Sleep Perchance to Dream. Or something like that.

Weekend is almost over. Not much to show for it. Yesterday I stayed home all day. In my jammies. I watch some movies, Starman, Defending your Life, and when Edmund got home, we watched Rango and had popcorn for dinner. AWESOME.

Today Edmund made me breakfast. Then I virus and malware scanned one of mom’s two computers – the other one failed its scan after I left.

Edmund and I had a wonderful night. We went to dinner and poetry. I haven’t been to poetry for a few months. Oh, we went in September, but left early because we were exhausted. Tonight we stayed all the way through the feature! Ryk McIntyre, funny and poignant. Recommend.

Oh, and another thing, I’ve been holding out on you: I went to the gym THREE times last week. And today. I went to the gym today. Walking on the ol’ treadmill. This time my motivation is Marc Maron’s WTFPod. If you ever see me at Planet Fitness, sweating profusely and laughing like a loon: that’s why.

Also – still no Coca-Cola since last Friday. Go Me!

Tomorrow is Monday. I go back to work tomorrow. Good Times! AND it’s the last freaking day for my indiegogo campaign. That’s a good thing.

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In November I travel to Kansas to talk about how Facebook and Blogging helped me and my family through my father’s terminal illness. In order to go, I need your help. If you are able to give, please contribute to my in my indiegogo campaign. Any amount is greatly appreciated; if everyone gives me $5, I might even be able to rent a car when I’m there!

Here is where I explain why it is necessary for me to ask for your help.

Thanks for your support.

Please believe in me and support this endeavor.
It’ll make you stronger and better looking!