Nigel Incubator-Jones

2:51pm: I am in an odd mood today. I am shaking, dizzy, weak, and have been alternating between laughing and crying all day. *Sigh.* I believe that the cause of this is hormonal more than anything else, and so I think that the best thing would be to do one or several things to cheer myself up. I might go to the gym, in spite of being tired out from yesterday's hour-and-a-half swim (which was lovely, when I was not being trampled upon by bratty children and thoroughly reminded of why I do not want to have any of my own)... I might also take myself out for naughty high-fat food, which I have been craving incessantly. Or perhaps I will wait until tomorrow, when I will be on campus- and closer to Uno's.

Yes, I return to school tomorrow. I am not dreading it as much as I thought I would, for the reason that this vacation was so thoroughly wonderful and relaxing. I am also looking forward to getting dressed up again, and to meeting my dishy new Chemistry professor, who is fairly close to my age and is a close personal friend of The Best Man In The World, my very first Chemistry professor. It will also be nice to see friends and to work on finding myself a man with whom to have a platonic friendship.

2:52pm: A fish called "Nigel." (Written two days ago)
I had a thoroughly wonderful time at the gym yesterday. After the usual workout of lifting weights and using the eliptical machine, I went swimming for the first time in about seven years. It was lovely to be reminded of just how much I love to swim- and of just how much swimming I am capable of. Following the swim I had a sit in the hot tub, and following that, I spent a few minutes in the sauna. Needless to say, I practically oozed out of the building afterwards, my muscles were so relaxed. *Sigh.* When my membership expires and classes begin, I will have to purchase a day pass from time to time.