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Space is at a premium here. No room for much of anything.

There was a snippet of a Reuters article on Gina Smith's blog today that made me think. The basic gist of the article is they did some experiments and determined most humans take from the rich and give to those less fortunate. I suppose that's why people like taxing the rich.

Meanwhile, I remember something from my college days that kind of illustrates this point. A bunch of us were playing Illuminati: New World Order (referred to hereafter as INWO). There was four or five of us as I recall. We were sitting around in the computer lab most of us worked at after hours. The game had went well into the night and we basically called it off. Here's why: the moment anyone got more power than the others, everyone else ganged up on that person. We basically fought to achieve some kind of equilibrium.

While we weren't robbing each other per-se, we were certainly making sure nobody had the upper hand.

I saw Roger Hodgson perform this song live many years ago in a small night club in Santa Cruz.

Give A Little Bit

I think he also performed this song:

Take the long way home

An old ABC Saturday Morning PSA is running through my head lately as I've been working to eat slower.

Slow down
Don't gulp
Enjoy the taste
You can add pounds
From all that haste

Found this PSA over on Retro Junk:

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I obviously didn't heed that advice up until now. They knew what they were talking about. Pity these PSAs don't run anymore.

The main thing I've noticed as a result of eating slower is that I actually seem to enjoy eating more now that I am eating less food more slowly. I am getting more pleasure with less food. I can't even begin to tell you how cool that is!

One thing I've been wanting since Sunday was and egg salad sandwich on sourdough bread. I haven't done that in a very long time. Tonight, I finally had it for dinner. Finished all but one bite of it, eaten as slowly as I could manage. Let me tell you, it was good.

Even though I am hungry, it's definitely time for bed.

Today, I noticed something my stomach was doing without me even really thinking about it: I was walking around most of the day with my stomach muscles pulling into my gut. This was something I read in "You! On a Diet." Why did I do that? Probably because of what I am doing at bedtime.

One of the things I am doing each night before I go to bed is imagining myself at my "target weight." I envision myself getting slimmer and slimmer as the months pass. When I "get there," I should be able to wear jeans with a 38 inch waist comfortably and wear this black CheckPoint T-shirt I've had for a while now and not look like a stuffed sausage in the process. I suspect this is around 195 pounds, but I really don't care. 38 inch waist is what I care about.

Perhaps the visualization technique is paying off. As part of my visualization, I guess I am changing my posture--unconsciously. Cool. ;)

I'm like a kid at Christmas.

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Somewhere during the CISSP class I was taking today, I had a problem with food. Or more specifically, I had the kind of headache that I only seem to get when I hadn't eaten in a while.

Breakfast consisted of a ham and cheese omelet and a glass of water, which I did not eat all of. I was mildly peckish at around 11am, so I went down and had a biscuit (not a cracker) topped with real butter. Somewhere around there I got a huge headache--the kind I get when I've under eaten. During my class I ate a handful of almonds and a handful of dried montmorency cherries. Headache went away briefly, but came back once the class was over, so I relented and made something for lunch--salmon and mayo on cheese slices. I ate until I was full, and left a ton of salmon over for another time. But my headache didn't go away.

I finally relented and found the Tylenol. Life was good again. Somewhere after my IDS class I eventually ate some dinner--a small egg salad on sourdough bread and a slice of cake left over from Easter dinner. I left a bite of the relatively small piece of cake on my plate. Leaving something uneaten seems to be an important thing psychologically, so I am making a point to do that every time I eat.

I think I kept my food intake in check, as I know it's less than I was eating prior to, say, last week. That headache through me for a loop and added some extra stress I didn't need today. Meanwhile, I'm off to visualize my future, thinner self as I drift off to sleep.