Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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Do what you love and do it often. If you don't like something, change it. if you don't like your job, quit. If you don't have enough time, stop watching tv. If you are looking for the love of your life, stop, they will be waiting for you when you start doing the things you love. Stop over analyzing, life is simple. When you eat, appreciate every last bite. Some opportunities only come once, seize them.
I just a "head...meet desk" moment. One of my teachers came in for stomach pain and she wanted me to take her temp to see if it was her IBS or another bladder infection. We decided it was IBS...but she had to run b/c she only had 5 minutes to drink her Slim Fast for lunch. I think I might know what is wrecking havoc with your GI system, dear...
I need to start a whole food campaign here...*sigh
It's just another day in paradise
As you stumble to your bed
You'd give anything to silence
Those voices ringing in your head
You thought you could find happiness
Just over that green hill
You thought you would be satisfied
But you never will-
Learn to be still
Was watching football with friends at a bar and just ordered an iced tea while all my buddies were pounding down burritos and nachos and pizza and pitchers of beer (ok, I had a little beer later). The (heavy) waitress asked why I wasn't eating, and I told her I had just had a massive breakfast and wasn't hungry yet. She was trying to make conversation I guess:
Waitress (should I call her a "server"? Screw it. Waitress): "oh, what did you have?"
Me: "I made a huge 5-egg omelette with veggies and some chicken, and probably close to a half pound of bacon, all of it cooked in butter."
Waitress: "Bacon? (eye roll) Yeah, that's healthy."
I thought about showing her my raging 6-pack and asking her to show me her stomach (ugh), but decided against it...
I just had a funny one!
Me: *walks into the living room holding a glass of iced tea*
Dad: Oh, is that iced tea?
Me: Yep. *sips*
Dad: Just make sure you fill up the fridge.
Me: ... *does not compute* What?
Dad: That's iced tea from the fridge?
Me: Um... no. It's tea. With ice in.
Dad: Oh, that's no good!
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