I can't eat anything nowadays. Y'see, roughly two weeks ago, I suddenly lost interest in food. Now my primary motivation in stuffing consumables down my throat is just to stave off the ill-effects of malnutrition.

Among the foods I can't stomach anymore:

• dumplings
• man tou (饅頭) or any kind of bao zi (包子)
• tofu
• rice
• bread
• most vegetables (including broccoli, carrots, cauliflower, green beans, peas… anything green…)
• most fruits (strawberries, cantaloupes, honey dew melons, grapes, bananas, peaches, apples…)

I can still eat pasta with pesto sauce without resorting to force-feeding to some degree, as well as some varieties of breakfast cereal with soy milk (as long as it's in moderation). But I'm afraid my only legitimate solace now is nonfat yogurt. I'm still fond of fruit yogurt, strangely enough.

No pun intended, by the way.

You know what? I would love to be a classically-trained singer. The greatest auditory pleasure in the world, in my opinion, consists of operatic female vocals layered on top of fast percussion and the thrumming and screeching of gloriously distorted electric guitars. There really is no other more epic, more beautiful, or more transcendent sound in the world. And groups like Nightwish did that (until their lead vocalist was fired, and replaced with a non-operatic singer, as evidenced by their latest studio album).

Master!
Apprentice!
Heartborne, 7th Seeker
Warrior!
Disciple!
In me the Wishmaster…

Please keep in mind: the sole purpose of this entry was to bring my scant readership up to speed on several of my deservedly un-fascinating vagaries, not to serve as anyone's entertainment. I can be infuriatingly dreary sometimes, too.

And I'll punish myself later, just you wait.

Addendum: Joe Biden? Way to follow the status quo, Obama.