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15 April 2008

♥ tuesolutions 4/16

1. Read a book. I don't read enough. My brain might atrophy if I don't do something with it. Right now I like War Trash, so maybe my gnat-length attention span will hold out long enough for me to finish it.

2. Burn more incense. I have a ton of incense and a super cute oil burner... Why doesn't my room always smell delicious?

3. Nurture my green thumb side. I have like a gazillion plants in my room, and despite my best attempts to keep them alive, they all look a little sad. Maybe they need some light or fertilizer or something... What makes plants not die?

4. Work on my prom bod. My tan is coming along nicely, but I could still stand to be a little toned-er. Working out is tough with my essentially worthless ankles, but I'm told the stationary bike produces a nicely sculpted calf. Worth a try.

5. Get better sleep. I get a lot of sleep, but I never seem to feel really rested when I wake up. Apparently eucalyptus relieves stress, and my mother insists that turning my phone off at night will prevent radiation from affecting my REM cycle. I don't really know what that means, but in any case I know that radiation is bad.

♥ the best is yet to be.
4/15/2008

♥ yours truly. ;

    "And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." --Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

♥ Thank you

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