Well the give up sugar campaign is going well... I haven't completely given up on sugar, but I eat much much less of it now. I'm like a crayz anorexic, making little deals with myself over food.. Alright, if I eat this piece of chocolate, I won't eat any other carbohydrates all day.. not even french toast. When I do eat sugar, it has only been chocolate. A small bit of chocolate can be savored for a very long time.. I have been sucking the chocolate of pieces of a cadbury egg for that last half hour.. so much taste, with so little actual consumption.

No more school for a week! Instead I'm going to work with Josh. They'll have a position open at his clinic for an assistant physical therapist this summer, and it's between me and a flaming, stereotypical, movie-type queer. The old homophobic ladies that already work there do not want a boy period, much less one that sews, so I have a pretty good shot. I'm a little afraid, though. I'm not really the type for rubbing lotion on old women's backs and things. Just looking at an elderly person is enough to make me cry.. I'm so sensitive about these things!

A few weeks ago Josh and I were stuck in line behind an old woman paying for her food with food stamp credit card deal. Her credit card wouldn't work, though, so she had to dig up 25 dollars, mostly in change. It seemed for a while she wouldn't have enough.. When we were leaving, I saw her carrying her groceries- walking home on foot! I started to cry, especially when I saw what direction she was going in. I recognized her!! She was this old lady that had given me lots of candy and things when I was young.. she'd let me play at her house.. she was really nice, and lively.. now she is shriveled up and one foodstamps.. It's so sad.