And as one might expect, more time with nothing to do = more time to think about stuff = more time to think about weight loss. I hate to think it, but maybe I am still anorexic. I think I am in control of myself, but I'm not. Morty, you were right. I still have problems and still need recovery. And I'm becoming a right Kessa. I can imagine myself meeting Dinah and wanting to sit in a corner and give the occasional monosyllabic answer.
I really, REALLY need to stop reading The Best Little Girl In The World. When I finally work out Steven Levenkron's bloody PDF, I'll order the sequel ("Kessa"), which is apparently much more positive (and much more typo-ridden) than the first.
I don't really have much to say.
- m.a. x