Status Report for 11-28-7

I’m still a little uneasy, but it is done. It’s not quite like a weight lifted off of me, it’s more like slumping afterwards.

I handed in my First Aid kit five minutes before it was due. In my exercise phys class, as he also teaches that, he said all kits were approved and to take them off his hands. So I guess it’s good! Such a relief! I completely owe Loralei. Cunnilingus? Ha ha. I think cuddles will satisfy her. Maybe I’ll take her out to dinner or something.

I put the finishing touches on my paper this morning, and submitted a copy before I left this morning. He apparently didn’t want a paper copy. Curious professor. He hasn’t said it’s not accepted, so I can only assume it was. Yeah, I’m uneasy about it. I’d assume if the paper was OMGSUX0R, he would have given me a heads-up. I don’t care about the grade, just let me pass! Please? Please? I tried, damn it!

I allowed myself to try and relax, playing Smash Bros Melee with the kids in the TV lounge. (Though, it was partly trying to get away from the feeling that maybe everything would crumble under me, despite my best efforts.) Won a match as Brown Eye Bowser. The next match was very strange. Final Destination, I was Bowser, and everybody else was Kirby. They kept sucking me (ha ha) and stealing my fire-breathing ability. And ganging up on me. I felt like the fucking final boss!

I remain undefeated as Peach in that room. Incredible. The last kid remaining had three lives, and I had a single life. Oh yes, you better believe I pulled a come-from-behind win. I love doing that. I was fighting a Samus, so I was really aggressive. I try to play as Peach only once a day, so I don’t lose my touch. Ha ha. Too much fun.

With the two major stressors of the semester mostly behind me, I have this gigantic urge to move inanimate objects. I’ve decided to crank up my intensity a little bit. Grawr. I remember how good those 275 lb singles felt. I want to deadlift more. I know to limit heavy pulls to once a week, but man, I WANT TO DEADLIFT. I also know my schedule may be a little odd through December. I can feel it. So I won’t try to write myself a set routine. I’m at that point where I can write my workouts day-to-day based on how I feel.

Man, I’m so excited. I’m so happy I can still be so excited about my little hobby called lifting.