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1. Physical activity

2. Eating breakfast

3. Getting enough sleep (7 hours or more a night)

4. Moderate alcohol consumption

5. Wearing a seat belt

6. Not smoking

7. Being at or near ideal weight

So do you do these?

If you like living and would like to do lots more of it I suggest you start.

I feel pretty good about how my life expectancy calculates according to what we talked about in my Health Psychology class. Of course there’s absolutely no guarantee that I’ll live until 82 like the sheet says. (avg. life expectancy for a male = 72; barring natural disasters, random violence, etc. I expect to reach the century mark)

The lesson here: life is a gift. Do the above and you’ll take advantage of this gift as much as possible.

3 new cd’s

Talib Kweli - The Beautiful Struggle

Talib Kweli - Quality

Mos Def - black on both sides

Only listened to “The Beautiful Struggle” so far. Definately check out “Around My Way” ft. John Legend (who I’m pretty sure accompanied Kanye West in concert and has the gift of an amazing voice)

Friday mom and dad are probably coming to stay the night with me…Saturday morning we’re going to see my cousin Laura play in the All-State Band at Tan-Tar-A. Should be an awesome time!

Got to work on time today…actually a little early. What’s sad about this? The fact that I’m so excited just being on time. Eventually I’m gonna get a boss that doesn’t think I’m so funny and instead of laughing at me when I come in late will do something extreme like fire me. Yeah…that’d be bad.

Back to happy stuff: even made myself breakfast (Frosted Flakes and toast) and threw a butt-load of ribs and potatoes in the crockpot for some tasty goodness later this week.

Dinner this evening:

Pork chops (marinaded in a Honey Dijon sauce)on the Foreman grill (outdoor gas grill didn’t wanna work for me)

Mac and cheese (been in the cubbord way too long)

Baked beans warmed on the stove (diddo)

4 pieces of toast (no such thing as too much toast!)

And some delicious homemade choc. chip cookies for dessert

A wonderful meal to help me recover from beating down some youngins at the Rec Center earlier this afternoon.

Tomorrow morning:

spare ribs with plenty of bbq sauce and potatoes are going in the crockpot. I’ll be coming home from work and class to a wonderful smelling duplex.

Its amazing how good you can feel about yourself when you help another person.

I just got back from helping my neighbor install a modem in her computer and hook up a new printer. She just got one book written about her life story and is working on at least one more and wants to be able to use the internet to sell a book and some poems. And I helped make that possible. Go me. So now I’m going to take myself to Sonic for a couple pancakes-on-a-stick as a treat for my good work.

I feel like there’s a whole lot of good stuff I could write about in this post. Just saw a great movie with Nell, class is going well, rode 45 miles today which was great on my body, and so on…..but there’s something really bothering me right now…and I don’t feel like posting about it.

Was gonna stay up for a couple hours and play games,but all I feel like now is going to bed,so thats what I’m going to do. Goodnight

If its possible to boycott a day then do it Monday.

The “most depressing day of the year” won’t get to me. Nope…I’m just gonna ignore it. I’ll pretend its tuesday or something.

In other news: late to work today. Maybe I have a sleep disorder or something. Time to do some internet research to find out.

Played ball last night with Nell. Actually didn’t play on the court at the same time with him but he drove me there. Too many sucky people playing other sucky people so it takes forever for the next game to start. Lets just hope these youngins become a little less sucky or just give up after a certain amount of time.

So this doesn’t happen:

“Last night while Tracy, Molly, Meathead and myself were doing a big tree loop on our fix gears Tracy went down hard. He sustained a very large blow to the head and some small road rash. Needless to say Tracy went via ambulance to the Unversity Hospital. Tracy was consicous. The hospital did numorous tests and Tracy spent the night in the ICU so that they could monitor the swelling of his head.”

I’ve ridden in group rides with tracy a few times. This guy (i’m gonna guess about 30) looks like a european cyclist. Huge legs, bald head (when I saw him at least), small upper body…just looks like he belongs on a bike. I believe the times I rode with him he was wearing a helmet (though once he might not have been), but this time he wasn’t. It’s not nice and all to call people who just got injured (and just left ICU for a regular hospital bed) stupid, but I can’t help it. You (and the other tards that were with you that weren’t wearing helmets probably because you think you look better without one on) are all stupid. In fact, it pisses me off very much that you’re so stupid. You make other cyclists look stupid because you’ve got so much to spare.

