I have not looked up any pictures today

I wonder if it is a coincidence that these 100-calorie packs of preztels have way less salt than they should. I can't decide if they taste stale or if the salt has just fallen off of them because they don't have any fat holding it on, but I am certain that it isn't the lack of salt that makes their calorie content lower. I think.
I wish I could remember to bring change with me to the library because not-salty-enough pretzels with water instead of a Coke almost seems like punishment. But I am going to keep eating them. Just in case, you know, I did do something wrong.
As an officially registered graduate student, I can tell you that I don't feel an ounce smarter than an undergraduate student. Just painfully aware that being out of school for 15 months has resulted in some seriously atrophied thinking muscles. I haven't been reading enough, which I am usually most aware of when I am trying to convey a complex emotion to someone and can't quite spit it out. I am at a loss for words most of the time these days (also see previous posting about Gossip Freeze Syndrome). I am also aware I have not been reading enough because I picked up the first book of Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty triology to reread and am feeling my writer's muscles begin to stretch and flinch. Not to dog Anne Rice or anything, she is a good writer, but it says something about my lack of intellectual activity as of late if it takes a hard core BDSM book to awaken my word nerd. Or, perhaps it is just another telling example of how all you have to do is wave a wiener my way, and I wake up. Which brings me to another point, that I am determined to earn enough degrees so that I am allowed to teach a literature course and do nothing but discuss sexual innuendo and say wiener with textual support.