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Tuesday: a storm of a day, full of this and that, accomplishments and achievements; I am being tired. Unfortunately we have suffered a setback with the reintroduction of dairy into our system after the cleanse. The culprit, more precisely, was two slices of cheese. The setback appears to be a major one. In fact, we don't know how to get back on course. It is most unfortunate. Luckily we did not, as we were so tempted, prematurely stand on an aircraft carrier in a little jumpsuit under a sign reading "Mission Accomplished". And we were mightily tempted. Indeed. Oh yes. How merrily we were going along, how happy the days went by, and then out of nowhere those two slices of provolone attacked. Adding to the complications could have been our weekend getaway without the accompaniment of the little bottle of probiotics we are supposed to take three times a day, which we don't like for personal and private reasons. Those reasons, though, however personal and private they may be, aren't reason enough to stop taking them and do not justify leaving town for the weekend without the bottle... as we, perhaps, noticed over the weekend, personally and privately. Possible conclusion: everything has been ruined and we have to cleanse all over again. Possible very bad thing which we are using as an excuse to be lazy: half-marathon training is on indefinite hold as we are probably not quite full of enough energy to actually run. Personal and private reasons notwithstanding. Other observances, wrought with tedium: it's spring but dark and cloudy; today I almost walked out of class (seminar) I got so pissed off but managed to disguise my disgust by veering toward the garbage can and throwing something out instead (but honestly... sometimes people say things and piss the fuck out of me ('piss the fuck out' is not an expression per se but I am using it as one under the premise that 'the fuck' stuck into any phrase acts as a vivid and clever intensifier)); I live by a pretty pretty creek; I'm going to eat barley tonight in my soup.
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