The Body Annoying
Monday, July 23, 2007
Nothing’s more enervating than a blog template spruce-up. With my scant knowledge of HTML, I’m pretty much some blind girl in rubber gloves groping around for a grain of salt. In the middle of a freeway. In India. And she has Parkinson’s. But at least I got the work done, though it took me 2+ days. And look! Each entry is open for comments now, hurrah hurrah.
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My current concerns merit me a spot in the Starting Over house, which is why I haven’t posted anything in a while. And I didn’t want to harp on and on about one concern in particular since, despite my being an unabashed patron of whiny online self-publishing, I’ve been harping on and on about this in public for the past year and a half. I’m sure the few friends I have have tired of it. I’m sick of it too, yet the issue has already burrowed itself too deeply (into my thighs, mostly) that it has become this natural, instantaneous kink within me.
What’s worse than weighing 165 lbs. is losing 60 and gaining 5. I submit myself to the purest bouts of guilt each and every day, for this stupid, shallow snag has become too dire to me. And I will stop blogging about this now before I sound like a Meg feature.
Fish and fruits, fish and fruits. And bad stuff only on Sundays. Sabbath rules.
posted by marguerite @ 12:33 PM
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