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Food yesterday¹:

What I ate: 1 vitamin water (defense flavour), 1 small bag of potato chips, 3 fruit roll-ups, 8 mini chicken tacos with salsa, 10 mini gluten-free turkey basil meatballs with marinara sauce, 2 slices of swiss cheese, several handfuls of chocolate covered pomegranate jelly candy, 2 glasses of apple raspberry juice.

Reactions: This is a bit less than I normally eat. If I have those tacos for lunch, I usually have 9, but I didn't feel like opening a new box. Also, I usually snack a lot more after dinner, but went to bed early. The fruit roll-ups are new, and I am addicted. For me, shockingly, this was a low sugar day.

On the subway this morning, discussing my university:

Patty: "He says it's really different from when you where there."
Me: "Yeah, it's all liberal and dykes with shaved heads now."
Patty: "Did you just say 'dinosaur shaped eggs?'"
Me: "No, I said 'dykes with shaved heads.'"
Patty: "Oh, that makes more sense. I mean, you like dinos, so...."
Me: "I like dykes too."
Patty: "True, true. I just thought it might be a new fandom expression for, you know, WOW or something."
Me: "We can make it one, if you want."

We have met the enemy and it is PowerPoint. I've worked at a lot of companies over the years that have banned PowerPoint for the very reasons cited here.

Blogging death.

Arizona can go fuck itself.

Have finally started writing down actual words, in actual order, for the Bristol paper. Right now my poetic introduction is proving to be totally complex to write elegantly because of inside/outside (CoE takes place in September, but aired in July and both sets of dates matter intensely) timeline issues.

To the relevant parties: are any of you going to the Regency Ball in Essex on May 8?

More as it appears, but for now I need to go be constructive today.

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¹ In case you missed it I'm doing a food diary for a week in response to both "OH MY GOD YOU'RE GLUTEN-FREE, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU EAT? and assumptions about what my habits must be due to my size. Yes, I'm posting a food diary to show that I'm an unhealthy freak with a sugar addictionequating size and health is kinda crap.

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Theresa Nielsen Hayden:

So Michael Swanwick is teaching his week at Clarion, and one of the students hands in a long somber story full of angst and sodomy. Swanwick considers it and says, “What this story needs is more dinosaurs.”

The next story the student turns in does have dinosaurs in it, but it’s a piece of fluff. Swanwick shakes his head. “It needed more sodomy,” he says.

The student is flummoxed, and protests that he’s just trying to put into practice what he’d been told. Swanwick explains, to him and to the rest of the students, that writing is a matter of finding the appropriate balance of dinosaurs and sodomy.

Then he goes home. The next instructor is Gardner Dozois.

A week later, Gardner comes home and says, “Michael, what the hell did you tell those kids? All week long, they were handing me stories about dinosaurs and sodomy!”