I snuck out of commencement early too. Once I'd handed out the scholarships that were related to my program and posed for all the necessary pictures I cut out the back way. I wanted to get ahead of the wave of traffic that would keep me stuck in the parking lot for an extra half hour at the end of the night, and I had no real interest in hearing the valedictorian's address. Kid gave lots of speeches in my class last semester and I didn't think he was so funny. Since when are valedictorians chosen democratically anyway? Isn't it supposed to have something to do with achievement? Not that he's a bad kid or anything but he doesn't make much of a role model.

I got home just before 10:00 and had dinner: popcorn and a big glass of wine. Shawn, a man who has been known to eat licorice for breakfast on occasion, gave me a hard time about this, but I didn't listen. It was the first time I've felt like eating anything in days and days and days. There was no way I was going to keep that feeling if I tried to gag down the carnivorous delight he was trying to convince me to eat instead. Sometimes I like it when he nags me like this even though it's a little irritating. One good thing about not eating for a long time is that the wine really does its thing. But tonight Carolyn pinched my arm and told me I was skinny "and not in a good way" which is probably a statement worth paying attention to. I have to admit that I might be looking a little... wiry. And not in a good way. I need to start sleeping more, eating more. So tonight I am breaking the fast with popcorn and wine. Tomorrow I'll do better.





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