Laura vs Scale
Battle #1: March 2011
When I saw the scale in my friend’s bathroom, the idea came to me:
I weighed myself.
I peed.
I weighed myself again.
I always assumed that when I peed, I lost about one pound. I was disappointed to returned to a scale that changed by only 0.5lbs.
“More beer!” I demanded upon exiting the bathroom. Drinking would award me another chance.
Three 0.5lb pees later, I began to get frustrated. Dealing with a digital scale that had only half-pound resolution, I wondered if it was the scale that was failing me. I tested.
Weighed myself. Drank 12oz beer. Weighed myself again: increase 1.olbs. Dammit! My bladder’s ego was crushed.
Comeback: August 2011
It is ok to fail at something if you learn from your mistakes. In reviewing my failure, I pinpointed my weak point as my eagerness. In returning to my friend’s house, I would exercise patience with the scale, hold the pee longer, and give it time to amass more weight.
The result? Weigh myself, pee, weigh again. 1.5lb difference!!
Take that, scale! Bladder ego reinstated. Mission complete.
Back home
Ending my big vacation to France is a downer. In summary , the crepes were outstanding, the public transit was impressive, and the people got really appalled when I told then about the American health care system.
They asked questions about the healthcare a lot. And usually reacted with more being appalled.
Also, I did it! The day before I left, I ate a snail -->
---
Interview Guy is off backpacking the John Muir trail. Why would someone choose to schlep 50lbs of outrageously costly equipment through hundreds of miles of nothing, and go several weeks without any forms of communication whatsoever? Don't ask me, I opted for France.
Before he left:
Me: I'm going to miss you
IG: [silence]
Me: *Ahem* Are you going to miss me too?
IG: [pause] I guess?
Sigh.
I mentioned about this conversation this to my friend R. Incredulous at IntGuy's reply, he asked if IntGuy had ever had a girlfriend before. Honestly, the answer is "not really."
In response, R offered the advice "You are what I call 'Grade B Single.' You go on dates and remember how annoying it is to date. So you'll appreciate IntGuy when he gets back."