(Dear jeebus, be afraid of anyone who didn't get 10/10, as it was open book).

With questions like: "You see a squirrel ahead of you, do you A) speed up to try and hit it, B) slow down to give it a chance to get out the way, C) slam on the breaks and cower from the horrible beast"?

Drew, I hope they figure out your mystery disease. I've had friends with Mystery Diseases, and it's clearly a frustrating situation.

If only they were that tough. It was 10 True/False questions! And the gal infront of me got at least 1 wrong. Thankfully I'm not on the part of campus she will be driving.

Health ~ma to Drew and Connie's sister.

I just got back from having my eyes dilated at the opthamologist's office, for the first time in many years. It's really hard to see now! Driving myself home in rush hour was a treat.

Drew, that sounds awful. I hope the doctors figure it out soon!

Every time I get up, or walk across the room, the cat dashes into the kitchen. As if, "Maybe this time you'll feed me!" The sad thing is, I free-feed; there's always food there. Half the time when I think he wants wet food and I put it down, he walks away. And then starts wailing.

Conclusion: cat is a spoiled rotten brat.

My mother is so weird. I was talking to her before and complaining about chalk dust getting all over me. So she started googling. She sent me a link to a teachers message board where other people were complaining about chalk dust, and then a link to a video of a Phish song called "Chalk Dust Torture."

There's a Mexican restaurant in Seattle that served tequila flights, or at least there used to be.

Mexico Cantina.

Cass! You need to takes me therrrrrr! Why did you not take me there?

They randomly send me email.

Apparently flights of tequila can lead to me giving my email address out.

True... you do have self-control issues around tequila...

I feel odd even asking this, but I'm wondering if any of us have had any luck with a non-prescription appetite suppressant. Or, conversely, tried one that did not work.

I've been having pretty good luck working on portion control...a longtime nemesis...by using an online food journal. Perhaps as a result, all I'm doing is thinking about food. It's annoying.

The food journal has been really interesting in one respect. It gives you the percentage nutrients you consume each day, based on a desired 40-30-30 split.

I've been amazed at how, when I'm eating 'normally', meaning being thoughtful and enjoying healthier foods, I don't come even remotely close to 30% fat. An average day is more like 10-12%. That surprised me.

I have a scar on my right leg from a golf cart accident on campus.

A friend broke her foot in a golf cart accident. I don't think anyone involved was drunk, but it was the day before tech and there might have been a bit of recklessness and stupidity involved.