Okay then

Heard some wacko yelling and banging on the door to my building. He kept at it for quite a while, too.

Had intended to go out for a long walk this evening, but uh... yeah, no. Man, this is something I don't miss about living in apartment buildings near major transit stations. Though it's still nothing like when I was living in Saskatoon, so there is that.

I hate that it's getting so dark out at such an early hour. I don't mind going around in the dark in general, but people who are not me can be a problem. (Also, cars.)

Luckily for me, my building has a gym, and it tends to be deadsville in the evenings. Totally not as nice as going for a good long walk, though.

Or maybe I should start doing this stuff after work instead? Going to have to think about how to juggle that kind of scheduling. I suppose it depends on what I'm planning for supper. Man, is that ever going to be a pain in the ass. Definitely going to put more effort into learning how to cook simple, healthy, fast meals...

I've accepted the fact that my eating is disordered. I say "my eating is disordered" because it's not like I've been diagnosed with anything, and I haven't sought that out, so what the hell do I know. But I do realize that my relationship with food is incredibly fucked for various reasons that I'd rather not get into. But it is a problem, and I fully intend to work on fixing this problem.

So! Yes. Learning how to cook, having a healthy balanced diet, and getting on an even keel with this is definitely a goal. Hopefully at some point I'll stop resenting the entire concept of eating.