carpe diem: (sieze the day) -Our deepest fear isnt that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our dark that most frightens us. Theres nothing   e n l i g h t e n e d   about shrinking so that other people don't feel insecure around you. We're all meant to s h i n e as children do. Its not just in some of us; its in everyone. As we let our own lights shine, we unconsiously give other people the enlightment to do the same. "As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others"

[	Current Location	|	My couch	]
[	mood	|	schweaty ballz	]
[	music	|	Vanilla Ice, sadly	]

Its an astonishing 110 out today, and I just paid to sit under a heat lamp with my head wrapped in tin foil.  But I don't look like white trash anymore (always a plus) so I guess it was worth it.

This week is gonna be weird and lonely, Zea went to Vermont to some camping-cabin thing with her sister.  Bet its not 100 million degrees up there, oh no.  So I have the place to myself.  Hope I don't burn it down or anything. 

In other news I've expanded my "diet" to include oatmeal, so if we do a quick recap on the food front that means I'm now on a steady diet of EasyMac, PB&J, soup and oatmeal.  I used to eat just regs mac&cheese but its cheaper to do EasyMac, so there.  Oh I also have popcorn for special occasions.  Ie when I'm sick of everything else.

Something weird happened to my remote and my tv is stuck on VH1.  This was okay yesterday when they were marathoning America's Next Top Model (you wanna be on top?) but right now they're doing a special on Vanilla Ice.  Sucks the balls, yo.

Oh I also eat a lot of ice cream at J.P. Licks, which sounds like it may specialize in blow jobs but actually we hand-make gourmet ice cream.  Yesterday a guy found a fingernail in his double scoop chocolate wafer cone.  I didn't take his order, nor was it my fingernail, but we had to empty out the whole 8 gallon ice cream tub (gross).  I also didn't catch what flavor it was either.  According to the shift supervisor it was a little bit of plastic and not a fingernail, but the customer is always right I guess.  I just feel like someone would notice if while they were mixing up some ice cream and ther fingernail popped off.  But I guess you're not of a powerful intellect if you're job is to mix ice cream.  Then again, who am I to judge?  I make milkshakes to pay the bills.

I guess I'm gonna go do some research for Team Green and then work on my papers a bit and type up a survey that I should have done yesterday and call Adam again to see if he wants to play.
On a parting note, who approved Flavor of Love Season 2?  Find them and shoot them.

iron like a lion in zion

my head hurts
i miss lucy and dolly, i hate sleeping alone
kiki's learning to drive and that's scary
jimmy's still dead 
but boston looks very peaceful from my window
maybe tomorrow i'll watch the sunrise-