Operation "drink less sugar" seems to be going pretty well; I've dropped about ten pounds since Memorial Day. Turns out that sugar just doesn't trigger my "I'm full" reflex; not drinking it means that I get calories from - gasp - food instead.
I'm still spazzing out about going to Japan in a month, trying to pick up the basics of Japanese and figure out what I'm going to do while there and when. (I've got an outline of all sorts of stuff I want to do, but I haven't figured out a good source of info for what's specifically happening in town while I'm there.) I think my lack of language skills is gonna hurt.
Ceren's started moving into her own place this weekend; soon I'll be able to nest all to myself.
Still trying to figure out wtf to do with my hair; "chopping a bunch off" seems to be the most likely outcome right now.
I have more pre-diabetic nonsense to deal with, bleah.
I've switched from Ritalin to Provigil. It seems to work a little better for me, in that while I can concentrate I'm still aware of peripheral things; it lets me keep things more in context.
That's about it for now, I think.