Dear Diary . . . day by day

Wednesday, August 2nd - Hey, a list of goals
When I got dressed this morning, I couldn't find a pair of shorts that weren't beige/tan/light colored. I needed dark shorts because: 1. it's a hot day and I have to wear shorts and 2. I'm expecting my period any minute, and it's really stupid to wear light colored pants. Anyhow, I finally found a pair in my "no longer fits" pile of clothing. And yes - they fit! This particular pair was always too tight around the waist, and I've definitely noticed a smaller waistline recently, so I gave them a try.
I know - you might find this boring, but for me, it's quite the ego boost.
Ian came over and hung out a bit last night. I really needed someone to talk to about my life, but I'm afraid I was a bit too chipper in my emails to him, because he came over with an extremely worried look on his face. "You used smiley faces in your email - several of them," he said, "That, and saying nothing serious was going on, made me really concerned." He's a sweet one, Ian. Good friend. Not only did I get some things off my chest, but he managed to point out a few cycles in my life I hadn't yet noticed. I love the perspective of other people.
One thing I did when talking to Ian (during the "I'm lonely and I'm not sure how to handle it" rant) was list off everything I wanted to get solid in my life:
get a better paying job where I feel worthwhile
continue the level of fiction writing I've achieved during this writing class
write several speculative fiction articles for Strange Horizons - get back in that swing I was in near the end of college when I could whip out a 6-10 page critical essay in an hour or two (usually the night before it was due, but shhhh; I almost always got a 98)
get up the self-confidence to pull off an interview with a famous author I admire
reduce the level of sugar in my diet and cook for myself more often (I had to remind Ian during one of his anti-sugar rants that Elle indulges him mightily on this - I don't have a wife to find the sugar substitutes and experiment cooking with them for me; it's all me, and it all takes time)
get in a final shape and maintain it (probably the farthest along of any of these goals)
travel - hopefully for a month or two, hopefully somewhere exciting like South America
figure out whether I want to get a degree in landscape/garden design or an MFA in Creative Writing. I'm leaning towards the latter, mainly because I'm so into my class right now and I'm being a very good student. I'm afraid landscape design would have some classes that I'd hate, and I'm not sure my self-discipline is up to it
find out about applying to Clarion next summer and figure out how to get to go to it (if I have a job, how can I get 6 weeks off?)
All those goals are my reasons for not wanting a significant other in my life. I couldn't do all that AND start a new relationship. However, the loneliness thing comes along and whallops me every so often, and that sets me back too. Damn brain. How do I program this thing?
Anyhow. I dunno what else. Survivor tonight - whoo-hoo!
Exercise log:
Yoga class. Kalidasa admitted to us that he gave us quite a strong workout - definitely intermediate level yoga. Whoof! Kinda nice, as my legs really have needed more attention, but yesterday was a hot day and I'm not used to pouring sweat like that in yoga class.
Writing log:

I'm currently reading:
Stars in My Pocket Like Grains of Sand by Samuel R. Delany

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