[Leisler]

Face it, you're cooked. You ate the cookie, the damage is done. Rest, sips of warm tap water, short walks at dusk, try not to talk to much.

[Shooter 2.5]

Short walks now mean going to the mailbox and getting out of breath and six months ago, doing six miles on the mountain bike was a half hour little run.

Am I complaining? Yes. I don't mean to but you have to understand, less than a month ago, I didn't think there was a thing wrong with me.

This T-fat may go the way of things like Fen-Fen. If it does, it won't be because of what I say or do.

I just don't like the idea of a little timebomb next to the chocolate chips in the cookie.

Take care of yourself. There are a lot of unsuspecting things out there.