10.21.2006

Gluten Hell

So after three months of teeth-gritting trauma the case is closed and incontestable: I am allergic to gluten. Which makes Rusk's name somewhat ironic, although not entirely unfitting. I'm looking forward to actually making myself dramatically change my diet to wholesome, fresh, home-made, well prepared food. Still looking.

The Fall semester is half over and my academics are alright, though the Graduate school admissions are a consistent source of tremendous stress. I took a lovely jaunt up the coast to see Jackie with Pip and Liz Ricks. We stopped in Carmel and others and it was quite a nice drive. We also went to San Diego for some good sea food, the Birch Aquarium and a night on Old Town.

The status quo (if ever there is) is being maintained. We need to work a little harder to create an ecological harmony between the cats, other small animals, dog and..everything else. The dog needs to leave the inanimates alone. But other than that it's my favorite season and so far we're waving, not drowning.

We'll see how things progress. For right now, it's autumn and I'm scouting for pumpkins and sense.