February 5th, 2007

Davidson Library is profoundly ugly

When I walk past Sam's-To-Go I play a little game. I start humming a slow pretty song in my head, something like Iron & Wine, and try to keep its tempo and key as I get blasted with hip hop / dance music with lyrics about fellas in clubs and shorties shaking their asses.

I had hoped this would go away but it hasn't: the feeling of worry/frown lines being permanently engraved on my face. Maybe I've been brooding a lot lately or something. I am not worried or unhappy. I have been anxious about lame things like interviews, but that's the worst of it I think.

I am terrible at writing papers! The final product usually turns out fine but the process just kills me.

I am trying to kick my sugar habit. It's difficult, because even with things like granola, the second ingredient is sugar. Excuse me, "evaporated cane juice". There is sugar in bread, jam, stir-fry sauce, peanut butter... I should not have to spend the time I do reading labels for sugar, I have enough ingredients to look out for.

Did you know that your taste buds adjust to the foods you eat? Eat fewer foods dripping in bad things, and what was once bland starts tasting good. I love black coffee now, for instance.

Subliminal mmmesssssssaginnnnngggggggg

I got a ticket for "parking more than 18 inches away from the curb". in a cul-de-sac where the curb is concave.

Dave Matthews Band makes the world right.

James Hansen tonight, don't forget