*saturday, december 22
I worry a lot about my teeth. They're good teeth... but they needed a lot of work when I was about six. And I had braces and assorted apparati until I was about 13. Now they're not as straight as they were then and I don't floss as often as I should. How am I supposed to remember something as insignificant as flossing? Yet I wash my face diligently, at the same point in the day. I guess your face is the first thing people see, so it's a little different.
... you change your passion for glory ...
"Eye of the tiger, bitch." -some nerd (friend of some tool). I haven't gotten anything significant done in the past coupl'a days... except for eat a lot of sushi at Edo for Julian's birthday. Man, I have SUCH a craving for california rolls right now. I'm going Christmas shopping with Eric tomorrow... Which is weird, but good, because even last year we planned to do something over Christmas Break, but we never do. So now we finally are. I made my dad a cool gift today, and I'm happy I could put my (non-existent) artistic talent to work. I plan to put my energy to work and clean my room one of these days... but I have so much (and yet so little) to do in the next few days. Goddamn! Icicle lights?
~check ya later
