Friday, September 12, 2008

Huh.

Apparently my goal is to post as many short and not necessarily useful posts as possible in as little time as possible, but as I woke up just now I was drifting between dreams and facing reality when a thought occurred to me.

For years, now, I have said that my weight has been a deep-rooted protection against being thought pretty so I would not be raped or molested. In Korea, I am regularly called pretty 6 days out of 7, and on the 7th God tells me I'm pretty. That kind of undermines the whole argument, and now I am left with one last pillar blocking my road to health: comfort eating.

Huh.

P. S. All of season 4 downloaded while I slept. Awesome!!!

3 comments:

Julie (It is.) said...

Well, I suppose you could make the rule that eating for comfort has to include octopus...

Yeah, ok, maybe not...

Lorraine said...

As I said, have written two other comments and none of them make it to your blog. Uffda!

Lorraine said...

Finally getting the hang of this blogging and commenting. What I have been trying to say is that the many prayers that have gone up for you are being answered as I knew they would be because God always answers; it just takes time.