Why is it that, whenever I see an email with the little red exclamation-mark icon that indicates the sender has flagged it as high priority...

This immediately makes me want to leave it until last?

Because I'm an antisocial, cynical bastard, it's true. But, annoyingly for the world at large, this doesn't stop my gut response from being right nine times out of ten.

Speaking of gut reactions, I'm annoyed with the staff at the clinic, but I'll leave that whole rant for another time or never. Briefly, though, I wish people would give me guidance, and especially hard data, when I want it and not fob me off with "oh, we don't bother with all those boring weights and measurements here". So here I am at the most difficult stage of this program and trying to get into a sensible eating plan and, hello, chances are I wouldn't be this size if I already knew how to mix foods in correct proportions, but I'm being treated like a moron by those damn...

...sorry, but damn girls!