I never write... I think a lot... but never write.

I have now lost 63 pounds. Take a look at the picture.

But enough about me.

We saw Fahrenheit 9/11 this past weekend and it is pretty close to a masterpiece. But I think that Super Size Me might have had more of an impact on me. Both are the best movies I have seen in a while. Nader is right, though, Moore needs to lose some weight. Moore really does know better. But Nader is a tool. I hate seeing him walking around my neighborhood, I always want to yell at him. Mostly cause he always wears a suit, even on Saturdays and in 90 degree heat! Sorry, I am being silly.

Part of my stand-up comedy routine was going to be about how Micheal Moore needs to lose weight... but now I will have to prey on someone else. I just think that rich people have the time to put into exercise, personal chefs, whatever. Don't you agree?

Jeff and I are writing a play. I know you are surprised. I am also working on a little book, called, "I want to hear my future from a talking animal." It is David Sedaris-y.

I have a birthday coming up. I do. I do. Send presents, but not cake.

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June 6th was the one year anniversary of my weight loss journey. I know that sounds funny, but that is what it is! So, in 1 year, I have lost 61 pounds. Gone from a size 26 to a 16. Amazing. I suppose this time next year I will write that my journey is complete and that I have lost another 60 pounds. That is the goal anyway.

The biggest changes are in my face. It is so pointy now. This picture is about 5 pounds ago:

That line under my cheek is totally new as well as the whole jaw line. I also recently unearthed my collar bone. I had no idea what it was, there two little bumps on my neck. I freaked out for a minute, it was funny. Someone at work told me I looked like I was in middle school, that the 60 pounds gone have made me look so much younger. It is rad.

Off to watch the Six Feet Under new season starter and burn come CDs for friends who have no idea they are getting them. If you get a chance, go see Super Size Me. It will change your life.

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And I had forgotten the joy of being so close to that dirty checkered floor.

Eye-level with their cigarettes, flickering, and leg tattoos and pants cut off to be not at all shorts. You can tell how cool someone is by their shoes, really. Are you dressed up for tonight, for this punk show, or are you for real real real? The ones with Xs on their hands are fond of the flip-flops. Thanks, Old Navy.

It has only been one season since I was last here, hand-stamped and waiting to sing along. But one season is enough to change the fashions. I feel like I am at teen club, 1986, with all the short shirts and layered tank tops and clunky jewelry. I am now officially old enough to have lived through the fashions that are now retro. I loved it when the 70s made a comeback because I was young enough to want to be fashionable and I loved dressing like I did when I was 5. I wonder if my fifth year was really as good as I revise it to be. Was it my best year?

This was our favorite band like 6 years ago and so my sense of time travel continues. Hello reunion. Watching them play, you wonder why they named the band, Braid. I move around too much… extra energy waiting to hop hop out. You ask me if I am ok, and I say, I am a peach. I am peachy. I am a peach. Peaches are soft and pretty and smell good. So, I may be exaggerating.

“There are more cell phones in this room than cigarettes,” I say. That should be on a shirt, a friend says. Yes, it should. The first time I went to the Black Cat, the other Black Cat, I don’t even think cell phones existed. I am old, but not as old as I should be or am? My shirt says, “Time is an Invention”. I agree with this.

Time is an invention. We invent things to make life easier, faster, more structured. We love our inventions.

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