Sixth Day (June 28).

Moon:  Waning Gibbous

Flow/Texture:  remnant, brown

Mood:  fine

Symptoms:  none

Mucus:  opaque, bits of remnant, thick, elastic, generous

Slowly, ever so slowly I’m getting back into my groove.  Productive desires are tentatively creating space for themselves as I type.  Puzzling how the good things are so hard to keep a grasp on, especially when I know they’re good.

About that whole exercising twice a day thing:  I’m putting that off until next week because these workouts are gutting me.  For yesterday’s legs and back routine, one word:  nausea.  Oy.  Recovery time amounted to around two hours.  I blame bad breathing, overexertion, and dehydration. I added the 15s at the start where it’s usually 10s, but I felt fine and strong.  I used them again for the Step Back Lunges and began to crack toward the middle of the routine.

I felt sore all day, but definitely not enough to deter me from cardio.  This time I felt a tiny bit of nausea and took about three breaks.

Tomorrow will be yoga and fasting.  Yoga especially to get my breathing back on track.  Eesh.  Meditation and reading sound good, but I won’t tickle my hopes on that.

Sixth Day (June 2).

Moon:  Waning Gibbous

Flow/Texture: remnant drops, watery, dark brown

Mood:  good, good

Symptoms: none

Mucus:

Same stuff.  Different day.  No reading.  No studying.  No meditation.

Along with myself, I’ll blame buying the additional candles.  Now, meditation won’t feel right until I have the proper cloth.  Pathetic, I know.  I briefly considered simplifying the business by lighting one or two candles and simply reading, but I talked myself out of that.

Seems I’m afraid of this type of pleasure or something.  I feel all the old, negative, unproductive thoughts and desires slithering their way back in.  Not good.

A new moon’s coming up in about ten days.  A good time for a new moon ritual.  Nevertheless, I can’t wait ten days to just read and meditate.  That’s just senseless laziness and I cannot abide it.

My plants are growing steadily and I think it’s time to put them in the ground.

Sixth Day (May 8).

Moon:  Waning Crescent

Flow/Texture:

Mood:  fine

Symptoms:  none

Mucus:  somewhat opaque, thick, elastic, normal taste/scent, a few brown spots

I wore my cup all day–still wearing it, actually–and found myself with some thick, stretchy mucus.  Fertile mucus is thin, stretchy, and clear so I’m not doing some weird early ovulation dance.

I was confused for a little longer than I should have been and care to admit.  *tsk tsk*  I was just really excited to see stretchy mucus, so my judgment was clouded.  There, I said it.

I’m looking forward to seeing how it changes while my cup captures the evidence.

The days of blood flew by this time around.  Oh, well, at least I fed that blasted seeds.

Sixth Day (March 18).

Moon:  Waxing Crescent

Flow/Texture:  a little brown, elastic mucus

Mood:  bluesy

Symptoms:  headache (all frickin day)

Mucus:

Yeah, that headache was no fun.  Thankfully, it’s gone now.  Now, I’m just enjoying the glorious soreness from my workout last night.

Sixth Day (Feb. 18).

Moon:  Waning Crescent

Flow/Texture:

Mood:  just fine

Symptoms: none

Mucus:  dull, brown tinges, somewhat gel-like, somewhat watery, acrid scent

I’ve got Godiva original liqueur.  However, the alcohol content was 15%.  I assumed it’d be similar to the port, which usually starts at 18%. Bummer.  I’m debating on whether to splurge on some chocolate to partner up.  Nah, I’m just kidding.  I’m getting the chocolate.

Sixth Day (Dec. 30).

Moon:  Waxing Crescent

Flow/Texture:  remnant, brown

Mood:  silly

Symptoms:  little horn

Bah, I was lazy today and didn’t bother with the cup.  Consequently, I have no idea what the remnant looks like, really.  I just know it’s there.

Late last night I felt some brief tingles in my nether goods.

That is all.

Sixth Day (Dec. 5).

Moon:  Waxing Crescent

Flow/Texture:  remnant brown mucus, elastic

Mood:  good, playful

Symptoms: some horn

Lunapads on the brain.

Sixth Day (Nov. 12).

Moon: Full Moon

Flow/Texture: remnant, black, gummy

Mood: good, energetic

Symptoms: None

Fooling around my lady hole, I caught up a wad of black, gummy remnant.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen black remnant before.  I thought it was cool.

Sixth Day (Oct.17).

Moon: Waning Gibbous

Flow/Texture: remnant, brownish red, some lining

Mood: depressed

Symptoms: constant negative thinking

The marker of the day was sadness.  I was constantly sad, thinking of nothing but negativity.  I even went so far as to try on clothes I knew I couldn’t wear and verbally ridicule  myself during the process.

I did yoga.  That helped a lot, but only for maybe an hour.  I masturbated some.  Again, a temporary solution.

It didn’t help that my computer went nutty, essentially blocking me from the internet–I still haven’t figured out the problem.  It’s seems to fuck up only the administrator’s account.

Sleep was the only real cure.