This past week, I've cut my caloric intake about in half. This is, in the long run, a good thing. In the short term, however, I've been vaguely dizzy for the past couple hours. Woo!

I ran into Korpi this afternoon. Yeah, that's pretty much it.

I've decided that I'm not going to apologize when I step on Sammy. If he chooses to walk around my feet while I'm getting something out of the closet, well, sucks to be him. You'd think one of these years he'd figure out that underfoot is not the safest place to stand. I love you, Sammy, but it's your own fault.