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Not much has been going on lately. Just living, working, and exercising. I’m 17 days into Dr. Ian’s Fat Smash Diet and have lost around ten pounds. I tweaked the program a bit. I’d been exercising and doing weights for about a week or two before I started the diet. However, the program suggests waiting until Phase 3 to incorporate weights into your workout routine. I didn’t want to stop so I kept on doing the weights. I’ve noticed a significant change in my body. I’m visibly thinner, and my limbs are more toned. I have a goal to be beach-ready in September (although I’m sure I won’t be going to a beach as I don’t do open water like that). Also, I got my STD test results yesterday. Everything was negative. While I’m getting my body in better shape and taking personal inventory I’ve chosen to become celibate. I wasn’t getting any on the regular anyway...LOL
On the downside of things...I think I'm developing feelings for someone. And I don't want to...
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Oh nothing much...
I've just been living and working, not much going on at the moment. I've started Dr. Ian's "Fat Smash Diet Program." I'm on Day 4 of Phase 1. So far, its going pretty good. The first day was the hardest, but now I'm settling into it. It lasts for nine days and I'll be finished with the detox/first phase on Wednesday. My mom was supposed to be doing the diet with me, but she's cheated every day...except for today...well I don't know what she's ate since I spoke to her this morning. At any rate, I've lost 4 pounds already. Wish me luck...
Monday, May 11, 2009
I hate first impressions...
Just in general, I hate first impressions. I once went to a "meet and greet" with some people from a message board that I frequent. We were all cool on the board and I thought it would have been an enjoyable experience. However, when we actually met up it was something off-kilter...me LOL. I attribute that to them not knowing I was gay and trying to cover it up. Oh well, I'm glad I grew out of that. I spoke to one of the members recently and he said that I seemed like I didn't want to eat in front of them, LOL. That's kind of an odd observation though because I distinctively remember enjoying corn on the cob and then making a joke about it. I just don't like first impressions. They are too weighted...like an honors course in high school. I'm the type of person who has to warm up to you. My first impressions are cordial at best and are in no way warm and personable. But I mean really...is that my fault?
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I got tested yesterday...
I had a STD screening yesterday. There was nothing to be worried about, but as a gay man I feel its something I have to do as regularly as seeing a dentist. Its always an interesting experience to say the least. It starts with a urine sample. (I’d prefer to have a plastic cup with a cap on it, but who am I to question the tried and true methods of peeing in a paper cup with no cap on it.) For me that’s always the hardest part because I have to put the cup down, fix my clothes, and wash my hands while carrying around a urine sample. But once that’s over its all good, lol. Then I had to go back to the waiting room for a while and update some paperwork.
I usually go to the Department of Health’s clinic. It’s quick and the services are prorated based on your income. My total cost was a little over $7. There is a television in the waiting room that’s always on CNN. And of course the latest state to recognize gay marriage was being featured, lol. For a moment I was slightly uncomfortable (despite recognizing gay tendencies since the age of 4 and always knowing I was gay, I didn’t embrace my sexuality until I was 21 so I’m still getting used to being okay with it). The segment featured two men kissing…in general I’m not a fan of public displays of affection. But then a guy sitting two chairs away from me let out a groan and then a chuckle. It was about ten of us in the waiting room and he was the only one to outwardly react to the segment. (1 out of 10 ain’t bad at all.) But anyway…that’s the kind of shit I have to deal with.
I didn’t have to wait too long before Louise (name changed), the nurse, called my name. She was probably in her mid-50s, white, short hair, stocky, and about 5’4.” She checked my blood pressure which was 176/20 something. I can’t remember exactly what it was, but it was good. Then the interesting part came… She proceeded to ask me the usual questions, but felt the need to caution me about them being sexually explicit. I think she was uncomfortable asking me the questions…I had no problem answering them. It’s easy to answer “no” to “have you ever had sex with anyone for money or drugs?” Hell no! LOL But I guess its something enigmatic about a young, black, clean-cut, gay guy being responsible for his health. LOL, anyway…I’ll give her a pass. And I did. She flustered and said, “Sometimes these questions are just…” I helped her out and told her, “I’m a writer, so I’m used to putting myself out there.” She laughed and asked if I was planning on writing a novel. Not just yet Louise.
The nurse took my blood sample. The sight of the needles hurt more than the insertion itself so I tend to look away. Louise finished labeling and writing, told me the doctor would be in shortly, and left. I moved from the chair to the examination table because it was more comfortable, plus I knew I’d end up on it anyway. Might as well beat the doctor to the punch, right?
