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Aug. 31st, 2017

unpacking is going well, if slow. We're trying to remain realistic about the amount of stuff we need out and accessible, given we only took a 9 month lease with the expectation of house buying next year, but luckily we have 2 spare bedrooms (albeit small), and a garage (! I've never had one before!), so we have plenty of room to store unused things and even the boxes and packing material so we can reuse them for the next move (which prolly won't be company sponsored xD)

I'm planning on investing in a candy bowl at work. Everyone is nice, but I just don't know anyone on the floor they put me (since my role is easily confused for 'everyone's personal application/tech support', my manager has gone to great lengths to keep me secluded from all the users of our app, which is to say, all the familiar names I got to know). My cube faces an aisle that gets moderately high traffic, so it should be a good incentive for people to stop and chat.

Couple things I've noticed about walking outside:
* everything is further away; there were several lunch options within a quarter mile walk of 2 of my offices in So Cal (the ones in LA anyway; the one in OC was worse xD), but in NWA, it's more like half a mile
* shade isn't as cool, but direct sunlight isn't as hot. I suppose that is the mitigating effect of higher humidity.
* no fucking sidewalks half the time. JFC!

They've spent a lot of effort on improving their bike trail system; I'm eager to bring my bike back from my parents and start exploring, though.


Aug. 26th, 2017

what did I do yesterday...

Cleaned the cat litter box
Ate lunch at McAlisters
Browsed the used game store next door
Tried to visit a vintage bookstore; found out its physical location is closed
Ate a roasted chicken for dinner
harvested garlic and four o'clock seeds
found container for said seeds
Scavenged refill for one of my prescriptions from my parents' medicine cabinet
Cooked down a chicken carcass in an instant pot to make stock (including some of said garlic)
Fretted over the lackluster resulting stock
Boiled water on the stove for tea
Read Brain over Binge

Aug. 26th, 2017

We're in the middle of moving, which effectively is a long unpaid vacation while we wait for the moving company to decide to bring our 2 crates of belongings from CA to AR. They're supposed to deliver on Monday, so it'll be back to work on 9/1... I haven't been in an/the office since 8/5, and the week before that was a business trip where we flew out here to train users.

It's going to be hard readjusting to going in every day after such a long period of slack, but I'm glad to have taken the time off. It's given me the leisure to get utilities set up, figure out a washer and dryer to buy, recalibrate my garden (previously pots on a porch) and plan out what I want to put in the rental yard, and do some long-overdue soul searching and reading up on my binge eating.

Aug. 26th, 2017

what I did today
(because I've started losing track)

Got duplicates made of the new house keys
Played Pokemon Go
Carved out some watermelon fresh and blended it in order to make aqua fresca later
Boiled water and made tea
Tried to preorder another SNES Classic (with questionable success)
Separated out basil seedlings
Transplanted a cucumber plant into one of my pots
Put a bunch of wisteria cuttings in soil/water
Went out for Thai food for dinner
Replaced the printer cartridges
Drew a picture of a tulip from the Encyclopedia of Garden Plants in oil pastels to satisfy an urge I've had to do something creative
Read Brain over Binge
Did wii fit stretches

that was fun

I never passed out before.

I'd been close; I'm pretty squeamish around blood, especially when it involves puncturing or piercing the skin in some way. I'd had my vision go dark around the edges, and the really loud cicadas buzz in my ears, but I always managed to hang onto consciousness.

Tonight, bae decided he was going to make french fries, which he's done before, but he knicked himself with the peeler and came to ask me to help him apply a bandaid.

I had the bandaid opened up, stuck to my finger, anti-biotic ointment on my other finger ready to apply


the world

just kinda stopped

and then I was dreaming; I was kinda plotting out what I was going to say on this application for foodcorps.com, which is what I had been doing immediately prior. And then I was waking up, and bae was leaning over me at a weird angle, and I was in the bathroom floor. That's weird; why was I sleeping there? My head feels like I knocked it on something, huh.

Then the frantic look of worry in his eyes-- "Are you okay? I thought you were in shock!"

"What? What happened?"

"You passed out, you fell with no resistance!"


I still had the bandaid on my finger, so I manage to fumble it onto him and sit up against the wall.

Overall, it was an interesting experience. Now I know I wasn't BSing all those phlebotomists all these years!


