Sunday mornings are the quietest part of the week. Give me a gray sky, a paper, and a tall glass of water to purge the alcohol from last night to start the day off right and let it end with me falling asleep hoping that Monday will never come.
Wanting to keep myself busy and with grad school applications boring the jesus out of me I decided to check out the "Lost" website and I was disgusted by its consumer culture of t-shirts and travel mugs. How great would it be though to survive a plane crash with a "Lost" travel mug?
It is almost enough to make me not watch it. Almost.
In light of everything I think that some optimism is needed. Therefore I've enlisted a string of phrases that will be repeated each time a negative thought enters my head
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I've neglected my live journal. So I thought I'd share a few photos of my recent trip to Mississippi. I spent about a week in Pascagoula about a 45 min. drive west of Biloxi down I-10. It is amazing how resilent the human spirit is.
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This is an anti-advertisment for Greyhound. Never, ever take any form of public transportation even if it means driving a gas guzzling SUV. (I'll regret saying this in the morning.)