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I am broken. Went for my yearly check up with the doctor, and while my blood pressure was a little too high last year, now it's officially prehypertensive. Which has sufficiently puzzled my doctor, as I work out faithfully at least 4 times a week, eat decently well (so I like cookies, but I eat my fruits and veggies), have cut my drinking down dramatically, and am in generally pretty great shape. But I've also gained a couple more pounds than I should have, which can probably be blamed on aforementioned love of cookies, but she's now checking my thyroid to see if there's some sort of problem. How is it possible that I'm in best shape I've ever been in, and I'm now developing an old person disease? No fair! Shenanigans. Now I'm all paranoid that in a few years I'll be stuck taking blood pressure medicine for the rest of my life.

But I have developed a theory, which is totally grounded in no science whatsoever. Maybe drinking more was actually helping keep my blood pressure down. Because booze constricts blood vessels, doesn't it? That's my theory.

Now I need to see the comic about Mickey Mouse pancakes again. And I will share that with you: funny!

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Thanks to everyone who had words of wisdom in my last post, sadly,. I don't have time to comment back to y'all, but I feel more comforted. Still embarassed about having a problem I shouldn't have for like 20 years, but maybe if I'm better about watching ye olde salt intake it'll abate by itself.

And I just wanted to add that Westlaw's annotated CFR rocks my world and just saved me from what was potentially going to be hours of work. Yay, Westlaw!

Also, at some point, I need to see Little Miss Sunshine when it hits the theaters around here, and I also need to see the silly scary movie with Kristen Bell. And, um, I kinda want to see The Devil Wears Prada.