my mom would kill me if she read this. thank goodness she doesn't know how to "turn on" the internet.

so, i'm dwindling into something inhuman. i no longer eat breakfast, i consume at least two lattes a day (now they are flavored with hazel nut or vanilla shots), sometimes they are double espresso lattes, and still, i manage to fall asleep round 1 in the afternoon, and round 7 at night, with my head stuck to a desk in the library. i haven't had any fresh fruit in my fridge for maybe....2 weeks or so. except strawberries. i've eaten nearly everything at all cafeterias at school, and my tongue doth protest, and so i've taken to having soup and crackers at every meal, with porage asking me why i'm dieting (i'm not, it's just that my tongue is allergic to manchu wok). i suppose the only saving grace is the greatest food alive, the cheeseburger at harvey's, which i try not to eat too often, since one does gives me the entire day's worth of fat needed, in grams. sometimes i even have to go out of my way to have something fresh. like, buy an apple from einstein's cafe, which is really a ridiculous thing to do. i mean, just two months earlier, i would have scoffed at anyone buying an apple from a coffee vendor. now, it's a matter of getting something fresh inside of me, whenever i can. hmm. i have smoked salmon in my freezer. it's time for some snacking. haha!

i'm on so many waitlists for clinic. grrrrrrrr. hey! one of my and terminalis's patients in the children's clinic drew us pictures! i love pictures that kids draw. when i taught drama a few years back, the kids would draw me tonnes and tonnes of pictures and little cards and make such life-like drawings of me (sarcasm) and one girl even tried to give me her 10-year old dalmation stuffed toy (i told her it was too precious, i couldn't take it).

kids are great. ok. nite nite.