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So Heather and I went to see Prince last night.  The show was phenomenal.  The horn section was tight beyond belief.  True musicianship at its finest.  Which, at the price we paid for the tickets, I'm pleased we got our value.  I was a dumb shit and didn't bring any ear plugs because Heather shamed me out of it.  My ears are still not back to normal 17 hours later.  I can detect some mild improvement, but I'm annoyed at myself.  Next time the ear plugs are a must.

“Do not depend on the hope of results. You may have to face the fact that your work will be apparently worthless and even achieve no result at all, if not perhaps results opposite to what you expect. As you get used to this idea, you start more and more to concentrate not on the results, but on the value, the rightness, the truth of the work itself. You gradually struggle less and less for an idea and more and more for specific people. In the end, it is the reality of personal relationship that saves everything.” ~ Thomas Merton

I'm thoroughly disgusted and dissatisfied with my body. I have a self-image problem, and I admit it, but I also have a weight problem. I lost a little more than 30 lbs. since January 2004, but in late July/early August, I've gained 5 of them back. My mind knows that I shouldn't eat some of the things that I do, or at least not in the quantities that I do, but I have become too weak to control my impulses yet again.

I hereby vow to follow the rules:
(1) No eating anything after 7:00 p.m.
(2) Severely restrict refined sugars of all kinds
(3) Exercise at least 3 times a week

I want to buy new clothes in December, and I want them to be smaller.

This is for you know who.  Your posts are too long.  I can't read them.  My time is too valuable, and besides, all I hear when I try to read your posts is the voice of the teacher in the Peanuts cartoons, to wit, “wanh wanh, wanh wanh wanh, wanh wanh, wanh.”

Shorten it up, dude.