The hazards of being a fitness freak

More idiocy last night. I happened to have my tae kwon do stuff in my usual "normal gym" bag and my weightlifting stuff in my usual tae kwon do bag. I braided my hair, clipped my nails so I could make fists, left a good 7 minutes early so I could warm up before TKD, and you can guess which bag I grabbed. Errrrrgggghhhh... Luckily I figured this out while still in the public transit system, and betook myself to the normal gym and lifted weights instead. I had an okay session except for me stupid hammies, which react badly to over- and underuse, and I love my new gym, so it was quite pleasant going there. I'm afraid my TKD friends must think I'm dead though. I had a stupid anxiety dream in which I discovered all these different styles of TKD classes that I hadn't been going to at all... sigh... I also had another dream about Tom's wife. Please, someone tell me it's normal to have obsessive dreams about your first lover's wife right after one gets engaged. This is like the third one, and I don't even want to meet this person.

But, it is my anniversary

I'm trying to escape my sense of being beleaguered... okay, so my day has been partly trashed by having to arrange lunch for 37 at the last minute, and I had to sit through a speaker whose most interesting attributes were his nervous habits (one of these days I really must videotape myself speaking just to make sure I don't do those things). It is still my anniversary with the very best person ever, and it's still a lovely day outside. True, I went out into the lovely day to buy him an anniversary present only to discover that it's out of print/production... and is expensive now on ebay... sigh. Focus on the positive, little fetus, focus on the positive.

The positive is really pretty easy, considering the time and energy that A. has put into keeping me happy for the last four years. I guess it's worked... for the most part I consider my upcoming marriage to him with serenity (occasional giddiness; occasional worry) and I think that's how it should be. We'll be good and save up for a condo, and keep reminding each other that normal isn't always best, and everything should be okay. Purr! I love my bug!

Full of cheesecake, and inspired

Mmmmmm, just got back from an insanely good dinner at Milano's. Suffice it to say that dessert was key lime cheesecake with raspberry topping--it took fortitude but we almost finished it off.

I had the best idea today! Of course, it involved not working at my company (let's call it DSB). I've had this idea before, namely to have a coffeehouse that's not insanely loud all the time, but this time suddenly I had details for it. I have a really cool name for it... and a definite vision. It would involve the obvious coffee and baked goods; it would have decent muffling in the ceilings and walls so that it could have people in it without getting too loud; and of course it would play nice jazz, classical and old rock music. Quietly. It would have a few shelves of random books for people to sit around and read, and a big glass-fronted cabinet of games for people to play. The genius is that I'd also have copies of those games behind the counter, to sell. Probably also a single big bookshelf of books to sell... all my favorites, and eclectic stuff, occasionally used or rare, that could rotate. It would have a couple of computers for people to get 15-minute doses of Internet connectivity, and wireless ethernet so they could bring laptops, and it would have a cat (and free Benadryl behind the counter, of course). Why this place would suddenly seem so real to me just because I have a name for it, I don' t know, but I could seriously see myself doing this when I'm older and tired of the rat race... which I will surely someday become, as I'm already tired of many of the rats. A likes the idea too, and wants to make mixed CDs to play there.

It's taking me a while to get my colors and stuff set right on this journal, but I wasted a few minutes making an icon today. It's slightly offputting but it's the obvious thing, and definitely goes with the color scheme. I like how the fetus seems to just float.