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This morning is gray, and green. I confess I find the clouds restful after so long without them, and after this weekend. It was a good weekend. The puppies are big and fuzzy, starting to run around. Some of them have already started holding onto things and tugging and demonstrating early aptitude.

We watched the first few episodes of Babylon 5 late last night. I'd forgotten those lens flares. Poor Titus Pullo. Though my DVR stopped right at the moment when he started to strangle the she wolf. I hope there wasn't anything after that?

I have a lunch appointment that I should get ready for now. Also today, I really should do some cleaning and organizing.

random Monday

Today I had two lunches, one with brienze at La Madeline, and one at Curra's with alainn_sorcha. I am stuffed. I also did some grocery shopping, and acquiring delicious fruity breakfast items. This afternoon I had to nap to recover from all that eating.

My red roses finally wilted, but today there were white ones to replace them. Every time I see them I smile.

Joseph Gordon-Levitt has gotten pretty cute. I didn't realize he was so close to my own age. I saw him in a film preview this evening and did a double take. I think of him as the gawky teenager of Ten Things I Hate About You. I need to get around to seeing Brick.

cure of panic, patent pending

When I was depressed, I cleaned my bathroom. In that first apartment I ever had, the bathroom was enormous. It was also blinding white and clean 99% of the time. I would get scared, sad, deathly ill, and I would lock myself in the bathroom. I scrubbed the tub, the counters, the toliet, the floor and the sink over and over. I windexed the ten foot long mirror. I spent an awful lot of time in that bathroom.

My last major depressive episode was in January, so I haven't really been scrubbing my bathroom as much. It's cluttered with clothes, jewelry, bath products, books, candles, mail and the things I carry with me to work. I tend to come home, strip and dump all my stuff on the floor. This is a bad habit. I really need to break down and buy a clothes hamper, and start keeping things more neat in there.

Tonight I discovered that scrubbing the bath tub works for mild anxiety. Provided I can focus enough to get started, it is very effective at helping me ride that out. It is another way not to have to take the pills. I don't think my anxiety induced scrubbing is quite as thorough and detailed, but it is still more cleaning than I did all weekend anyways. I took a shower in my scrubbed and bleached tub, and it was good. I bought boy soap too at the store today, another thing of comfort. I did manage to jab myself in the stomach though, requiring neosporin and a bandaid. Ouch.

Now I must debate if I go to bed early and go to work super early in the morning, or if I stay up late reading. Choices. I must also pick colors of yarn, for a very nice top brienze is making me. It will be super, super neat.

Things I need to acquire in the near future:
- yoga mat
- yoga pants
- something to keep the hair out of my face in silly yoga poses
- laundry hamper
- french press coffee pot
- coffee bean grinder
- various other stuff I keep forgetting