Small Portions

The past couple of weeks involved very little food as stress and cigarettes took over. I'm trying to take advantage of this fact while I get back into normal eating habits by trying to eat in smaller portions (read: the actual amount designated by the FDA as being "correct" serving sizes). I went to Panda Express today and had to order a kid's meal of orange chicken so that I could both save a little cash as well as only order the very minimum that I could. I still feel overly full after eating it.

My fortune: There will always be delightful mysteries in you life (in bed).

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Attention hip-hop sistahs working at my work:

I greatly dislike hip-hop. Let me reiterate, I HATE hip-hop. No, I have no fucking clue what you mean when you ask me if I "walk it out, you know, like on the dance floor." (I really do think Voltaire would be laughing his ass off at this spectacle.) Your expressions when I state that I listen to industrial music is one that requires me to stiffle all laughter until after you leave my building.

We do not speak the same language, and I don't feel like learning yours.

k?
thx

New tv addiction

The Lost Room


EDIT: AAARRRRRGGGG!!!!!!!!

No fucking resolution on ANY single one of the plot lines! So much potential, absolutely wasted!