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It’s cold outside and I have a bit of writer’s block. There were a ton of things I wanted to write about tonight but for whatever reason they are escaping me. All I want to do it seems, is eat. Tonight for instance, I had a huge plate of lasagna and not even an hour later I found myself noshing on goldfish crackers and an hour after that I was dunking chocolate chip cookies in milk for dessert. At least they were the sugar free kind so I guess I’m not feeling too guilty about that.
I'm watching Wolf with Jack Nicholson where he gets bit by a wolf and then turns into one. Michelle Pfeiifer plays his lover and James Spader plays the bad guy. Excellent movie. So I have a crazy week coming up and can’t handle anything too heavy tonight. I think that’s what it boils down to. I’m kicking back now to build up some reserve that I’ll need around mid-week. Pugsley is laying at my feet happily going to town on a braided bully stick. Did I mention he also has terrible gas?
In other news, upon my physical therapists recommendation, I purchased my very own tens unit for times when my muscle spasms are bad and I can’t get to the rehab center. They said I can use it every day in 20 minute increments. I’ll probably just electro stimulate myself and call it a night.












Pugsley: aka, the Sausage.
Lori: Loves Pugs. Writing. Food and Fashion.
Lauren commented January 22, 2007 6:59 AM
I love that movie!
ScallyWag commented January 22, 2007 11:43 PM
I know that thing probably makes you feel better, but I hate that you have to do that.
Hope it gets better for you!!
Adios!