Something I just said to a friend who didn't want to go to work: "I know all about despair. Just go. It's never as bad as getting there, once you're there."
Reading about the Refrigerator Perry, who sits in a couch and doesn't like to walk or move, except to drive to the liquor store.
The thing about a compulsion is that you start to preserve the compulsion at all costs. It becomes the baby.
This is old news, even to me. I've known this since I was twelve.
But the deal is that you don't get to ever stop learning the same thing. Even if it's boring. You never get out of homeroom.
I never understood homeroom, the point of assembly instead of heading straight to class. Certainly there were more effective ways to take the daily census? But high school is simply a traffic problem, and that was an easy solution--minimal technology, and students are relatively cheap to move around. Free, even. Tell them to move from one area to another. It could all be done with a single computer spitting out dot-matrixed orders on box-colored sheets. Assemble them in convenient blocks so that they might be efficiently moved through various zones, educated.
Right, let's get on that scale.
| Food | Qty | Calories |
|---|---|---|
| Cereal, Flaxen, 3/4 c. | 1.3 | 147 |
| Cereal, fibrous, 2/3 cup | 1.5 | 120 |
| Milk, no fat, 1 c. | 90 | |
| Total | 357 |
Weight: 327.5 lbs