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oh bother, some blather

 I want to order a pizza (combination) from Papa John’s, and eat as much as I want, before going to bed, as soon or far from eating the day’s last meal as I feel like.   But I don’t want to overspend, or get obese, or complicate my health (diabetes, plantar fasciitis, schizophrenia, broken toe, glasses, oversleeping, and of course sexual health).  Maybe I’ll get an ice cream, diabetes be damned.  Or is it me that would be damned?  Ah, shit.  

I got an ice cream sandwich.  It’s not even real ice cream.  And it cost 3 bucks (too much).  And I had to walk to get it, 6 buildings down the block.  Pretty close, like walking down the hall of my mansion (!).   Pizza is an internet order away.   Taco trucks are close.  This ain’t no food desert.  Although alcohol, cigarettes, ice cream, candy, chips, and soda are hardly healthy menu options.  Beef jerky is maybe the only healthy item.   Oh, and they have nuts.  I could always get a V8, a Clif bar, a box of cheezits, and a Guinness.  Beer has some health value, I think, right?  In moderation.  It’s basically liquid bread, someone told me, once.  

It’s 9:30p.   I wanted to finish a book today, but only got as far as the second chapter.  I slept in.  I didn’t read any Economist.  I didn’t do my pushups.  I’m not really beating myself up.  I mean I did SOMEthing.   Just not EVERYthing.  Well, goodnite.  See you bright and early, Sunday morning.

I listened to some YouTube madness (professor Sheldrake, catholic Mass), and now it’s 10:30p, so I have to reset my alarm, to give myself 8 hours.   Maybe I’ll stay up even longer.  I’m not sure how a pre diabetic diagnosis is determined, and I’m curious if perhaps I’m not anymore (or even never was, if I just ate too much sugar before the test, or something).

hm

lord, have mercy

life or death, light or darkness, love or despair

blessed are the poor in spirit

the meek, the gentle, the humble, the modest

in recognition of human limitations, humanity

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"superior" court, lol (and supreme pizza)

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