As noted earlier, I woke up feeling well! It was amazing! And I kept feeling well all day!
Well, sort of. After doing a bit of reading around on IBS etc., I figured I'd start keeping a food and digestion diary. It turns out that even on days when I think I feel fine, like today, I don't actually feel fine. I just ignore all the little moments of discomfort, or take pills to make them go away. This is useful but depressing to know.
Other than that, work was work and I got my work done--it felt wonderful to be clear-headed and reasonably energetic all day--and then Josh and I went down to the East Village to check out a new ramen shop, which, like all New York ramen shops, is inferior to Terakawa. (Yes, I will even take Terakawa over the famous Ippudo, not least because I don't have to wait three hours to eat there.) Oh well. Afterwards I wanted dessert, despite knowing that that was probably a bad idea, so I asked my magic phone where there was a vegan bakery nearby and it led me to a teeny-tiny place on West 4th between Broadway and Mercer, where I got a super-sweet but awesome peanut butter brownie that is proof positive that "vegan" does not mean "healthy". Of course it gave me a bit of heartburn... but it was worth it.
We walked down West 4th, stopping to admire the magnolias in the courtyard at NYU Law, which are in glorious full bloom. Then we got on the A train home and were treated to an excellent breakdance show featuring four young men, a young woman, and an extremely earnest boy who couldn't have been more than eight years old. The young woman had some serious moves and one of the young men did a hilarious set of tricks with a shoe (you kind of had to be there). I get pretty jaded about these things because I see them all the time--there's an eight-minute stretch on the A train between 59th Street and 125th Street that a lot of these crews use for prime performance time--but they were all pretty talented and having fun and being affectionate and complimenting one another, so it was a really nice capper to the evening.
The cats were very feisty when we got home; Java ran away when I went to medicate him, and Sam climbed up on my bed and simultaneously purred and gave me threatening looks when I petted her, eventually actually play-biting my knuckle! I informed her that play-biting is not permitted (though I am pleased that it wasn't a real bite) and shooed her off for a bit. Now she's back, curled up on "her" pillow, and snoozing. Ridiculous cat.
I had a lovely phonedate with Xtina, and then she went to bed and I did a bit of hotel research for Harry Connolly because that's the sort of thing I like doing, and now I'm going to go conk out. And SLEEP IN because it is FRIDAY. *bliss*
My tentative plans to meet Tim in midtown in the evening and drive him home have fallen through, so my schedule looks something like this:
2) Eat breakfast. (I got a vegan protein bar to have for breakfast. $3 for 270 calories is kind of ridiculous but it's better than having rice at noon and then forgetting to eat anything else until dinnertime.)
Sign up for Dancesport classes.
Went to check whether they were up yet, and they were, so I just signed up. In theory I will go dancing five times a week in May! This will be either great or awful. But my Groupon gives me unlimited classes, which means I can go to as many as I want and feel no stress at all about ditching some if they turn out to annoy me.
4) Shower and dress and leave the house.
5) Work. I haven't gotten any freelance work done in a stupidly long time because of being sick, but I refuse to be sick any longer, so dammit I will get work done tomorrow. I even got the OCR program from Josh that will let me turn screencaps of Popular Mechanics
articles into text I can edit, so I have no excuse not to work on the book, and if I don't feel like doing that then I will edit a manuscript that's been waiting patiently for me (and is due mid-May).
6) Try to really do freelance work during my freelance work hours. That means: Do not do any PW
work. Do not do any Readercon stuff. Do not spend more than the bare minimum amount of time checking email, LJing, or Twittering.
7) When Josh gets home, make chicken soup for dinner and watch the first episode of Game of Thrones
8) Change my sheets and put away the l*undry.
I think that sounds like a very good day. Time to sleep so I can meet it well-rested.You can leave a comment on the Dreamwidth version of this entry if you like. The current comment count is .