I haven't really been able to relax; still feel myself sucking on my teeth constantly, but it's been a pretty good holiday all in all.

I got a ridiculous amount of christmas presents that I feel obliged to record here in list form; feel free to skip.

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Jul. 14th, 2016

Sunday or Monday night, I had this sudden thought, bell-like in its clarity and force,
"What if we just moved back to Arkansas, buy a way nicer house than we'd be able to afford here in LA, and enjoy living?"

It's very appealing. In my mind, I'm already checked out. Every time some minor drama has popped up this week, I have mentally rejected it, without paying much heed to the long-term consequences.

I want to start my family before I'm too much older. I swore as a kid that I wouldn't have children as late as my parents had me, where they began to succumb to arthritis and old age when I still wanted to play, be active with them. It's starting to seem like a narrow window if I have to wait until I can get to the point I want to be financially out here.

Very compelling daydream

Feb. 8th, 2016

My "resolution" (emphasis on the resolve) to abstain from snacking at work and reducing my calorie intake during meals is working great so far. And unlike last year's efforts, I'm not dying of foot pain (yet). the cortisone shot helped, as did getting new shoes and new inserts.

It's heartening to feel myself getting full and then stopping eating; not going around with a distended belly after a meal. To reflect on an arbitrary number being less each week.

I've caught back up (down?) to where I was before Christmas; next stop, Thanksgiving, October, then I'll be back on the road again.
The books I've been reading lately, The Omnivore's Dilemma, The End of Over-eating, and The Story of Stuff, have got me thinking first about simplifying and improving my own life, but also wondering how much of what I'm learning can be extrapolated to American culture at large.

<Lady> The Omnivore's Dilemma, The Story of Stuff, and The End of Overeating all kind of converge onto a central thesis
<Lady> "stop being fukkin wasteful"
<Lady> they all come at it from different angles
<Lady> story of stuff is straight up 'man overconsumption is BAD'
<Lady> omnivore's dilemma is like 'umm, why do we spend so much money on making corn when we could be making better things for us'
<Lady> and end of overeating is like 'the industry deliberately caters to our evolutionary traits to make us buy more food than we could eat'
<TKF> what does it say about meat production
<Lady> that we feed animals to animals of the same specie and wonder why they rapidly contract diseases
<Lady> that we feed them food they aren't biologically equiped to digest and wonder why they can't process it well enough on their own
<Lady> that we keep them in incredibly confined quarters, bred for obscene qualities of meat
<Lady> and yet, we throw so much food away
<TKF> well, if you read about the island of wild chickens in hawaii, you learn that wild chickens are nasty as hell, like, stringy and gross
<Lady> he doesn't propose that all animals run free, but that when people actually perform animal husbandry, the results are good
<Lady> as opposed to animal warehousing
<TKF> yeah animal warehousing is gross
<Lady> anyway, I thought it was kind of neat the way they all kind of converged on the topic from different directions
<Lady> hell, thinking about it, the whole reason my company was founded was the idea of taking a hit in profitability to maintain sustainable long-term growth
<Lady> by not throwing people away just because we didn't need them after a project ended
<Lady> but rather, letting them build their skills while waiting for the next one to come along

If we make the goal to increase happiness and contentment, rather than increase profits, what would happen?

I begin to veer off into sappy socialist territoryCollapse )


It wasn't so much of a New Year's Resolution as a existential crisis in a clothing store.

"Oh god, not even these will fit me? *despairs*"

But I supplemented it with reading The End of Overeating which, despite being pretty repetitive, seems to be drilling the point home. (maybe being so repetitive, it's sinking in since I keep falling asleep reading it) Making me think that these components, salt, sugar, fat are the enemy and I should avoid them. We'll see if I last the week, though, but so far so good.

I also rode my bike to target yesterday to pick up a prescription. I don't remember the last time I rode; probably back in August before it got really hot.

half a thought

I'm leaning up against a baseball glove.

We had our first company softball game on Friday, and while I had believed I had brought my old glove when I moved out here, searching the apartment did not yield it up, so I bought a new one the night of and my pinky could tell it hadn't been broken in yet.

Since our next game is next Friday, and I'm waiting for an order of neatsfoot oil to come in, I'm just trying to break it in any way I can, which at this moment means leaning against it while sitting on the couch. It seem to be helping.

