THANKS JESSO I
Argh. Feeling better, sleeping a little better, with the help of ibuprofen. Wish I could say it was without medication, but alas, ALAS I CANNOT. My boobs are still driving me crazy, but all the other itching seems to have settled down for the most part.
I'm swinging back around to that place where I'm fed up with my lack of nutritional eating. I had a feeling it would be harder to eat well at the house, and I was right, I find myself depending strongly on taco bell and fast food to make it through the day. I've been feeling so fed up with the amount of crap I've been eating that I went out and bought bananas, sugar free bread, honey, and "pure" peanut butter (ingredients: Peanuts, salt. DELICIOUS. I seriously love the hell out of this shit.) and made my
The problem with wanting to eat healthy and knowing about all the horrible crap there is in food, is that I find myself feeling preachy about food, in much the same way I get preachy about yoga (I want to go baaaaaaaaaaack to claaaaaaaaaass, but the only classes I can get to right now are the 6 AM classes and, you know, not sleeping well). Problem being I am BAD at eating nutritionally well. It helps if I let myself forget how bad it all really is, but I dragged my copy of The Great American Detox Diet to work today, which means I'm ready to remind myself why ice cream is not an appropriate dinner. *Le sigh*
THIS WOULD ALL BE EASIER IF HEALTHY FOOD WASN'T SO DANG EXPENSIVE.
Oh, and I got my iPod back! HOORAY!!! I went over to Jesso's and TOTALLY ABUSED her iTunes last night (hence the leaving lj logged on), so I have all my TMBG, Muse, and Arrogant Worms back! All of my Radiohead, Basement Jaxx and Cex is gone, though. *weeps bitterly into sleeve* WANT WANT WANT.
Yesterday and today in my lj history!
Geez louise. *Beats up 17-year-old self*
A whole buncha rambling!
An excessively long e-mail I wrote to Drew while I was on vacation. Sheesh.
Anne is never satisfied.
Haha, man, I love this entry! It is full of interesting things, IE: Meredih the mentioned lifeguard went on to assistant coach for me a couple of years! And Henry (RON Henry?) is now in training to take over the team for me. OH AND HARRY POTTER, YOU GUYS. Henry and I spend most of practice discussing picking up the last book.
Best. Junk mail. EVER.
This spider bite ended up costing me $1,200.
I quoted Firefly! And also got very excited about car payments!