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It's a good week of trying to be productive at Northrop Grumman, lifting weights each night, and long, trance-inspired walks to keep the blood pumping. Only a few nights do I get wet during these walks - and only a bit wet. But the trance music keeps me enthusiastic and energetic.
On Thursday night I take Joe to Long Beach airport so that he can catch a flight to San Jose and visit his family and boyfriend. (Unknown relationship length at this point, but probably fairly new.) Joe leaves his car at my house and I drop him off at the airport after getting in a good session with the weights.
For the past two weeks I've concentrated on lifting weights, getting low level aerobic exercise, and minimizing the fat content in my diet - sometimes getting less than 15 g of fat per day. The result of this program is no lower back discomfort (from the L4/L5 discs), slightly tighter shirts in the shoulders and arms, and looser pants in the waistline.
On Wednesday at noon I check my website and find everything fully functional. At 9 pm I check again and find that my Internet Service Provider, stupid Verizon, has deleted a majority of my files. I spend the next four days on the telephone and receiving saying that though they want to help me with my technical problem, they cannot because they only handle billing issues. But they hope that they have satisfied my inquiry. What a bunch of idiots. I start searching for alternate methods for high speed Internet access and local telephone service.
On Saturday I get out for the approximate 30 mile loop bicycle ride and then spend time doing yardwork - mowing the lawn, cleaning up after the rain, and trimming the roses. I catch some of the football games before going for a long walk and relaxing in the late afternoon. At 7 pm Person J_VKPI calls and I agree to pick him up and go clubbing later in the evening.
Tonight is an interesting night because the music isn't very good but there are a lot of exes and aquaintances present. In fact, it could be considered a veritable marital minefield. Present are Person J_VKPI and Person C_T - who joins us a bit later with Person L_M after their recital in downtown Los Angeles is over. Also present are Person M_P, Person E_F, Person A_P, and Person Y_J. The aquaintances present are...um..Person P_P. Despite the marital minefield everyone is cordial and there are no incidents requiring the attention of the club's security personnel. Person L_M wants to meet someone tonight, so the three of us try to help her meet someone. Towards the end of the evening I stop a ChiChi and ask him if the women that came with him are interested in my friend, Person L_M. He says that they might be interested but are currently occupied right now. It is time to leave. I drop Person J_VKPI off at his house and head for home - laying my head down for sleep at 3:05 am on Sunday morning.
I'm up on Sunday morning and leaving the house for a bicycle ride at 8 am - having delayed enough to give the sun a chance to warm things up a bit. Afterwards I read the newspaper and relax for a short bit.