I had to wait about a minute before the doctor came to the room. She was a friendly lady, and the same doctor I’d seen on previous visits. She started the examination by asking me if anything was wrong, checking lymph nodes, and checking my chest, back and feet for a rash specific to syphilis. Everything was cool…moving along. She took a throat culture by sticking these things that looked like long cotton swabs down my throat and joked saying, “This is the part I hate. It’s usually when I see something coming back at me that I move away.” “I bet you do,” I said. She laughed and told me to pull down my pants and underwear so she can check out the “going ons” down there, LOL. She didn’t say it like that…that’s all me LOL. But it was at the moment that I remembered I’d wore bikini underwear that day…oh well.
“I would wear a special kind of underwear today,” I laughed.
She looked.
“There’s nothing wrong with those underwear,” she replied.
“Yeah, you’ve probably seen it all.”
She burst out laughing...it didn’t seem all that funny to me but I guess it made her remember a particular patient in the past.
“Well, I don’t say that I’ve seen it all because as soon as I do…something else trumps it.”
She composed herself and examined the front and back. Everything’s cool and she told me I could pull my pants back up.
The doctor did some more writing and labeling and gave me my checkout form to take to the cashier. She told me to schedule an appointment to come get the results in three weeks and sent me on my way.
Overall, it was a respectful experience and I hope this post shows that its not as bad or scary as it may seem. It may be and seem a little uncomfortable, but if you pride yourself in being responsible for your health you’ll be okay. So now it’s your turn!
I usually go to the Department of Health’s clinic. It’s quick and the services are prorated based on your income. My total cost was a little over $7. There is a television in the waiting room that’s always on CNN. And of course the latest state to recognize gay marriage was being featured, lol. For a moment I was slightly uncomfortable (despite recognizing gay tendencies since the age of 4 and always knowing I was gay, I didn’t embrace my sexuality until I was 21 so I’m still getting used to being okay with it). The segment featured two men kissing…in general I’m not a fan of public displays of affection. But then a guy sitting two chairs away from me let out a groan and then a chuckle. It was about ten of us in the waiting room and he was the only one to outwardly react to the segment. (1 out of 10 ain’t bad at all.) But anyway…that’s the kind of shit I have to deal with.
I didn’t have to wait too long before Louise (name changed), the nurse, called my name. She was probably in her mid-50s, white, short hair, stocky, and about 5’4.” She checked my blood pressure which was 176/20 something. I can’t remember exactly what it was, but it was good. Then the interesting part came… She proceeded to ask me the usual questions, but felt the need to caution me about them being sexually explicit. I think she was uncomfortable asking me the questions…I had no problem answering them. It’s easy to answer “no” to “have you ever had sex with anyone for money or drugs?” Hell no! LOL But I guess its something enigmatic about a young, black, clean-cut, gay guy being responsible for his health. LOL, anyway…I’ll give her a pass. And I did. She flustered and said, “Sometimes these questions are just…” I helped her out and told her, “I’m a writer, so I’m used to putting myself out there.” She laughed and asked if I was planning on writing a novel. Not just yet Louise.
The nurse took my blood sample. The sight of the needles hurt more than the insertion itself so I tend to look away. Louise finished labeling and writing, told me the doctor would be in shortly, and left. I moved from the chair to the examination table because it was more comfortable, plus I knew I’d end up on it anyway. Might as well beat the doctor to the punch, right?
I had to wait about a minute before the doctor came to the room. She was a friendly lady, and the same doctor I’d seen on previous visits. She started the examination by asking me if anything was wrong, checking lymph nodes, and checking my chest, back and feet for a rash specific to syphilis. Everything was cool…moving along. She took a throat culture by sticking these things that looked like long cotton swabs down my throat and joked saying, “This is the part I hate. It’s usually when I see something coming back at me that I move away.” “I bet you do,” I said. She laughed and told me to pull down my pants and underwear so she can check out the “going ons” down there, LOL. She didn’t say it like that…that’s all me LOL. But it was at the moment that I remembered I’d wore bikini underwear that day…oh well.
“I would wear a special kind of underwear today,” I laughed.
She looked.
“There’s nothing wrong with those underwear,” she replied.
“Yeah, you’ve probably seen it all.”
She burst out laughing...it didn’t seem all that funny to me but I guess it made her remember a particular patient in the past.
“Well, I don’t say that I’ve seen it all because as soon as I do…something else trumps it.”
She composed herself and examined the front and back. Everything’s cool and she told me I could pull my pants back up.
The doctor did some more writing and labeling and gave me my checkout form to take to the cashier. She told me to schedule an appointment to come get the results in three weeks and sent me on my way.
