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Friday, July 09, 2004 Blame the hormones
This time it caught me by surprise. I am the kind of woman who is totally controlled by hormones. Ups, downs, swings. Today I was so damn tired I could not even envision going out. That is a very real definition of exhaustion for me. I also had a completely useless day at work. I probably produced a couple of lines, certainly not more. Then I looked at myself in the mirror and I almost shrieked. That green pallor that I get on those days, the dark circles around the eyes. You would think that I can read the signs by now. Nope, I still can't. What a moron. So I went and had my fingernails and toenails done (there was a guy at the nail shop - I am starting to resent these metrosexuals invading one of the last girlie bastions and I do not need to see hairy feet being massaged or masculine toenails being painted) while I waited for M.A. to be done at the gym or for the gym to be done with him. Then we had a quiet dinner at home. Sorry, I have to take that back. FIrst of all we were planning on a hefty pasta dinner but changed our minds and opted for a snack. And second it was anything but quiet. I talked the poor guy's ears off. I could see his eyes glazing over and I just kept going and going. The off button was malfunctioning. Now I'll have to shut up for at least a week.
After he left, or should I say "escaped", I watched Tony's Reclaiming your True Identity DVD. Absolutely spectacular. Nobody will believe me of course because I am part of the cult, but it is truly fantastic work. Hopefully Cloe Madanes , as a very well respected therapist, will help mainstream Tony.
Don wrote. He might come visit in August.
I need to sleep. Can't find the off button again. 1:22 AM
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