Dear Diary . . . day by day

Thurssday, July 13th - Two single latte kind of day
I had severe anxiety all last night. I won't go into the things I was worrying about, but let's just say that I know better than to do this to myself. I lay there, mulling over things I only think are happening, things that might happen, things that have already happened and nothing can be done about them now, and I know I should just stop. I try. But I can't. And then I can't sleep. And then I'm tired.
Thus, two single lattes. With chocolate covered biscotti. Yum.
I went to Title 9 the other day and found a comfy bra with no underwires. I bought it in black and white, even though it's one you have to pull over your head, at least it's pretty - all stretchy lace. I put it on today under my dragonfly jumper-dress and was simply HORRIFIED when I turned sideways.
I was almost completely flat.
This might be partially due to quitting the pill- I know one's boobs get bigger when you're on the pill, but I hadn't considered that I'd lose them when I quit. Sigh. But this is also due, in part, to this stupid, comfortable bra I'm wearing. You just don't get the BOOST without the underwires, y'know? Support w/out underwires consists of smushing you flat against your body.
Today I actually look like a B cup; most days I can pass as a C.

Exercise log:
Lifted weights: legs. Ouch. I can barely walk today.
Writing log:
Had David read over the very rough final draft of my story and I was horrified by the deafening silence that followed. Luckily, that silence was quickly followed by many helpful suggestions and some good, old-fashioned brainstorming. Yes, it needs a lot of work. I futzed with it some today, hopefully catching all the mortifyingly embarrassing inconsistencies and poor writing so I can turn it in to the class tonight. Eep!
I'm currently reading:
Stars in My Pocket Like Grains of Sand by Samuel R. Delany

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