Alright!

Well I have been back on the detox diet for one day and I already feel better. And day one is always the hardest. When you get a day of dieting under your belt you feel like you've got a stake in it. And you don't want to lose that small gain. I really do feel better. Apparently, this insane dogma about nutrition has some foundation. Apparently, what you eat has some effect on how you feel. STRANGE. During the month of February, when I was so pristinely virtuous, I felt great, started 15 new projects, and basically ruled the world. Then March came, I went back to my old ways, and lost my zip. I need the zip back.

Last night we watched "The Squid and the Whale." Imagine if you're having a conversation with someone, and periodically they keep putting a stick in your eye, and you just sit there looking at them intently, expectantly, waiting for the next poke, and then it comes, and you open your eyes back up and wait for the next one. That's what watching that movie was like. We just sat there going "Ouch!" and "Ouch!" and "Ouch!" until the end. Which was unsatisfying.

Now I can't find my mobile phone.