general wednesday morning schtuff

1. i'm sorry. (all readers whose very first reactions were "for what?" may safely assume that was not directed at them.)

2. i grew up in a room that was quite small -- possibly as small as half the size of the room i'm in now -- but didn't have heat in the room, since the heat register was out on the landing. so my whole life, i was accustomed to the bed being cold when i got in it, but by morning the bed was the only warm spot in a freezing cold room. you wouldn't think it would take me so long to get used to that again, especially when it's only 40 degrees outside.

3. wednesday is just going to be the Day of Not Fun this whole term. i have foreseen it. (an hour of going over problem sets, followed by an hour for lunch, followed by two hour-and-a-half lectures in a row. rar. the first of which is phonetics, which, with all due respect to phoneticians, i've had up to here. and i'm not kidding -- intro to linguistics as a freshman, phonetics as a sophomore, intro to linguistics as a first-year grad student, which i sat through again the following year as a TA and also graded the assignments and also taught a supplemental discussion section. i am familiar with articulatory phonetics kthnx.) (ditto phonology, by the way, but at least there's some theories in there that interest me. toward the morphology side.)

4. GO RED SOX!

in which i am diminished

i don't want to make a song about it or anything, but assuming (a) the scale at my parents' house and (b) the scale at the doctor's office and (c) my own mental arithmetic are all correct, in the three weeks i've been here i've lost something like ten pounds.

and let me just say that i don't count things and i don't avoid things and i don't measure things and so on. low-carb/no-carb can stick it in its ear. fat-free is usually just higher in sodium, and also tastes like crap. and so forth. this is Being Generally Reasonable and walking twenty minutes to get bloody anywhere.

i don't know if it's visible, honestly. (that's another thing; i don't want to be all like dudes, i'm totally wasting away, and then get off the plane and people say oh, i thought you said you'd been losing weight. gah.) it feels like there's a little less of me? but i often feel that way, you know what i'm saying? basically if i can't tell i'm gaining weight, i feel like i'm losing weight.

i thought about buying a scale, but then i thought, nah. (plus i couldn't find one.)