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It's been a while since I've updated this thing, but those of you who are my livejournal friends know I'm alive (alive and eating doggie treats. And if I weren't alive, I wouldn't be typing this whilst listening to Sondre Lerche. So there you go: Robyn = alive. Now the world may resume sucking.

I can't believe it's already been more than a week since Summer Sundae. I'm still in denial that I'm back home and that I have to move into my dorm in just a few days. And I'm in denial that I'm getting older as my birthday looms ever closer and I edge my way out of teenager-ness. I'd like to believe that in some ways I was never a typical teenager, but I was...a teenager. I mean, I still am. In about another year I won't be, but let's not think about that right now or else my hair with burst into gray-ness.

I've been thinking about my blogging over the past four years (four freakin' years; I actually started before that without a blogging tool, but here's my first blogger entry and what I've gained from it, besides getting used to writing in such a self-centered manner. [ponders] Not much. That's all I can come up with at the moment.

Over the weekend I didn't do much (unlike last weekend...[sigh]). I walked to the public library with my mum and found out it only took 25 minutes, as opposed to the 30 minutes I thought it took (hell yeah, shaved off five minutes!). The problem with my town is that it's not pedestrian friendly, otherwise it'd be pretty nice to walk around. There's a walkway for a bit of the walk, but otherwise cars may be dangerously close to turning you into roadkill. Not that they would, but it still sucks tip-toe-ing on the edge of the road and the overgrown grass. I don't know how much sidewalks cost but the library got a hefty makeover that must've cost a lot. SIDEWALKS! Put some sidewalks by the school as well.

I'm not much of a walker, but after being in London and Newbury I became more accustomed to walking. It would take Kat and me 30 minutes to walk from her house to the town center, but it was a really nice, pleasant walk through bountiful scenery and the lack of roadkill danger. Hells yeah! I'll keep those characteristics in mind when I want to find a place to live.

Last Friday I went to NYC to visit my dorm and time the walk from campus (Washington Square Park) to my home for the next year (200 Water Street). I don't know if I'm just an extremely slow walker, but it took my mum and me 50 minutes. I heard it would take around 40 minutes so I guess it's not far off, but still...blech. I can walk at least one way each day and both ways if I'm in a weird mood and feel like walking a lot. Don't worry, there are school shuttles and the subway that I can utilize. It's just such a difference from Vassar and getting to roll out of bed and be in class in about 5-10 minutes. Dammit. Then again, my dorm should be much nicer this year than last year. Then again, with the distance I probably won't spend as much time in my dorm as I did last year.

Mum and I walked around Chinatown, which was much fun since it's chock full of FOOD...that I shouldn't be eating. I'm trying to eat better than during the trip (as in major decrease in chocolate and biscuit/grain product consumption) but I'm still screwed. I think the only way for me to lose the 15 pounds or so I put on is to go back to 100% raw food. I'm currently eating fruit, yogurt, and steamed veggies, although more than half of what I eat consists of fruit. It's still a really good diet compared to how most people eat but it's still not good enough for me. :( Some people think I have major food issues and some people think I don't, so to clarify: I do have issues, but they're...well they don't make much sense, besides that just like most human beings, I enjoy the process of shoving food into my mouth and masticating to the point that I can swallow said food and let it churn in digestive juices until my intestines are ready to try and absorb whatever nutritients it can and hopefully expell said food in a timely and clean manner.

You can relate, right? Yeah.

I've been going through lots of website thinking lately since I'm still not sure how I'm designing homeofmagnet.com (which doesn't work at the moment...kind of a mixed blessing for me). I've done one and a half designs so far (the half is one I started but gave up midway since it was craptacular) and the one I've got now is crap. Okay, it has a tiny bit of potential but it's not something I'd be willing to show anyone yet. Lee mentioned to me how if something is wrong with a fansite then it's just the fan's problem but on an official site it's also the artist's problem ...not that I intend to make problems but that's something I've been thinking about. Looking at the stats for evenmagnet.net, it says 2.9% of my audience is using Netscape 3.x. WHAT? Who are these people? I can't imagine how my site works (or doesn't work) in that browser. Really, what the hell? Mmwhatever, I'm going to try and make my code nice n clean and SPARKLY, or something...

I also chatted with Truck, not that my experience is really the same but his was the closest I could think of and...okay, that didn't sound grammatically correct. You're probably used to that by now though. HOORAY, your English skills are slowly deteriorating as you read my blog. Super! Anyhoo, yeah. He gave me quite a lot of good insight except...[looks at watch]...I have yet to heed any of it. But I'll keep it in mind.

[wheeze] Dammit, when I cough I get insanely wheezy right afterwards. It's a bit disturbing because having your lung tubes (that's what I call em) constrict isn't a sign of good health. It's hard for me to believe that I actually was doing the 100% (ish) raw food thing and feeling pretty good physically, at least compared to how I feel now, which is fat and un-breathe-ee. [WHEEEEZE]

Oh, those doggie treats I referenced in the beginning of this entry are quite good. I swear. Yeah, this is the nutritionist-in-training speaking. Figure the ingredients listed on the label weren't euphemisms for lesser quality foodstuffs (honey = dirt clods!), they were much better than most stuff you'd find in a supermarket for human consumption. I'm sure the people who made the treats ate them themselves too. The only thing I know I did wrong was eat something like half of the bag (so about 5 ounces) while dogs wouldn't be given that many treats in one day. But if I'm dead tomorrow, I'm going to blame it on the doggie treats (from the grave).