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Umm… the more you eat, the gayer you look? Seems I’m not much of a poet anymore. :p

I ate an entire banana a couple of days ago. For those who know me well, this is a landmark moment. See, bananas are one of a long list of fruits and vegetables what make me itchy. My skin doesn’t get itchy, but the inside of my throat does (which is significantly harder to reach). And my lips and tongue tend to swell. Not to dangerous proportions, but certainly annoyingly so. Enough such that I hadn’t eaten a whole banana in probably seven or eight years.

But a couple of days ago, I went to grab an apple from the fruit bowl at work (many fruit bowls everywhere, cool company et cetera), and they were out. But, I was really craving fruit, so I had myself a banana instead. And it didn’t hurt! And so I had another banana yesterday, and I equally did not die. And so far today, I have had one and a half bananas (half of one in a smoothie for breakfast, a whole one with lunch), and have yet to snuff it.

Of course, I have woken up in the middle of the last two nights with a horribly itchy throat, requiring I drink large amounts of liquid and lay awake miserable for a while. But I don’t know that there’s a correlation. Could be an entirely unrelated allergy. Especially because my central air is on the fritz at the moment, so I slept with my bedroom window open last night.

Sigh… school started up again yesterday, and I was not in it. This was very difficult for me. I felt like I was cheating somehow. I also felt like I was missing out on all the fantastic nervous excitement associated with the beginning of any school year. All last week I kept fantasizing about going back to get my Ph.D. I eyed various school websites. I read a couple of academic (well, Technical Communication) articles. I even submitted an article to Kairos. I felt vaguely better about my decision last night when Dana was in class until 9pm and I remembered that, for the first time in 7 years, my evenings are free and my own. And then I realized I didn’t have anything to do, so I mostly laid on the edge of my roof with a glass of wine, bored and restless, and watched the sunset fade into subsequent stars. Scared my neighbor when she got home, I think, to find me sprawled over the edge of the building. ;)