Late nights
I haven't been sleeping well lately.
Three factors:
(1) Espresso.
(2) House music.
(3) The thesis.
Explanations to follow. As soon as I can keep still. And focus my eyes.
Daily life in Vancouver, BC filtered through the completely objective, totally non-partisan lens of one freshly minted postdoc
2 Comments:
omg irony.
I have struggled since my teens with my weight. I have always been a bit bigger. I had to have breast reduction surgery at 16 and that seemed to spiral into an expansion of my waistline. Before the surgery, I only weighed about 160 so I was only about 20 pounds overweight.
By 19, I was a size 28/30 and weighed about 295. Well then I met my wife and she wanted me to quit smoking. I was dancing at the bar on a regular basis and she didn’t go out so I quit dancing and smoking and I started packing on the pounds. Over the next eight years I gained almost 200 pounds.
Now I am approaching 30 and HAVE to do something to lose weight.
I decided to ask my mother for help, since she had lost a significant amount of weight herself in the past. I said I wanted to lose weight and she got scared and said, “you’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air ” I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said “FRESH” and it had dice in the mirror. If anything, I could say that this cab was rare but I thought “nah, forget it. Yo’ home to Bel-Air ” I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabby, “yo’ holmes, smell ya’ later ” Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
bump that. exercise more it will solve your problems sleeping.
Thanks for this essentially useless comment.
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