|Another Halloween out of the way and another promise to plan ahead next year and come up with a truly spectacular costume. Walking in the parade was so much fun last night though, maybe I really will be inspired to do something memorable in 12 months time. I just have to come up with something that shows off my legs and doesn't involve high heels. I should write down all the inspired ideas I saw last night so I won't feel so clueless next October, but I probably won't.|
Also scary, how I felt after running the last ten miles of the marathon with my team on Saturday. My leg actually stopped hurting after about six miles, but then fatigue set in and the two and a half miles I jogged home afterwards were miserable and slow. Hopefully I can just blame it on lack of nourishment, as I didn't eat anything beforehand and I still seem to be boycotting most meals even though yes, I do know better. At least I don't seem to be losing any more weight, but that's probably because my body is going into starvation mode and putting the brakes on my metabolism. At least that would explain why it's been so difficult to wake up in the mornings.
Also scary is that I've been feeling bored lately and starting to feel that sweet midwestern boy might not be so into me after all. There was a Sex and the City on that topic, how sometimes you know that "he's just not that into" you and that's okay and you should just move on. Funny that I should mention that because apparently LOTS of other blogs have too. The scary part however is that I've been getting the impulse to e-mail the Republican of Date From Hell fame, because despite everything, he was entertaining. Weird, huh?
And scariest of all is tomorrow...though there will certainly be some relief in getting it over with. I'll do my inconsequential balloting thing in the morning and then come in to work to watch tv all day, even though we probably won't know anything solid about the results until the middle of next week. Oddly enough, I'm not working tomorrow night, so I should look into whether or not there will be any interesting political parties going on. Of course, the whole point of my not working tomorrow night is so that I can come in early the next morning for the probable continuing coverage, so drinking myself into a partisan stupor might well be ill advised.