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June 16, 2004
Move it on over

Okay, for those of you who do want to know (eventually) about how I discovered Boca Burgers and whatnot, there's a new side project over here, beginning today with a looooooong essay about ropes and cookies and eating Cheez-Its for dinner.

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May 17, 2004
So Here's A Thing That Happened

So here's the thing: Woke up this morning, looked at my bathroom scale, and discovered that I have officially lost a hundred pounds since I was in law school. I've been flirting with it for, like, two years, to the point where I had this mongo psychological barrier about it, I think. There's plenty still to go, but . . . gosh, that seems like a lot.

I don't know. There are lots of people all over the place telling tales of this sort of thing, so I don't know whether I have so much to add that I want to blather a great deal, but maybe I will at some point. For now, I am . . . still kind of wigged out, to be perfectly honest with you. I can't explain it -- a thing you really want gets to be a thing, and you kind of carry it around like a little rock in your pocket, and then it actually occurs, and it's a real heart-in-the-throat . . . uh, thing.

I probably wouldn't have brought it up -- it's kind of twee and weird and it's not like I think y'all want to hear me talk about how I discovered Boca Burgers or why the most important piece of weight loss advice you will ever hear is "[blankety-blank] 'em in the ear," even though I really do believe that -- except that I recently saw this article in which one of the gastric bypass doctors was prattling on and on about how he encourages people to get the surgery by telling them that nobody -- that's right, NOBODY -- ever permanently loses large amounts of weight on any long-term basis by changing habits, blah dee blah. He was actually kind of a jackass about it, too, all, "Well, they SAY they will, but then OF COURSE, they never do." For his information, I am already long term, so he can bite me, and every grilled chicken sandwich I have eaten in the last five years.

According to my doctor, I have already bested odds more crappy than beating cocaine addiction, so I guess my only point is this: If the surgery looks like a good idea to you, that's fine. I am the last person to pick on anybody who battles back in whatever way he or she may choose, and anybody who calls that "the easy way out" should, it seems to me, try it before getting all sniffy and superior. But if your doctor tells you NOBODY? That there's NOBODY? That you will SAY you'll do it, but then OF COURSE you won't . . . that you will swim through an endless ocean of uninterrupted failure like the lost cartoon fish in some kind of fitness-related Finding Nemo knockoff if you dare to try it? Tell your doctor to call me. And, while you're at it, get a new doctor. Because your doctor is a nitwit. You know what I recently read is the average loss after surgery? HALF of your excess weight. Half. I'm way past that, and guess what? I got to keep my intestines, and I don't have to chew nine hundred times or live on individual bites of potato. Yeah, I've had to turn myself inside out in more ways than I could ever possibly tell you -- physical, habitual, emotional, blah blah blah -- but you know what? Toooootally worth it.

And also, I think people who have surgery can't drink ever again. Which . . . I mean, just, no. Some of you have seen me at parties.

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