Craving fulfilled!

Ok this story sorta starts last week. I worked at the ballet, the morning was good. Really craved Indian food, but wouldn't go alone... wandered around downtown, many good places were closed cause its Saturday and its winnipegs pathetic attempt at a business sector... Ate at crummy hotel restaurant, it was ok, but reminded me of how I dislike bland continental cuisine, unless its done well, which is rarely. That was the beginning of the bad... the bad was multiplied by the little bastard children with no self control, and a teacher with even less control trying to squack out a semblance of music which was sheathed by the veil of musical theatre.
Fastforward throughout the week, and stop at any point, and its a sure thing that Im craving Indian Food...
Today was quite similar to last week, the morning was rather good, and the afternoon was rather bad with the bloody musical crapatre. The huge difference with today is what happened on my 2 hour lunch break!!
I WENT FOR INDIAN FOOD!!! It was so yummy. Deena, after putting up with me writing "Indian food, mmm....." on her lecture notes and whispering sweet nothings of "Let's go for Indian Food" in her ear during classes and recitals, for a whole week... agreed that we would go on saturday (TODAY) to the "Charisma of India". Apparently its been open for a while, but they recently started advertising, and they claim they have the best indian food in the city... which I might agree with.... yummy. I had Panak Paneer, which is a spinach and cheese sauce mix type dish, served with basmati rice. also had samosas with tamarind sauce... SO GOOD. I love tamarind anything, it makes things delicious... Ive discovered that the veggie burger from the Twist Cafe that I rave about is so good, basically because of this tamarind sauce... they didnt have the sauce one week, and it really wasnt as good as usual...
Anyway, I was so happy to finally have Indian Food, it makes me SO happy. They also have belly dancing and live entertainment on friday and saturday nights, and t hey have a buffet, so we will have to go there for super happy times yay!
Anyway, it was good that there was happy today, cause there was a bit of sad too. Abby is the girl that works in the office at the ballet. We became friends last year. For the first month, I had no real break so i did classes straight through, and so I never really socialized with anyone at the ballet, cause there was no real time. After the first month, they cancelled a class and so I had an hour and a half break, with no open studios, therefore nothing to do.... This was also dead time in the office, so Abby and I spent the whole time talking. I think we helped to maintain each others sanity either from the boredom or the craziness that ensue at random times in that little office. Last week, Abby told me that it was her last day the upcoming week (today) cause she didnt really have time with school and whatnot. Anyway, I wish Abby all the best, and hope that everything goes super well for her. I will miss her on Saturdays, especially now that I have that 2 hours of nothing.... there new person they hire better be super kick ass awesome. Knowing my luck, it'll be some prude... At the same time, the job posting was still up today, so if anyone is looking for some real part time office work Saturday and tuesday evening... apply, I'll be a reference... if I like you...
My hair is making me really angry lately... Im not sure why..... Everyone else tells me they like it long and that I should continue to grow it. I know theres usually a length that people dont like it at and you just have to grow it through or it'll never get long, but i really want to just chop it off. It's also perhaps that I spent too much time looking in the ballet mirror today. Generally, I never look in the mirror, only when I brush my teeth or shave, it's easy enough to ignore your dissatisfaction with your body image when you dont focus on it... but the piano bench in one of the studios i play in for 2.5 hours today is right beside the huge ass mirror and it just stares at you... I've realized that the extension of my belly/gut/roll is of pregnancy magnitude. In all honesty... if I was a woman, and I didnt really know me... I would ask me if I was pregnant, and you know I would.... social barriers have no baring on me.
I really thought I would lose more weight this summer. Especially working in a factory where it was hard work and just damn hot.... butnothing. I lost no weight, possibly may have gained some weight. I've started doing sit ups before bed. Im thinking that maybe if I write a note to myself that I can read every morning that says "Dear Michael, you are fat" then maybe it'll be some sort of inspiration... whaddya think?
Don't get me wrong, Im not one of those people thats obsessing over my weight because i think it makes me ugly or whatever reasons people have. I just find it disgusting as a reflection of my physical well being. I have so much extra mass on me that is not going to use, and it stands as a testament to my laziness, so im going to try to do something about it.
Alas, thats enough rambling for me, these blogs often turn into epics.... good night friends.