the Internet gamecast of the Wolves/Crystal Palace game (which Wolves won 2-1). After that, I unloaded either four or five boxes of books onto said bookshelf and put away a few games. Allyson called me about then to go home early since she has to be at an all-day conference tomorrow. We went to the mall for her to buy some clothes and such for her trip, and then I took Allyson anniversary shopping. Our fourth wedding anniversary is on Friday, and I gave her the choice of either a pair of Doc Marten’s or Birkenstocks. She choose the Docs, and I let her pick out just the ones she wanted (with an admonition that she wasn’t allowed to be concerned about the price tag). You must understand that Allyson loves shoes in a way that is almost unholy. I think I win the anniversary game. Checkmate.
Reviewing the projected game release dates I have no idea why I want a PSP as badly as I do. It doesn’t make logical sense, so I’m just going to chalk it up as some form of nerd lust. Crisis Core: Final Fantasy 7 looks like an eventual must own, and the portable version of Winning Eleven/Pro Evolution Soccer might actually make me check out the series. Nonetheless, logic never has anything to do with gadget lust. Logic is an enabler that helps create justification for buying what you’ve already decided you want.
My weight chart is less than stellar this week. Let’s review it in silence.
-0.70 kg/week over the past week with an average daily calorie shortfall of 898 kcal.