Stress, man: it fucks us up.
I wish it took me into a weight loss direction. Between the three courses of Prednosone I've taken over the last 2 months, I've gained about 15 lbs. Too much. Today is the first day I have felt human in all too long. I hate my lungs.
If I'm moderately stressed, I eat too much. If the roof falls in, I stop eating pretty much entirely. So while I'm happy that the roof hasn't fallen in lately, I wouldn't mind having a slightly less active appetite.
signed, Ate Four Large Cookies For Dessert Last Night
I am Consuela wrt stress and eating. I would very much like to get into an exercise habit soon and re-tone some areas of my body.
I got into terrible eating habits while I was pregnant and I'm still trying to break out of them. Snacking all the time and ALWAYS having dessert was fine when eating for two, nsm anymore.
Someone should bring me some brownies.
Cool: Mike Rowe from Dirty Jobs testified before the Senate on the importance of skilled trades:
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Mike Rowe's pretty awesome. I toyed for a while with writing a Dirty Jobs/Supernatural crossover, because I think Mike would have a blast making fun of the Winchesters (and their utter lack of safety protocols!). But it would be borderline RPF, which makes me uncomfortable, and frankly I'm just not witty enough.
It's hard to believe nobody's written it yet, though, given the size of the Supernatural fandom...
I want the Fringe division to investigate something that the Winchesters are also investigating.
I always wanted House to witness some of Sam's field stitches.