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Boersma P, Weenink D. Praat: Doing phonetics by computer, Version 5. Hillenbrand J. Speech Tool, Version 1. My shelves are crammed with my pickling jars - filled with interesting vegetables. I have so many bottles of classy Champagne, condiments and spices. If I was slimmer, I could easily be labelled as a food connoisseur because it's a passion of mine.
But then there's the anxiety I have of running out, which means my office has become a storeroom for more supplies. My desk space has been replaced by shelves of beer, wine, cider, porridge, snack bars, crisps, condiments and a second freezer.
Sometimes when I'm in the supermarket I glance down and think: "I don't know who else I'm buying all this food for. It's kind of sad that I'm comforted by food rather than other elements in the world. It's quite lonely to have such an odd relationship with food. I spend probably on average two to three hours every day in the car because of my commute. I sit in the car, get out and then sit in my office all day.
I really would hate to think about how many steps I actually do take every day, because I imagine it's probably less than The eating combined with my osteoarthritis and other disabilities doesn't help - the additional weight on the joints isn't a positive impact. The phrase I've heard other people use is: "I'm digging my grave with my spoon.
I was smaller once, really quite thin actually. I think there was a period when I was in my teens, where I had quite a combative relationship around eating. Mum didn't want me and my two sisters to ever be as big as she was. I think it's almost become a self-perpetuating prophecy. It's not rocket science - I know that. Less calories in, more calories out, but that means effort, doesn't it?
It means having to motivate myself and persevere. There are times when I feel that I can do that and times when I can't. I have to be honest, I can't be bothered. Why can't I just be accepted for who I am? People are constantly judging me. I think it's fear. They project their fears upon me because I am a reflection of something that they could become. They tell themselves that they've got control, they're sensible, intelligent and no way would they ever get to my size.
But let me tell you, I was you once and you could be me. Sometimes I do get that big is beautiful. At those times I look in the mirror and think I look great. So, temporarily putting aside the ethics of making fat people into a radio bit, now I have to know: any other voice savants out there? Can you tell if someone is overweight just from talking to them on the phone? Bad at Sudoku? News U. Politics Joe Biden Congress Extremism. Special Projects Highline.
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