Today's lunch: Some kind of spinach soup that tastes just like green oatmeal. I'm fairly certain that this is one og those foods that looks the same going in AND coming out. I swallowed most of it down before I started gagging and felt I was going to Jackson Pollack the closest wall with what I just ate. Carpal update: I hated those sticky-keys updates in Windows till now. Using these magicalkey presses is he only way I can type, and it blows. I'm thinking Carpal is like Cystic Fibrosis for typists - like breathing through a straw. I'm just hoping that it doesn't spread to my right hand. (Which is starting to show the crotchety preliminary feelings. Garrrr...)