29 June 2007
♥ rejuvenation. kind of.
I guess my new lifestyle--the one that involves mostly partying--has its ups and downs. For instance, I think it's teaching me to be more chill about everything. The old me would have freaked out when somebody didn't call me the next day, but this me is pretty much cool with it either way; there's plenty more fish in the sea. I would have worried all the time about getting in trouble; now I look at every day as a great big adventure with plenty of opportunities to have fun [read: get into trouble]. I guess street cred isn't everything, but there's something sort of gratifying about being the fun, flirty, friendly girl at the party who ends up making friends with a bunch of new people and, on occasion, taking care of all the pukers. I like this me.
But, as with everything, there is a downside. I was reading this article in Jane last night about detoxifying. Of course, I saw the headline, and I'm sure you can guess what popped into my head: doetox is one of those things I don't believe in, like athsma or lactose intolerance. But the more I read, the more I started to realize that maybe, like the Olsen twins and Lindsay Lohan, my hard-partying ways are beginning to catch up with me. "Feeling sluggish?" the article asked. Wow, yeah, I thought, wondering how it had guessed my condition so accurately. "Craving junk food?" Jesus Christ! I exclaimed to myself, It's like they're following me and Lexi around on our near-daily Wendy's runs! "You're probably partying hard," it informed me, "Which means you need to detoxify!"
Well that just about did it for me. Jane seemed convinced that a few days of detox was all I needed to restore that healthy glow, so I dutifully researched a few of its suggestions and I'm ready to get started.
I'm starting the Master Cleanser tomorrow, which is supposed to leave me feeling refreshed and happy. I'm guessing the potential results are somewhat exaggerated by this very gung-ho magazine, which, conveniently enough, offers revolutionary sex moves on the next page, which I guess are supposed to be used after readers have finished their detox and are feeling friskier.
Anyway, moral of the story, I hope detox works well enough to get me through the rest of the summer without a severe meltdown. Wish me luck! I'm sure I'll be updating you all with details of my extravaganza in the next few days. If I survive the lemonade diet, that is.
But, as with everything, there is a downside. I was reading this article in Jane last night about detoxifying. Of course, I saw the headline, and I'm sure you can guess what popped into my head: doetox is one of those things I don't believe in, like athsma or lactose intolerance. But the more I read, the more I started to realize that maybe, like the Olsen twins and Lindsay Lohan, my hard-partying ways are beginning to catch up with me. "Feeling sluggish?" the article asked. Wow, yeah, I thought, wondering how it had guessed my condition so accurately. "Craving junk food?" Jesus Christ! I exclaimed to myself, It's like they're following me and Lexi around on our near-daily Wendy's runs! "You're probably partying hard," it informed me, "Which means you need to detoxify!"
Well that just about did it for me. Jane seemed convinced that a few days of detox was all I needed to restore that healthy glow, so I dutifully researched a few of its suggestions and I'm ready to get started.
I'm starting the Master Cleanser tomorrow, which is supposed to leave me feeling refreshed and happy. I'm guessing the potential results are somewhat exaggerated by this very gung-ho magazine, which, conveniently enough, offers revolutionary sex moves on the next page, which I guess are supposed to be used after readers have finished their detox and are feeling friskier.
Anyway, moral of the story, I hope detox works well enough to get me through the rest of the summer without a severe meltdown. Wish me luck! I'm sure I'll be updating you all with details of my extravaganza in the next few days. If I survive the lemonade diet, that is.
6/29/2007
