A scarf can easily hide a third, fourth or even fifth chin. Finals will soon be upon us, and you can hide out in the library. But just when you think you are shedding those extra pounds running to 8 a.m. finals you overslept for, you are whisked into another vacation, this one for an entire month. It's a vicious cycle, one I vow to break out of this year. I wish I could start with the freshman 15 and work backwards, but it's too late for that now.
Drastic times call for drastic measures.
I'm going to start taking the stairs up to Room 613 in Illini Tower, I'm going to stop after my first 12 latkahs, and I'm going to take all the candy canes and fruitcake and mail them to Third-World countries. His column appears on alternate Mondays. Read more of Michael Gunderson's columns.