Rawr!
March 31st, 2005

I’m not one to write on repeat topics, but this one is continuing to bother me. I’m bothered by a woman being killed by dehydration and starvation by our federal government. We have no right when it comes to deciding someone’s fate; whether or not someone lives or dies. It’s pretty pathetic that we, as humans on a measily little planet, think we do. I pray for Terri. I pray God is with her in her journey that is becoming inevitable as days go by and courts repeatedly turn their heads to ignore their murder plot. I pray for the people that are so ready to see her die.
The last few days have literally flown, including today, which is just weird. Mondays never fly. Maybe this week’s making up for how dreadfully slow going last week was. I didn’t think it would end!
Easter weekend was wonderful, as usual. I got to see my sister and brother-in-law, and of course, my sweetest little bean in the world. It was a very relaxing weekend that went by incredibly fast. Today was a blur, between work, fighting with my bloody HMO, having lunch with Matt and coworkers, and getting our new cellphones tonight. We decided to give Sprint PCS the boot and went with Cingular. Hey, I knew they were a winner when I found out I could get coverage while wandering miles of quiet sandy beaches. They had a great deal on the phone we both wound up buying - Nokia 6230. So far, it’s been wonderful. My battery actually lasts longer than thirty minutes, the clarity (I called my sister) is excellent, and I’m looking forward to getting to know the many other options the phone offers. I doubt I’ll ever utilize the online/messaging services, but the built in camera is something I feel will definitely come in handy. It also has an FM radio and an mp3 player, which is pretty cool. If you’re lucky, you’ll get the obligatory Jenn-and-her-camera-phone shot.
If you’re on Cingular, we could talk for free!

I think this may be taking it a little too far…(via Jeff)
This probably makes no sense, but here’s my logic. The rag sucks. I hate the rag. My weight also fluctuates this ridiculous amount during this week-o-blood-n-raving-lunatic-like-behavior, that makes me wigged out to weigh tomorrow. My weight’s been all over the map, fluctuating anywhere from a pound to five pounds in the matter of a day or so while this girlishness is happening, so I figured hey. Mr. Scale actually shows me losing this morning, by God, I’m going to count it! Plus, Friday nights, we tend to go out with friends, which usually includes eating out, and I always dread stepping on that scale Saturday, in fear that one night of heavier food that normal, even if it is healthy, will still have a negative impact in the number decreasing. Seeing the number decrease is what gives me motivation. Why not just move the weigh in to Friday mornings? Hopefully start Friday off good, and go from there. I guess, all in all, it does equal out, but I’m neurotic. =P
See the side menu? 280! I’m so close to that 70’s cusp, man. Just watch. I’ll weigh myself tomorrow morning, and I’ll be at 278 or something insane like that and wish I would have posted that weight.
Is it just me, or has this week been the longest week ever?

I think I need to decrease my salt intake. Again, I fell off the WW Wagon this weekend, but I feel as though I semi-made up for it with all the walking we did downtown. I didn’t really eat *that* horribly, in comparison to how I used to. I just chose foods that weren’t so great, and high in salt. After all that walking, drinking a lot of water yesterday, I weighed myself this morning for fun, and what do you know. Somehow sky rocketed from 281.5 on Saturday’s weigh-in to 285. I’m not upset about it; I’ll just watch my salt intake and drink lots of water. I’m suspecting it will fall off before Saturday’s weigh in. It did last week, anyway.