So I saw this thing on TV about a hundred times, but until Erin mentioned it too, it never occurred to me that I wanted to do it too.

It's the Discovery Channel Health Challenge, you weigh in on 10 Jan and weigh out again sometime in April, but I don't care about that, what I care about is that they give you 3 free months at Bally's, and I really would like to join a gym, but I don't want to spend the money if I'm not going to go. This way I can prove to myself that I'm going to go first.

So anyway, they had the weigh-in at Century City. It started at 9a, but I had no intention of getting up early again just for the weigh-in, so I slept in and had breakfast and took a bath and so on, finally getting to the Discovery Store at 4p.

And my God, the line. There were so many people! The poor harried people handing out forms kept yelling, "We are only weighing, not measuring body fat or discussing anything with a dietician, so if you know your weight you can just write it down and hand your form in!" Lots of people did leave, but I wanted to weigh on their scale, as I didn't think that Mom's scale was that accurate.

And, of course, they had so many people by that time that they were out of the kits with the Bally memberships, we'll be getting them in the mail in three weeks. We were in line for two hours, which wasn't so bad, it was a beautiful day. My period had started that morning, and I was in a lot of pain in the car, but it was over by the time we were in the line, thank goodness.

My weight was a little high, but between the fact that I had had a big breakfast, was wearing jeans and sandals, and I was on my period, for God's sake, that was only to be expected. And trust me when I say that when I weigh in again in April, I will be wearing gauze and won't have eaten in at least three days.

After the weigh-in at last was over, we were wandering around Century City, I returned the book that I had given Mom for Christmas that she already had, and we passed by a cart selling animal-shaped slippers. And they had hedgehog slippers! Mom got them for me, because hedgehog slippers are not to be passed up.

They are massive, as they only had small and large--probably the mediums would have fit better, but I don't actually step out of them when I walk. They will seriously barely fit into my apartment. I'll have to clean up simply so that I can walk around in my hedgehog slippers.

Still on catching up on the non-Holidailies journals. Silly Columbine, Funeral Home is my scent! And it's the best. It smells like flowers and green stems, and, they say, a little bit of Oriental carpet. It very much smells like a room with a lot of flowers in it, and what is that but a funeral home?

And hey, look! Mimi Smartypants wrote a book!

Today's horoscope:
Some march to the beat of a different drummer, but you're a whole band unto yourself. Composers and arrangers find a direct route to their intended listeners. Opinions are for critics, and you're free to ignore them.

One year ago today:
The fact that I got my period, though, made me think really hard about Boys in the Backroom. I have mentioned that there is nudity, right? Nudity of the gynecological variety, that is.

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