Hm.

Right now I totally don't understand other people's pain. Well I do, sort of, but it's purely in a logical way, I just don't get how they can't put it to the side and move past it. Maybe it's just how I'm thinking right now. Or maybe my mind is superhuman and I no longer have any pain that requires dealing with. Either way.

I went for a walk last night at about half past midnight, was gone for about an hour, did 7,500 steps in that time. Most of it barefoot, because it was raining, and to start with I was wearing jandals, and because my feet got wet, the rain grit got between my feet and the rubber, and it started being uncomfortable and bordering on painful, so I just took them off and carried them.

So tonight (assuming the temperature is 10 degrees or higher at midnight) I'm going to wear shoes. And maybe slightly more than just a singlet and sport shorts, I think a third layer is called for in this weather. I'm also going to walk further, try and crack 10,000 steps before bedtime sort of thing. And I've remembered to set my alarm, so that should go off at 10:30am, and I'll get about 8 hours sleep. Well, 8 hours in bed at least.

I've decided that being as late at night is when I have both the time and the inclination to exercise, that late at night is when I shall exercise. I'm sick of being fat so I'm doing something about it. In a manner that nobody can mock me for, because nobody knows about it. I think that's ok.

I found my gym assignments, and (shock!) my judging course notes. Turns out Olly was right, I did have it at home. Although I'm not entirely sure why, but at least I have it now, and I found all the symbols I was looking for before the KB competition is the course notes. Not that I was judging fast enough to get both symbols and deductions, but never mind.

I've been doing more work on the painting for Ann as well. Admittedly the work is moving in spits and farts, but it's making progress, I just have to get a container with some clean water so I can do a blue wash for part of the background, then I can really get down to business with the detail and hopefully have it finished before the end of the month. She asked me to do a painting for her over a year ago so (finally) getting it finished is well over due.

I smoked all my weed. I wasn't disappointed in myself, just disappointed that until next week I don't have enough cash to get more. I do, at least, have a dealer now. And he's selling relatively trippy stuff, I got the giggles a couple of times and I only really get the giggles if it's good stuff. I'd like to buy and ounce at some point, but if I did whilst still living at my Mum's place I can almost guarantee I'd get caught and then she'd throw it away, which would be a complete waste of money, brains, and time. Whereas if I wait til I have my own place and buy and ounce, I might be able to get some seeds and grow some for personal use.

Also, I've been fairly easily aroused. Like really easily. Like all this together makes me pretty sure I'm on the up train, and I'm enjoying it, and I want to stay up. And I don't want to go down. So I'm just doing anything I can to prolong the up. Cos like I read the other day, it's not like anybody goes to the doctor complaining or hypomania