We one our game. 25 to one in fact. But for most of us not having played in a decade, and the team as a whole having never practiced together minus playing catch about half an hour before the game, I think we did decently enough!

I also got the last component back on my bike so I can resume riding it. I had taken the cable off to put a cable stop on, made a silly mistake in trying to trim the housing without having first removed the cable, and needed to get a new cable afterwards. But now it's in, I think it's more or less in the right adjustment; I just need to ride harden it.

I have been daydreaming more and more often about moving out to a little farmstead in Europe. Probably due to sunneschii's photographs and articles like this.

I finally visited the podiatrist last week. The visit made me quite embarrassed, because the doctor didn't tell me anything I didn't know already... But maybe it was being so embarrassed that made me actually start taking more drastic measures. For instance, going to work wearing my running shoes (podiatrist looked at them and gave me a look that said 'if you're wearing these, wtf are you still having trouble?'), and tying half of a pair of orthotic inserts I'd purchased after seeing my GP several months ago (then never used, because they didn't seem any different from the ones already in my running shoes) to the foot with the heel pain. After one weekend, it feels incredibly different. That and the cortisone shot.

also been doing some coloring in a wonderful fantastic coloring bookCollapse )

Busy Weekend

So, after a week with a SodaStream, I finally found out that the buzz you're supposed to use to gauge how much carbonation you've injected via your SodaStream is actually more of a loud BELCH than the droning cicadas that I heard up until that point. Now the stuff I have been making actually has some bite to it!

I want to get some vodka and start distilling essences of different things (herbs, fruit, nuts) to make something similar to the fruity but tasteless soda waters you can buy in stores (la Croix, san Pellegrino, et al)

I also did a lot of work on bikes, both mine, and the one I'm fixing up for my boyfriend. I've still been riding mine to work twice a month or so, and took it on the main drag for the first time last week. It wasn't too bad; there's a lane reserved for parking, but it's not allowed until after 6pm, so at the time I rode (right at 6) there wasn't anyone in it, and most cars avoid it anyway.

I fixed a couple of problems with my saddle and pedals; the saddle was squeaking whenever my weight would come down hard on it, and my pedals were clicking every time they went around. The saddle thing I fixed by loosening the bolt keeping the leather taut, putting some leather grease down around the metal/leather junctions, then retensioning the leather a little less tight than it had been.

The pedals were two issues: first thing was they needed to be overhauled. I took them apart and repacked them with new bearings. The second thing was the kickstand was just in the way of the left pedal. I had to put it on myself originally, and I wasn't really sure where exactly it went. I spent about an hour on some poor people's sidewalk trying different alignments until I got it just right.

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For his, the one I had gotten for him was way too big; I could barely get on it myself. I found a smaller frame on eBay and I started cleaning it up. Since it had cranks, I figured this would be a good low-risk opportunity to learn how to overhaul bottom brackets that take cottered cranks. These are infamous in the vintage bike enthusiast community because they're very easy to do if you have the expensive tool, and very difficult to do if you do not have the expensive tool. Of course I don't have a cotter press, but the local bike co-op does! It turned out so easy that I went back today and did the ones on my bike.

Of course, today the main trip wasn't to the co-op, but to see some paintings someone had listed on craigslist. I like to browse the art listings when I'm bored sometimes to see if there's anything outrageous or cool.
The guy only asked $20 for this, but I still feel like I ripped him off...Collapse )
That painting is about 3' by 2', so it just barely fits in our apartment... really need to save up for a house! but can't buy paintings or bike parts if I do that... maybe just quit eating out so much :}

We even went to the farmer's market yesterday and got some delicious plums and a beautiful lavender plant (the flowers of which are fated to become soda, I'm afraid)


soda water, not stirred

We been talking about getting a sodastream machine to alleviate the pain and ordeal of buying a couple of $2/lit bottles of carbonated water. Hold on, let me explain.

I got involved with this whole carbonation thing relatively recently. In January, I bought Wii Fit U and proceeded to change my life by doing regular weigh-ins and exercises. That caused a whole slew of issues, namely hauling my fat ass around on my already-ailing left foot and left hand. But the more relevant effect was that I needed a lot of water on hand while I exercised.

