The secret lives of women...

What exactly is secret about a 400-pound person's eating disorder? I just got in from work, and Lori is watching a show on WE called "The Secret Lives of Women: Eating Disorders." Tammy, or some such woman, is a compulsive overeater. She weighs a lot--an afternoon snack consists of a king-sized whopper w/ cheese meal with onion rings, another Whopper Jr. w/ cheese, a slice of Hershey's pie, and a DIET COKE. Instead of attempting to figure out why she eats as much as she does, she's going to have stomach bypass surgery. We are a proud nation. This is the machine we built, this is the machine over which we no longer exercise any control.

There's a seperate issue--why did I allow Women's Entertainment channel to remain on a television that I was watching for more than a few seconds? It must say something about my relationship with Lori, I guess. This is the machine I've built, this is the machine over which I no longer exercise any control.

The month of June is going to be terribly busy. Lori leaves on May 29 for Washington, and then Europe, for a month. A week later I start class again. Then I have a wedding to attend. On the 20th, I can move into my new apartment. Chris comes down on the 22nd, we go to a Braves game, he helps me move into the new place, we drive to Greenville, hang out for a couuple days, I come back, Lori comes back, we finish moving. Somewhere in there I'll be at work 45 hours a week and in school three days a week. Sheesh. This is the machine...

I am pleased to not be a woman trapped in a man's body, or vice versa.

The Braves have some work to do. I keep the faith, nonetheless.

Enough for now,
-Bob.