“Taco Tuesday 2: This Time She Doesn’t Have Applause Because the ProBiotics Seem to Have Worked” : Dating the POS Way (An Advice Column for a Friend with a Title Shamelessly Stolen {& slightly altered} From teh Same Friend)


So the big day haz finally arrived.

Mood Music

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MMM 316: Contingencies

Something was missing document-wise for my buyer’s buyers on Friday, so that closing is now happening today, supposedly.  We shall see.

Aaaaaalmost too racy for WP.

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MMM 315: end DST

Because it was just starting to be light in the mornings when I got up, and now that’s shot to hell for a month at least.

What’s she looking at?

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MMM 313: Worn out

Don’t sell a house you live in.  Emptying it is so much easier than getting it pretty enough for pictures.

This sweater is small and impractical.

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MMM 312: show prep

Gotta get the house ready for pictures this week.  Taking a carload of boxes and a cat to parents’ house next weekend.  Have to go check for trapped varmints as soon as I publish this poat.  Woo!

Locker room selfie.

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MMM 311: Just the goods

I managed to get behind on work over the weekend, so today will be quick.

Looks warm there.

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MMM 309: Stoicism

So what I’ve learned is that I’m not managing stress well at all lately.  I’ve taken too much on, or at least what I’ve taken on has swelled beyond what I can cope with adequately.  I need to spend some effort on dealing with that, managing it, because it’s not going away any time soon.

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A Farts’ Tale – POS Pooting

Because this is a classy place

&

I am most assuredly a classy guy

Some Music:

Some Poetry:

“”Sing, sweet bird, I kneen nat where thou art!”
This Nicholas anon let fle a fart
As greet as it had been a thonder-dent
That with the strook he was almost yblent (blinded)
And he was ready with iron hoot
And Nicholas ammyd the ers he smoot.[7]”

Some Art: (no not that kind)

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Week 308: Stress

I got stress. Stress makes me overeat or make bad choices, or at least degrades my willpower to the point that I don’t have as an easy time keeping to the plan. Last week was also an experiment in shifting my eating window based on some “circadian rhythm” research that strongly suggests hormonal benefit to earlier eating rather than later eating, assuming one is eating in a time-restricted window. I did it for 7 days, and skipping dinner is much, much harder than skipping breakfast and lunch. I also closed on my construction loan last week (stressor) and had a pre-appeals-board meeting with County Health and Safety. Today I get to call the Department of Environmental Quality to schedule a site visit and talk about my driveway and the pond I’d like to dig. And I’m up 4# from last Monday, which, well, see the earlier part of this paragraph.

I have this same crucifix necklace, but I wear it on a steel chain.

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MMM 307: running low

The binders, that is.  Also, work is going to be weird this week.  We were supposed to be doing a huge thing that required travel and burning disks and now that’s in a Puerto Rican warehouse.

Matching outfit.

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