checking in

i just ate way too much cake. but since it was the only real snackfood in the apartment (i'm sticking to that!), i don't feel so bad. that, and it's some kind of twisted reward for having lost nearly 20 pounds in a year. apparently, whatever exercising/eating better i've been doing is working, albeit slowly. makes me feel a tiny bit gratified, at least.

it's not been a good week for getting stuff done, however. i've been lagging behind, through no fault of my own, mind you. too many places to be. nothing a day of rest can't cure, i swear.

and now, a nice supper with some friends and a bit of dance club release. ah, it's been too long.