Scarf.

I was so hungry this afternoon I could've eaten my own arm.

Luckily I was able to get a sandwich in time.

I have a new physical therapist. The first time we met he asked why I looked so familiar. I didn't tell him that he looked exactly like the nonexistent older brother of an attorney I dated this winter who sent me an e-Christmas card of himself posing with a snowman, a Christmas Eve voicemail, and a "let's grab a drink this weekend" in early January only to never call me again. Bastard.

But still. I like the physical therapist and didn't think I should mention this.