Back when I would use the apartment complex's gym, I would just refill my daily water bottle from the water fountain in there. It didn't taste particularly great, but it was cold and wet, so it did the job. However, Wii Fit constrains me to the living room, which means I'm dealing with the Brita filter. My parents' refrigerator has this magic chill water dispenser which in retrospect, seems just completely like magic now that I have moved out into the demesnes of landlord-managed refrigeration.

The Brita filter holds maybe a gallon of water, which is plenty for working out for the evening, but the catch is the third or fourth time you've drained it to fill your water bottle, you have to go and lug it out of the fridge and baby sit it under the sink while you fill it, letting it drain through the filter so you can get it good and full so you don't have to deal with this chore for as long as possible, except getting it good and full means that it now weighs a good 8lb, which gets awkward when you have to bend down and twist in order to get it back into its place on the top shelf, and now that I think about it, why haven't we ever thought about moving it to the side nearer the sink so you don't have to contort so bad to fiddle with the damn thing? Probably because the last apartment had the door opening on the right, so it was more convenient to put the jugs on the left...

Plus, all that hassle and it still doesn't taste great.

Anyway, one afternoon shopping for groceries, I noticed that they had started selling a brand of water bottled about 2 hours from where I grew up. I'd seen it all the time as a kid. I toasted my nostalgia by picking up a couple of bottles. They also sold the carbonated variety, and given the cost($2/L), I figured carbonated water would drink a little slower and last a little longer than the still, since I had never gotten a taste for the stuff. Of course, as I continued to work out, and continued to buy these green glass bottles of refreshment, the stuff started to grow on me, as distasteful things do. I think what did it is I stopped trying to drink it cold. The europeans like their tepid sodas, right?

so now I have a $4/week carbonation habit, but that's because I can't carry more than 2 of these things in our normal grocery bags. I could easily go through more if it weren't so damned inconvenient. (Even the Brita starts to look good; I stopped buying the spring water and refilled the empty glass bottles from the store of chilled water). However, life goes on, and I lose a little weight.

That brings us to 6 months later and we've got about 10 of these liter bottles hanging around the apartment. They're so heavy that they distort the recycling, so I've been neglecting to add them in. Glass is such a pain to recycle, too, because not only do you have to haul it around, but you have to get a special bucket to put it in, and then the guy just dumps it into a bin where the sound of it breaking, despite all the care you've paid to it, sends a chill down your spine and makes you think of fingernails and chalkboards.

My dovely, ever so ecological as me but less loath to spend money, finally suggested I look into Sodastream to curb the rampant accumulation of glass, lest we end up building a house out of the stuff.

The problem is that "I'm a little averse to being locked down in proprietary systems," she types on her macbook pro. . . "And I would feel bad if I couldn't use these damn green bottles anymore. I've grown fond of them and their heft."

so I've been reading up on carbonation in general, because surely all those cola makers at the turn of the 20th century didn't have fancy equipment to pressurize carbon dioxide. So how did they do it?

There are several alternatives I came across, each rather fascinating.

baking soda and vinegar
beer brewing and the resultant 'fixed air'
And of course,
the same method as sodastream, but less streamlined and more open source.

I've got about a week's left of carbonation left until I need a decision. Do I bite the bullet and sell out to the brand name or cause myself even more headache in the interest of saving money and pride.

customer service magic

One of my favorite phenomena I learned about while working in customer service is Customer Service Magic (CSM).

I don't pretend to understand exactly how it works, only that it does work. Customer Service Magic is what happens when you struggle for a long time on trying to get something to work without success. Frustrated, you call the help line knowing 'oh, customer service is never helpful, I don't know why I'm bothering.' The agent on the phone doesn't actually do anything extraordinary or special to your exact circumstances, but as a result of having called, you will suddenly be able to do whatever it is you were trying to.

Happily, this phenomenon also occurs in the tech field. Often, my employees will come to me with some question, and sometimes I don't even get to sit down and take a look at the problem when they figure it out. These instances make me think that CSM is just a tool to help our brains catalog and revisit problems from new perspectives.

Other times, while helping someone and trying multiple solutions in vain, some permutation will click into place, and suddenly, despite doing steps you were sure you did exactly the same several times previously, the problem will be solved. Unfortunately, this sorts of solutions are only useful once, because without understanding how they came to pass, the next person to encounter it will have to go through the whole ordeal themselves. This sort of situation makes me think that CSM introduces new variables that can cause someone to deviate just enough from their previous attempts to hit on one that works.