Overall, it was a respectful experience and I hope this post shows that its not as bad or scary as it may seem. It may be and seem a little uncomfortable, but if you pride yourself in being responsible for your health you’ll be okay. So now it’s your turn!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
50 FIRST REACTIONS
This is called 50 FIRST REACTIONS. Type what comes to your mind FIRST whenever you see these 50 words. Don’t think and don’t go back and change. Doesn’t matter how random it is, just type it!
1. Beer: Yuck
2. Food: Love
3. Relationships: Ha!
4. Your CRUSH: I’m crushed out at the moment.
5. Power Rangers: I always wanted to be the black one.
6. Life: Great
7. The President: He reminds me of an uncle.
8. Yummy: Tummy
9. Cars: Eh
10. Movies: I need to check out the latest.
11. Halloween: Don’t celebrate it.
12. Sex: Hehehe…not a regular occurrence
13. Religion: Why did religion have to be right after sex?
14. Hate: Why?
15. Fear: Perfect love (God) casts out fear.
16. Marriage: Maybe…
17. Blondes: Ummm…what about them?
18. Slippers: I need some new ones but I never think to buy some when I go to the store.
19. Shoes: Its time to buy some
20. Asians: Love their food.
21. Past time: Good company…come sit with me by the sea.
22. One night stand: Yuck
23. My cell phone: I need a new one…I have my eye on the Palm Pre
24. Smoke: Tried it a few times, but not my thing.
25. Fantasy: Trying to make it a reality.
26. College: Been there done that…about to do it again.
27. High school life: Hated it.
28. Pajamas: Love them.
29. Stars: In the sky?
30. Center: My mom has a daycare center.
31. Alcohol: I’m not big on it.
32. The word love: As a noun or a verb? I prefer loving…noun and verb hehehe.
33. Friends: Oh man…I love them.
34. Money: Ooh child.
35. Heartache: Been there done that.
36. Time: Too much and not enough.
37. Divorce: I hope to never experience it.
38. Dogs: You know…I like them, they’re funny, but I don’t want one…at the moment.
39. Undies: What about them? They’re clean.
40. Parents: Cool people for the most part.
41. Babies: Oooh no. Just had a nightmare about that very thing.
42. Ex: Never had one.
43. Song: “There Goes My Baby” by Charlie Wilson
44. Color: Black of course
45. Weddings: Who’s getting married?
46. Pizza: Mmmm….cheese with pineapple and extra sauce. Oh and don’t forget the extra garlic sauce cups.
47. Hangout: Home…friend’s house.
48. Rest: Yes…I need some.
49. Goal: Working on it.
50. Inspiration: People…where they’ve come from, been, and are going.
1. Beer: Yuck
2. Food: Love
3. Relationships: Ha!
4. Your CRUSH: I’m crushed out at the moment.
5. Power Rangers: I always wanted to be the black one.
6. Life: Great
7. The President: He reminds me of an uncle.
8. Yummy: Tummy
9. Cars: Eh
10. Movies: I need to check out the latest.
11. Halloween: Don’t celebrate it.
12. Sex: Hehehe…not a regular occurrence
13. Religion: Why did religion have to be right after sex?
14. Hate: Why?
15. Fear: Perfect love (God) casts out fear.
16. Marriage: Maybe…
17. Blondes: Ummm…what about them?
18. Slippers: I need some new ones but I never think to buy some when I go to the store.
19. Shoes: Its time to buy some
20. Asians: Love their food.
21. Past time: Good company…come sit with me by the sea.
22. One night stand: Yuck
23. My cell phone: I need a new one…I have my eye on the Palm Pre
24. Smoke: Tried it a few times, but not my thing.
25. Fantasy: Trying to make it a reality.
26. College: Been there done that…about to do it again.
27. High school life: Hated it.
28. Pajamas: Love them.
29. Stars: In the sky?
30. Center: My mom has a daycare center.
31. Alcohol: I’m not big on it.
32. The word love: As a noun or a verb? I prefer loving…noun and verb hehehe.
33. Friends: Oh man…I love them.
34. Money: Ooh child.
35. Heartache: Been there done that.
36. Time: Too much and not enough.
37. Divorce: I hope to never experience it.
38. Dogs: You know…I like them, they’re funny, but I don’t want one…at the moment.
39. Undies: What about them? They’re clean.
40. Parents: Cool people for the most part.
41. Babies: Oooh no. Just had a nightmare about that very thing.
42. Ex: Never had one.
43. Song: “There Goes My Baby” by Charlie Wilson
44. Color: Black of course
45. Weddings: Who’s getting married?
46. Pizza: Mmmm….cheese with pineapple and extra sauce. Oh and don’t forget the extra garlic sauce cups.
47. Hangout: Home…friend’s house.
48. Rest: Yes…I need some.
49. Goal: Working on it.
50. Inspiration: People…where they’ve come from, been, and are going.
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