In other news:

my Rural Soc. teacher kept talking about if “someone does you dirty” then so and so. Never heard it put this way…but I like it. So from now on if someone does something bad to you or someone else, they did you dirty.

He also brough up an interesting point I hadn’t though about in at least a year or two.

Answer this question: If your house was burning down and you could only grab one thing (possibly two or three, but not more than that) what would it be?

Seems the answer to this question should say a whole lot about who/what you are.

Its been a while since I was paid to blog (i.e. blogging from the Reflector). Class this morning was ok..got a little boring and I’m not good at sitting still.

Teacher is something like 75 years old and is basically deaf…and you know what…I think he’s going to be a great teacher! I can see it in him…material might not be that easy (I’m supposed to see the world through the eyes of an Amish person…and contrary to popular belief I’m not Amish).

Hopes for this semester:

1. that I bring my lunch more instead of getting so much McGreasy McFatty food from McHell.

2. set aside enough time to get my work done

3. exercise at least an hour (preferably 2-3) every day

4. actually read all that I’m supposed to read for one class (I’ve been here 4 years already…’bout time I read something besides John Grisham, Heru Ptah, or the Fast Food Nation author guy)

5. manage my money better. Alredy set up a new account with Mizzou Credit Union to get started. I like their feel…may not be true, but they seem lots more caring than UMB. No more overdrafts for me (well..not many

Let’s say you have two friends named Jack and Jane. They have been romantically involved for two years, and the relationship has always been good. Then one day Jack calls you and sadly mutters, “Jane just brok up with me. She thinks I cheated on her.” You ask, “Well did you?” Jack says, “I’m not sure. Something strange happened.” This is what Jack proceeds to tell you:

There is this woman in my apartment building who I barely know. I’ve seen her in the hallway a few times, and we’ve just sort of nodded our hellos. Last week I came home from the bar very drunk, and I ran into her while I was getting my mail. She was drunk, too. So just to be neighborly, we decided to go to her apartment to have one more beer. But because we were intoxicated, the conversation was very looes and slightly flirtatious. She suddenly tells me that she has a bizarre sexual quirk: she can have an orgasm only if a man watches her masturbate. This struck me as fascinating, so I started asking questions why this was. And then–somehow–it just sort of happened. I never touched her and I never kissed her, but I ended up watching this woman masturbate. And then I went home and went to bed. I told Jane about this a few days later, mostly because it was all so weird. But Jane went fucking insane, and she angrily said our relationship was over.

Whose side do you take, Jack’s or Jane’s?

(The author writes) I have posed this question to myriad people, and their reactions fall into two broad categories. Women almost always think Jane’s rage is completely valid; men typically inquire about the availability of housing in Jack’s hypothetical building. Women usually agree that this offense warrants a breakup, while most men think it merely deserves tenure in the doghouse. What’s noteworthy is that no one disputes that Jack did something wrong, everyone uses a slighly different, weirdly personal argument to explain what makes it so bad.

The scenario raises so many other questions. How different is this from watching porn? How different is it from getting a lap dance? Is this situation better or worse than if Jack had drunkenly kissed his neighbor? Would it make any difference if the neighbor had been behind a glass partition? Many people point to the intimacy of the exchange. But if that’s the case, the conversation preceding the episode seems as troublesome as the masturbation itself. And if Jack honestly saw this encounter as “weird” (as opposed to “erotic”) shouldn’t he be forgiven completely?

This is why the Jack and Jane Hypothetical is such a vexing scenario. The question really isn’t “Whose side do you take?” The true question is “When, exactly, does cheating begin?”

(Author goes on to talk about how due to lifespan its mathematically unreasonable to be monogamous. How it’s not about physical contact or emotional intimacy; it begins the moment anyone decides that it’s unreasonable to be sexually committed to one person.)

But here is the bottom line: Motivation is everything. Wanting to cheat on someone but failing is no different from actually cheating, and the reason something happens is way more important than the action itself. “This is why watching your neighbor masturbate is not necessarily a reason to lose your girlfriend, particularly if you were drunk and merely trying to get your mail. And if you disagree with this, you’re just being unreasonable”

If you want to see all the mumbo-jumbo about why monogamy is mathematically unreasonable pick up the February 2005 issue of Esquire and flip to pages 53-55.

New favorite quote for Andrew: “What you say doesn’t matter as much as why you choose to say it”