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Entries this day: Today animal_of_mine sick Today 4:33pm JST Saturday 11 November 2006 (day 13380) Definitely sore and swollen tonsils today. I cancelled my after-work language exchange with Shinpei. Thankfully, two students in-a-row cancelled their lessons today. I just chilled out and watched Daily Show on youtube. Tracy and I had lunch together and talked about sex. Not as in we are going to have any, but interesting stories from each of us. permalinkanimal of mine 7:40pm JST Saturday 11 November 2006 (day 13380) Since Kim's suggestion that I treat myself as my own best friend, I have started to take into consideration ways I would treat my best friend if my best friend were myself. Like when I lay down to snooze, I realized my lips were a bit chapped and they'd be worse in the morning, but I couldn't bear to get up to find my chap stick... but then I realized I'd do it for my best friend. And I did it. And I appreciated it. No chapped lips the next morning. This arrangement has transformed a little bit in the past couple of days to treating myself as me inside an animal named Rob. Sometimes I let Rob be a slob and just veg out. And sometimes I try to crack the whip and get some action going on. Or inaction, in the case of me cancelling my Japanese lesson for tonight, and cancelling my meeting with Yuuko tomorrow to play ultimate. Animal Rob wants to meet, play, do, kill, but I won't let that happen. The last one is pretty easy to strike from the list, but the first three are still there, especially since I don't remember what she looks like and can fill in the blanks as attractively as desired. But I still haven't written the email yet. And animal Rob doesn't want to. Perhaps I don't want to. Perhaps this is just a ridiculous concept that deserves no further thought, except it is actually what I believe: we are each souls temporarily inhabiting these human animal bodies. Certainly there can be exceptions, but as a rule, that's what we be, says me. But is it a beneficial way to think of my Self? - - - - I wrote to her to cancel. permalinksick 1:16am JST Sunday 12 November 2006 (day 13381) I'm definitely sick. Throat is sore (only on the right, though). Back to sleep now. permalinkprev day next day |