it was a small-ish book (about the dimensions of a standard paperback fiction novel, but much thinnner) with a light blue cover and a happy calico cat rendered semi-realistically. the book belonged to a friend and she lent it to me to read in the early nineties, but it could easilly have been much older. the story is about a poor old japanese man who made his living painting, and was ...

Wednesday--Day 2

... doing--and she asked if I was losing weight. (I was wearing my baggy scrubs today). Regardless I said I was trying and had been semi-dieting and exercising for a few weeks. She said, "You just look thinnner--your face especially." Well that's cool...it kinda put a bounce in my step today. I worked today so I didn't do any exercising other than walking around all day. But here's what I ate: some ...

thinking.

...my stomach is associated with weakness and failure. I use weight as a goal, a landmark, something to guide how I feel, but I understand now that it's beyond that. I tell myself I'll be happy if I'm thinnner, and I still hope its true, but I dont know if I could even see it if it happened. Because this is a curse, and any girl that just wants to lose weight doesnt understand that, and I wish they'd...

Windmills and Weekends

... out of cardboard and varnish it to make it waterproof. So I have acquired some cardboard boxes from work today and I am now marking and cutting the individual sails. the cardboard sails are thinnner than those illustrated but are still the same size and diameter, each sail has a green garden cane pushed down the corrugated core of the card board, this provides stiffness along the length of ...