Fuck Comcast

I'm so irritated. Who knows when I will have reliable internet. It really took all my courage to call comcast and get everything squared away and when they came today to hook it up it turns out the room that holds the connection was locked so I needed the landlord who wasn't there. This entire situation has been so anxiety provoking that I broke down into a full on panic attack when the comcast guy left, unable to get me connected. So now I have to call Comcast again to set up another meeting time AND call my landlord to open the room. And right now it's seeming too overwhelming that I'm thinking I'm never going to have internet.

My fast has continued...which was unintentional but once you go one day, moving to the second, third, fourth, and fifth seemed only necessary. My birthday is on Sunday. My parents are coming. This equals eating at lovely vegan restaurants. I love the atmosphere. I love that the food is "healthy" and beautiful and compassionate. But eating it is another story. I will be breaking my fast on that Sunday. I've obsessed over the menu and chosen a soup. Sunday night we are going to the vegan bar in town. Friends from work will be there. I'm sticking to alcohol for the rest of the night. If this was it...I wouldn't have stressed this week so much. But Monday afternoon my aunt wants to take me for a birthday dinner. I have picked that restaurant as well. Chosen a rice bowl with veggies and black beans. I wanted a salad but the only salad they have is a house salad which is a side. My aunt has been trying to take me to dinner for months and our schedules just haven't mixed well....I think she would be disappointed if I just got a house salad. I then have ballet after that. Blargh.

The plan for Tuesday is a run to fix the rice bowl and soup. 6 miles. Good training for my 5K. I will then fast Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Friday, half a banana. Saturday large kale salad with quinoa...in hopes that I will have energy for the 4 hour drive to the 5K and to actually run it.

I fit into my old jeans again. Which somewhat made up for this mornings awfulness.