Cooking is cool. Bread is good, because you get to take your frustrations out on it, and it just makes it better (er, within reason).
I went to the doctors, to discover that I had mistakenly been booked into the ante-natal clinic (no, not pregnant, dearie). And the receptionist treated me like it was my fault, which it so totally wasn't. And then the doctor weighed me, which you don't do to someone with an eating disorder when they're fully-clothed and shoed and it's half way through the day and they've actually eaten that morning.
suds, you'll be cool. I've written 3,000 words in the past four days or so, for exams. Chill.
Teal'c is also a dude.
Good vibes to all... |