Wednesday, April 02, 2003
So what’s new in the world?
Let’s see… Saddam Hussein is still cowering in fear of George Bush and Tony Blair. I assume he’s cowering. Maybe he’s not. I never thought of Hussein as stupid, but even the best of us have our moments, right?
Air Canada is going under pretty quick. Too bad… not that I fly anywhere. Maybe that’s the problem?
Nah, don’t care about that.
What’s new in my world?
Not too much. I think my rut is in danger of running pretty deep. I like my work, I don’t love it though. I was hoping to love this job, and certainly the infatuation was there when I started. Now it’s sort of dragging a little. But I still like it. I get to deal with art, artists and people who appreciate art! I’m certainly curious where it will lead me, which means I have to stick to it.
London’s social scene just isn’t the same as Toronto. It’s nice and all, but… smaller. Besides, since I’m not looking to ‘hook up’, it takes some of the fun out of it.
Amy’s a great roommate. We get along very well, and she understands my need for confrontation and is doing very good at not taking it personally! I’ve learned a lot about her, and learned about myself in the process. Or else I’ve changed. That’s possible.
I know I’ve changed. I’m more patient now than I was. I look a little further ahead, and even try to take the time to look ahead! Who knew? lol.
I’ve changed my diet and lifestyle. I know I’ve lost weight, and I’m dying to find out how much I’ve lost! I’ll have to go home to Toronto to find out I suppose.
Ian came for a visit on the weekend. I LOVE when he visits. I wish it were more often, but you take what you can get, right? Besides, aren’t tortured souls the most interesting ones? Absence makes the heart grow fonder? Um… that’s all I got. On top of that, I think having the time to ourselves is very helpful. I hope when we get back together that the balance doesn’t get tipped!
Anyway, I love when he visits. I get to bring out my A game in the kitchen. All this ‘healthy’ stuff that I’ve been making is good, but it’s just not as much fun to make a sensible salad as it is to prepare an enormous, delectable meal like the ones I make for Ian! I think I managed to feed him more this weekend than I ever have. His capacity is really getting to be enormous; I’m sure he eats more than I ever could now! He had four full meals on Saturday, and on Sunday he had three (I had to make dinner ‘light’ so he could drive home okay.) A full meal for Ian would probably feed most families!
This weekend I really did keep him stuffed most of the time. He spend a lot of time just sitting on the couch while I massaged his stomach. It really helps stop the discomfort you get from having your stomach full. (I learned this many years… and many pounds… ago)
He ate pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausages, salad, ice cream, chips, cheesecake, pasta, chicken. And that was just Saturday! Sunday was waffles, omelettes, soup, popcorn and pork chops.
I’ve been thinking back to when Ian was a ‘mere’ 300 pounds, and deciding that he really wanted to be serious about gaining weight. I remember taunting him about his weight, and how he rather enjoyed my barbs. I haven’t been doing that lately, since I see him so little the last thing I want to do is spend my time mocking him! But he did enjoy it, maybe I could go back to it. Certainly now that he’s bigger than me I’m coming at a better angle to make fat jokes eh?
Oh, by the way, as of today he’s 449 pounds. I knew I should have bought him that second cheesecake! He’ll probably hit 450 sometime this week, but maybe I can visit him to help put him over the top.
Anyway… what words would be best used to lovingly make light of his weight? He already chats under the name ‘Tilikum’, which is the name of the largest whale in captivity! Certainly elephantine would be one word describing him!
Ah well. I’ll come up with something good!
Let’s see… Saddam Hussein is still cowering in fear of George Bush and Tony Blair. I assume he’s cowering. Maybe he’s not. I never thought of Hussein as stupid, but even the best of us have our moments, right?
Air Canada is going under pretty quick. Too bad… not that I fly anywhere. Maybe that’s the problem?
Nah, don’t care about that.
What’s new in my world?
Not too much. I think my rut is in danger of running pretty deep. I like my work, I don’t love it though. I was hoping to love this job, and certainly the infatuation was there when I started. Now it’s sort of dragging a little. But I still like it. I get to deal with art, artists and people who appreciate art! I’m certainly curious where it will lead me, which means I have to stick to it.
London’s social scene just isn’t the same as Toronto. It’s nice and all, but… smaller. Besides, since I’m not looking to ‘hook up’, it takes some of the fun out of it.
Amy’s a great roommate. We get along very well, and she understands my need for confrontation and is doing very good at not taking it personally! I’ve learned a lot about her, and learned about myself in the process. Or else I’ve changed. That’s possible.
I know I’ve changed. I’m more patient now than I was. I look a little further ahead, and even try to take the time to look ahead! Who knew? lol.
I’ve changed my diet and lifestyle. I know I’ve lost weight, and I’m dying to find out how much I’ve lost! I’ll have to go home to Toronto to find out I suppose.
Ian came for a visit on the weekend. I LOVE when he visits. I wish it were more often, but you take what you can get, right? Besides, aren’t tortured souls the most interesting ones? Absence makes the heart grow fonder? Um… that’s all I got. On top of that, I think having the time to ourselves is very helpful. I hope when we get back together that the balance doesn’t get tipped!
Anyway, I love when he visits. I get to bring out my A game in the kitchen. All this ‘healthy’ stuff that I’ve been making is good, but it’s just not as much fun to make a sensible salad as it is to prepare an enormous, delectable meal like the ones I make for Ian! I think I managed to feed him more this weekend than I ever have. His capacity is really getting to be enormous; I’m sure he eats more than I ever could now! He had four full meals on Saturday, and on Sunday he had three (I had to make dinner ‘light’ so he could drive home okay.) A full meal for Ian would probably feed most families!
This weekend I really did keep him stuffed most of the time. He spend a lot of time just sitting on the couch while I massaged his stomach. It really helps stop the discomfort you get from having your stomach full. (I learned this many years… and many pounds… ago)
He ate pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausages, salad, ice cream, chips, cheesecake, pasta, chicken. And that was just Saturday! Sunday was waffles, omelettes, soup, popcorn and pork chops.
I’ve been thinking back to when Ian was a ‘mere’ 300 pounds, and deciding that he really wanted to be serious about gaining weight. I remember taunting him about his weight, and how he rather enjoyed my barbs. I haven’t been doing that lately, since I see him so little the last thing I want to do is spend my time mocking him! But he did enjoy it, maybe I could go back to it. Certainly now that he’s bigger than me I’m coming at a better angle to make fat jokes eh?
Oh, by the way, as of today he’s 449 pounds. I knew I should have bought him that second cheesecake! He’ll probably hit 450 sometime this week, but maybe I can visit him to help put him over the top.
Anyway… what words would be best used to lovingly make light of his weight? He already chats under the name ‘Tilikum’, which is the name of the largest whale in captivity! Certainly elephantine would be one word describing him!
Ah well. I’ll come up with something good!
// posted by Charlotte @ 2:45:00 PM 
