Lifestyle Changes: Random Notes from an Insomniac

Today I picked up a nail clippers to trim my fingernails, and while it is rather embarrassing to be so excited about such a mundane thing, I am pleased. After all, cessation of nail biting is a momentous occasion of itself, and the cutting of nails a month later -- for the first time in years -- is a repetition of the celebration. (Now I merely gnaw the skin off of my fingers instead of chewing the nails themselves; decide for yourself whether that is improvement.)

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Tonight, in lieu of cannibalizing my hands, I am making an impromptu one a.m. dinner (or is it an unsually early breakfast?) of breadstick and yogurt. Hopefully that will soothe my cranky stomach. After yesterday morning's mad dash to the water closet, pursued from bed to loo by intestinal convulsions, I have no desire to incur the further wrath of my digestive system; however, if this peace offering of food is not favourably received, I shall throw a tantrum and indulge in a week of spiteful starvation.

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Some time during the remainder of this summer I am going to undertake the venture (or, as nee-chan aptly described it, lifestyle change) of getting my hair cut. While the thought of shoulder-length hair has boasted varying degrees of appeal over all those months of consideration, sticking with the base of my shoulder blades is probably the wiser idea; the truly drastic lopping can wait for a braver year.

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In other news, hard studying is to be commenced, as I have made off with a stack of music books and my anatomy text, not to mention my Japanese course and notebook. The materials are at hand; let the action begin. There is much that requires learning, and at last -- at last! -- there is drive to accomplish it. It's about time.