I myself have been on the receiving end of Customer Service Magic. I don't remember the precise circumstances, rather just the feeling of relief as I realize that my issue is gone and I don't actually have to stay on the line for an hour trying to fight my way through scripts.

I don't know whether CSM only occurs with customer service representatives who feel a passion for their product or service, or whether it can happen with any wage slave. Maybe the ones who are passionate and care about getting good results for their customers are the ones who notice it?


I am stupid addicted to hanabi. One of the girls at work brought a deck and taught us a couple weeks back, and I finally made an account on boardgamearena.com and have been playing a couple of games every night.

it's basically cooperative solitaire with a twist: you don't get to see your cards, but instead, you see everyone else's. You take turns cluing each other in on your respective hands and making leaps of faith as you try to play your hand.


How to write effective business emails

This is the tried and true method I've used for a year and a half in consumer customer service, and nearly 2 years in a tech role that basically amounted to customer service for software developers.

[The bicycle saddle] came today, so I'm not sure what happened with USPS! Thanks for looking into it. [1]

I compared [the saddle] to the one I'm replacing, and while the old one was too dried out by the time it got to me and flared out at the sides, it seems like the B17 is a lot narrower.[2][3] I bought it to put onto a ladies' 1968 Raleigh Sport.[4] Do I need the B66 instead?[5][6][7] I had thought I could reuse the clamp from the old saddle with my seatpost, but looking at the item summaries for the B66, B67, and B17, I'm no longer sure.[8]

I'd appreciate your suggestions![9]

Step 1: Acknowledge and reply to any points in the previous missive(s)
Step 2: Explain the background of your question
Step 3: Rewrite the background to leave out extraneous details, tempting parenthetical statements, and other nasty habits of oral communication; add in jargon phrases if you understand what they mean and the receiving party will understand them.
Step 4: Provide the details that are important and you forgot to include. You can put these in a bullet point and they'd probably be just as happy, but you can write them in a nice sentence and they won't be too mad.
Step 5: Ask your question
Step 6: Research the issue again, using the information you've collected
Step 7: Rephrase your question
Step 8: Add in any last questions or misgivings you have as a result of your additional research.
Step 9: Thank them in advance for their assistance and compliment them a little by humbling yourself or exalting them.

Linguistic Reform

I was reading this article in The Atlantic over the weekend; it insinuates that the reason the US doesn't have more engineers, doctors, teachers, lawyers, etc is because as kids, we spend too much of our time learning to read and write, memorizing and internalizing all of the pits and foibles of the English language.

I wasn't very impressed with their suggestion that spelling reform would instantly transform the US into a powerhouse of capitalism and science, but the idea of using tech to solve the problem appealed to me.

I started thinking about how Japanese children learn kanji by reading furigana, which uses kana (think Japanese alphabet) superscripted over a character to sound it out, allowing them to pick up the meaning from context if they recognize the sound of the word or idea. Of course, we can't really put parenthetical explanations that explain what a word is when it has a complicated or illogical spelling every time we write a word with complicated spelling, but we can use text replacement.

I copied the first paragraph from the wikipedia article on IPA and started writing a correlation guide for sounds. I had to make a few conscious decisions:
  1. I was going to design a phased implementation, where every couple of decades, the next step towards a logical orthography would be taken

  2. The first phase of the reforms would not involve vowels, nor semi-vowels; they're too damn complicated to make the first changes comprehendible to first-generation converts

  3. The letter "c" would be used for the "hard-c" sound, instead of "k"--K is commonly used because it is unambiguous in English; however, I think there is a greater stigma to see a large number of Ks in written English, and using C would improve the theoretical uptake

  4. The letters x and q would not be used; they are however, reserved for possible future purposes. (for example... filling out those damn vowels)

  5. Morphemes that are used as affixes or in combining forms would use the same spellings to preserve the connection between meanings. This may have the impact that pronunciations of some words would morph.
    • E.g., "Northern" would use the same "th" as "North", even though the phoneme is voiced in "Northern" and unvoiced in "north", and my reforms would show the distinction otherwise.

I tried this out by manually replacing the text in a short paragraph. But, after reading it, I felt the text was too familiar to me to have the real experience. So I set about automating changing the rest of the article.

