I felt way better after going for a run with Brian. From now on, my laxative = running. I am never taking actual laxatives again if I can help it.

I got the official CA general election voter guide in the mail yesterday. I'm going to go through the actual wording of all the Props this time, because what I've heard about some of the clean energy ( Read more... )

I just want to poo. There, I said it ( Read more... )

POTENTIAL RISKS AND DISCOMFORTS

Although very minimal, there is a chance that contemplating issues about sexuality may make you feel uncomfortable and may cause mild distress.

I nearly laughed when I saw this. And then I wanted to cry a little. Uncomfortable? No, really?

Too little, four years too late. I guess this is what Katherine means when she ( Read more... )

---TODAY----In exchange for correcting all of Michael's SAT prep hw in 20 minutes before it was due, I made him drive me to Rite Aid. I was trolling the aisles looking for uncoated aspirin-- better and cheaper than other zit-killers-- when I found... THIS.


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I woke up freakishly late today (at noon) and when Brian knocked on the door, I let him in. When I got out of the bathroom changed out of my PJs he had already turned on the TV and flipped to the sports channel, which was showing the Pac-10, and Big 12 or whatever collegiate track meets and so we watched for a while. It made me nostalgic and little ( Read more... )

People will tell you something about growing up so often that you don't think of it as anything beyond a tired old cliche, and one day you realize it's true, with all the sudden certainty of being smacked in the face with a dead fish. It will also stink and piss you off as badly.

I feel old, because I'm 18 (for a month now) but  I feel [and I am, I ( Read more... )

Chris is very drama queen sometimes. He overreacts and it takes ages to calm him down and reassure him the world won't end and he can fix whatever-it-is he thinks is blowing up in his face ( Read more... )

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It showed up on Saturday, right before I was supposed to go to the mall and hang out with Chris for some birthday goodness. And my mom refused to let me out of the house until I opened it and read it (because she insisted that she couldn't do that without me, because that would be prying and of COURSe she doesn't pry. right) so I did, and hey, I'm ( Read more... )

I don't know what to say. I haven't known what to say for months. I haven't had to say anything ( Read more... )