Update
A lot of people (okay nobody) are wondering why I haven't been filling out the little categories at the bottom that tell everybody what I'm listening to, reading, and eating.
Well, lately I've been listening to nothing. I've retired the iPod, I don't own a radio, and since I don't have MTV (which never played videos anyway) I'm pretty much musicless. I listen to my own frenetic thoughts, and that's enough for me.
As far as reading, I've discovered that my local library has more DVDs than books. Not even good DVDs. I mean, there are books in the library, but the few that are in English are cheap sci-fi paperbacks or Tom Clancy novels. And I don't do Clancy.
Eating is business as usual. Last night I came home and made a pastrami sandwich with spicy mustard and swiss cheese. I followed this with peanut m&ms in such a volume that I had to dump some of them in the trash to avoid eating them. This was followed with the strange choice of homemade oatmeal with brown sugar and walnuts. Bringing the evening home was a Chipotle burrito, a token of David's affection lovingly brought home cold in a brown paper bag.
Satisfied?
I'm never satisfied at the thought of someone throwing away perfectly good M&Ms.
OK. I'm officially worried about you! First, a bad grammatical error (A lot of people is wondering. . .). Second: frenetic thoughts. Never a good sign. Third: your diet! Terrible. F. You keep going like that and you'll have to put "currently weighing" at the bottom of the blog. I can hardly wait to slap you silly when you come home!
See, everyone? My mom really does think I'm fat.
And I only ate that much because I had been smoking illegal drugs on the street, MOM!