I hate the word dieting. I hate all that it stands for. I hate how it affected me, tortured me. In a past life I was consumed with losing weight. I lost my mind before I lost any weight. I…
Leggo My Eggo
Comfort. It’s all about self-comfort. And comfort for me equates to food. Comfort food. I’m sitting here eating Eggo waffles. Yes, I had dinner–salmon to be precise. But that was just for the protein. That was just the preliminary step…
Harmony
I’m still sticking with my plan of doing something new every week. This week I decided to get back online. That’s right, folks. I’ll admit, I’m pretty lonely. I spend at least an hour a day sorting through puppy pictures,…
Ding Dong
A week ago, the Chronicle came out with a front page story on Jehovah’s Witnesses and their goal of knocking on every door from the Oregon border to Reno to the Central Coast as they come together for a series…
Your Death is Not a Problem
I rushed into Burning Man headquarters with my keys in my right hand, my Blackberry in my left. I was almost fifteen minutes late for our ARTery meeting. I wasn’t used to driving to work, didn’t anticipate the city traffic….