First, I used grep to extract all the unique words in the article (which also picked up foreign words, IPA characters, and other non-word contents) to a text file. Then, I opened it in a spreadsheet program and added a column that contained all of the future transformations. I included the first stage transformation for every word that needed one, and the second or third stages for a few that I could see (stage 2 involves removing duplicated consonants). I sorted by column 2 and pasted all of the words that had phase 1 modifications back into a text document and wrote a regex pattern to turn the file into something I could feed into sed. Finally, I used sed to transform the entire article into the phase 1 orthography.

I think the only mental leaps we would need to be able to parse this easily is the knowledge that the digraph "dh" is the voiced "th" (from Northern), and that "c" is always a hard-c sound.

Other changes:


  • Soft G -> J

  • "French J" / "voiced SH" to ZH (e.g. closure)
  • X to CS or CZ, depending on voicedness

  • Soft C to S

  • QU to CW or CU

  • Ph to F

  • "Of" to "Ov"

  • "Is" to "Iz"

  • Silent letters (G and K of GN, KN) omitted


partying partying YEAH + night bike

The kids at work* have started organizing these Friday night gaming sessions. The first one was a week ago, and we just played Smash Brothers on the projector and ping pong. A couple of the guys who are more senior and work from our clients' sites came by later and added to the party feel.

Everyone immediately agreed that we should do it again, and even a few more people heard about it and came by, this time bringing some drinks, too. One person brought this physical tetris-like puzzle game called Fits that was pretty fun (and difficult!). Another guy had a pack of cards, so I taught everyone how to play ERS.

I hadn't played Egyptian Rat Screw since high school when it was a staple of long band trips and boredom during breaks, but after googling it a little, the rules came back swiftly.Collapse )
I won pretty easily while everyone else was still learning the rules, so for the last game, I volunteered to start with no cards and slap my way in, and I still won. I was pretty impressed, because a couple of the guys playing ran out of cards and were able to slap back in themselves for a little while.

There's already one planned for next week that will actually be company sponsored, so the participation will be even greater. I'm excited!

At the end of the night when my boyfriend and I were ready to leave, I had to make the decision of whether I wanted to take my first night bikeride on my Raleigh. I opted to make the trip, since I had installed my lights and my route goes through a quiet residential neighborhood. It was beautiful. The moon and stars were showing clear against some clouds, and there was a stiff, crisp breeze (Even without biking, it was enough to blow you over) that carried the scent of blossoms. A+ would ride again.


spring time

Even though there's not a very noticeable temperature or weather change, there are still some reliable signs of spring in Los Angeles's South Bay.

The first is a brief period of heavy fog. This is Silent Hill levels of fog, where you can't see one side of the street from another. (for a certain width of street, which if you've played the first Silent Hill, you'll know the streets are quite wide in that game) Eerie to stop at a stoplight that you can't even see!

The second is the perennial ducks. I'm not sure whether it's the same mating pairs from year to year, but pools, fountains, any consistent body of water will have some ducks show up. They would show up at the fountain at Konami (and even walk to the the grocery stores nearby!). These are the ones that showed up at my apartment's pool this year:

It also makes cats think about gardening

I went through the planters on the porch and threw out some old annuals I had put in in the autumn that had died off, as well as the other general plant trash that accumulated over the winter. A couple of annuals were still alive, so I consolidated them into an empty planter where I'd tried to do some onions that ended up getting waterlogged. I added some perlite, so hopefully the new ones won't suffer the same fate.

There were some little plants that came up in my potato container that I don't recognize. I moved them around so they don't have to compete with the potato vines. There also seem to be some narcissus that are coming up, but they don't seem to be substantial enough to expect them to bloom. There were some little four o'clock seeds that sprouted after the main one bloomed back in October/November. I swept up a lot more seeds, so I just added them to the one that had the majority of them, but a couple of seeds have probably ended up in every planter.

The orchid I saved from the dumpster has been very limp and languid lately, so I went ahead and replaced the bark in it and saw that the roots were fairly waterlogged. I think they might revive with some new bark mix, though. I also repotted the only onion I got to root, which still has extensive amounts of green onion shoots, and saw that its root system was pretty healthy, although no bulbs seem to have formed yet.

The last sign of spring, or really "it has rained relatively recently":

How long do snails live, anyway?

critical mass

So the scale was telling me an increasingly distressing story. I knew my snacking at work had gotten out of control. So I stopped.

It's.. rough, but easier than I anticipated.