Jan 07, 2004 20:01
Less (no) eating means a lot more free time. Free time which I don't know how to make use of.
I came home too early today. I played solitaire for a long time. Then I listened to Helena's mix and I just stared at the little numbers on the display, 1:34...1:35...1:36...
That wasted a good three hours.
But it was only 5:30, and I had the whole night ahead of me.
I started up some Mountain Goats around that time. I was able to sing along. I got to the song with the synthesizer (maybe) in it. And I remembered that I used to know how to play it on the piano. So I figured out how to play it again. And I performed for my mom. She started laughing at me in the middle of the song and I messed up and got up and walked away without saying a word.
Now my family is eating and I am not welcome. Eaters don't like us. We noneaters get treated like shit.
I think the experiment ends tomorrow, because I feel light. And by light, I mean dizzy. I see black spots if I exert myself and it only takes a little movement to do that. I'm going to go to sleep now so I can wake up and eat.