all the guys who work at the indian place i go for lunch pretty regularly have learned my name (Natalie, ok? yes, i tell them my name is Natalie. i don't know why i'm capitalizing it, but yes, i lie to perfectly nice restaurant employees every day as i pay with a debit card that clearly says my name is Greta E Baranowski). i went there today for the first time since, i dunno, last wednesday or thursday. and it was incredible -- they all waved to me and asked me how i was. i got some spicy eggplant dish, and wow! it really was spicy. it was definitely not a let-down. i worry that eating so much at this place (vik's chaat corner) is making me fat. i think about this sometimes when i'm eating, especially when i'm stuffing my face with the delicious, refreshing yogurt and cottage cheese side dish, or the lamb dumplings, or the BEST SAMOSAS EVER... but it is all so delicious that, honestly, i have a hard time caring. so when you next see me, o readers, expect me to be wearing a lot of sweatpants for a while as i try to free myself of the burden of these lunches.

dude, the new spoon ring is doing great, so far. no itching, no small red bumps. my haircut, on the other hand, is looking like more and more of a not-so-great investment. the top is still very flat and the sides are still very big. i may need to get this fixed.