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No wonder.
It’s been a couple of months since I tracked food intake in a systematic way; it’s also been a couple of months since my figure was where I wanted it to be. So yesterday I resumed tracking, and quite frankly, I’m surprised I’m not even bigger than I am right now. By lunch yesterday I had consumed almost 1800 calories, most of which were from lunch (it was the salad dressing that got me, so that wasn’t in volume). I’ve stopped planning meals and I’ve stopped being conscious of what I’m eating. No more. I’m heading back down to a 1600 calorie max per day, and all of it will…
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w00t!
Things are looking up for me: I’ve got an Albuterol inhaler from the school doc to help with the whole asthma thing. I’ve even used it, and the effect was immediate and amazing. We’ve got a webmaster for the newspaper, and he’s definitely impressing me. This weekend is the Six Month Anniversary of Happiness with WO. The second new bike is in my apartment, ready to be assembled tomorrow night. (In case I didn’t post about it, the first one had a warped front fork and had to be replaced–except that they seem to just have rotated models, so it took a couple of weeks for another to be conjured…
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The secret.
Mae and I figured out the secret to college life at Rose today.
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Rawr!
Here’s what I want a solution to: Microsoft Exchange uses the typical Outlook rules, except that they’re stored on the server. This is nice, because you can automatically sift through and sort emails before you ever see them in Outlook or Outlook Web Access. These rules permit emails to be automcatically forwarded or redirected. Forwarding works in the same style as manual forwarding, in which the subject line is prepended with “FW:” and the original headers lie within the message. Redirecting, on the other hand, obliterates the original headers and makes it seem that the email was sent directly to the person the email is redirected to. Those options aren’t…
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Interesting effect.
The interesting thing about having an SO is that there is (at least at this phase) much less motivation to reach out and share all of my thoughts with the world. One of the reasons I started blogging was that I felt like I couldn’t rope anyone into sitting down long enough to listen to me babble about all the minutae in my life–all my weird little theories about weird little shit that probably won’t matter in the long run. But now I’ve got someone to listen. I’ve got a best friend who thinks it’s cute when I run off on tangents researching things like the Terry Schiavo case (*shrug*)…