Operation: Bikini Bombshell

but i did not shoot the deputy.

gotta luv bob marley. gotta stop watching "i am legend." this is the show de jour on hbo, showtime, etc for late nite non-sleepers. oddly enough, i taped it…dvr/tivo so i can watch it whenever i want, but i still have not seen the alternate ending that’s on dvd. has anyone? does will live? caz i’ve heard there’s a sequel being written as i type. the writer in me assumes it will be a pre-quel…detailing the events that happened before crazy took over and started injecting random people for the sake of medicine.

think gardisil, the shot offered for hpv for women. there was an article in the paper months ago that the governor of texas made it mandatory for women over 15 y/o to be vaccinated. if i lived in texas, i would be writing my senator and calling the governor to tell them to collectively kiss both mine and my daughter’s asses. not that i have anything against medicine, but things should be tested and people should be given a choice.

maybe it’s just the rebel in me. i don’t like people telling me what to do. well, unless i’ve researched it and think it makes sense for me.

anyway, someone should write a horror movie about that (horror isn’t my genre). here’s the scenario….women are given a shot to prevent certain female troubles….the shot seems to cure it at first, but they develop other symptoms. they become seductive. no man can resist them. but the man they take home….is dinner.

anyway, my saga continues. it is the same - eradicate body fat. develop some girly muscles. the body fat is an issue. i am still continuing my diet and workout plan. this, i assume (and have researched and been told) will build lean body mass and lower my body fat.

i’m researching other options to see if there’s anything wrong with me physically.  a few years ago, i had some borderline endocrine issues, but the med’s made me sick even when i was on the lowest possible doseage. even when my diet was on point and my workouts seemed endless (until the 60th minute), i still did not lose any weight. i am reluctant to see an endocrinologist again. from my last experience, they skewed the tests to get the results they wanted to put my on daily medication - they did not take fasting tests, but asked me to eat the fattiest food possible for up to 3 hours before i had blood drawn). i think (and i’m not a doctor) that anyone’s tests would be quite different with that amout of fat.

sooooooo, on to my point. has anyone had metabolic testing done? and woudl i need that and glucose testing? caz this shit is annoying. i am working way too hard to not have lost any weight. not that i’m stopping…i can see a baby gun under the flab on my arms dying to come out. i just want results.

ok, i think this is the 1st year since i’ve known what a resolution is that i have not made any. nada, not one single one. i have some goals that are already in progress, but no resolutions. i don’t know if i was too busy…i had some procrastination issues with one of my writing goals and ended up scrambling at the last minute…or if i was just over it (resolutions, not goals).

the only thing i could think of today was one of the resolutions i made last year…talk less, listen more. even though i consider myself a fairly quiet person (sometimes)…my BFF and her hubby (the other BFF) have informed me that i am quite the little chatterbox. and they may be right, but only with people that i like. if you’re not on that list and we’ve met in person, you’d probably think i was mute. and being who i am, i had to rationalize their little analysis…i think it’s because i don’t really watch tv (it’s mostly used for background noise and i tivo whatever i want to watch for my late nite insomnia episodes). and i always catch them in the middle of some show they like - hahaha, and talk all the way thru it. certain shows, i’ve been instructed that there’s no talking til commercials and i’m always like "how can you stand this (meaning the not talking)" after i’ve been shushed a few times.

anyway, i am still continuing the assault on body fat. christmas was no biggie, but new years….ahhh, the brunches, the champagne, the carbs, the champagne, and the mimosas. they all added up and smacked my ass on the scale. but, i am working it out.

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