Just to let you know, in case you didn’t know, that I’ve been writing a few posts elsewhere lately. I’m still confused by the idea that anyone might check this blog instead of waiting for stuff to show up on the Fatosphere feed, but people keep clicking on this shit, so I have to assume someone is checking here for updates. So here they are, if you want ‘em:

Fat people: please stop existing.

DebraSY’s article for the Kansas City Star!

But I read it in a textbook.

So, the term is over for me, I survived my final exams (barely, as usual), and now am at loose ends for what to do with myself. I’ve, so far, filled in the gap with ceaseless anxiety and worrying over trivialities — standard operating procedure. If I don’t have exams to be giving myself an ulcer over (H. pylori be damned!), I will just give myself an ulcer over…whatever is available. Uneven shoelaces. The way my hair flips funny on one side. My inability to find and wear clothing that is not black. Blogging.

I think my school needs to offer some electives in “chilling the eff out.”