getting gas in GA is a bitch right now

UGH, I didnt top off my tank when I knew there was going to be a gas shortage in GA. Thanks Hurricane Ike! Thanks to you scaredies in TX who couldnt toughen up through the storm and keep the oil flowing! Thanks a lot! You know, I didnt want to contribute to the gas shortage problem and panic and top off my tank. But now where am I? I seriously cannot find gas anywhere. There are lines to get into gas stations.

Good thing I'm going to Italy tomorrow. I'll pawn my car off on my parents and give them 80 bucks to fill up my car and get my oil changed. I dont have time for this ish. Maybe when I get back, Perdue will have brought the unhealthy gas to GA by then.

(Gov. Sonny Perdue has asked the Federal Gvt to let us use the dangerous, environment unfriendly gas until the oil refineries in TX pump up again. So I'd like to thank Gov. Perdue for this. And thank the Federal Gvt. And thank the Earth for letting us pollute her some more.)

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china, please let me have my way with you

After hearing stories about milk killing babies in china, i hereby offer my services as an anal biatch to go to China and turn around their quality control processes.

we will look back and see what went wrong with their process in the past. we will fix or eliminate those issues. if those issues cannot be fixed, then we will not let that company make milk anymore. we will then set up quality control measures and enough sampling and testing to monitor the new and improved process. then, china can sell melamine free milk once again.

(seriously, I would LOVE to get my hands on QC processes on incoming goods from china. would absolutely LOVE IT.)

did you know rasberries are like bugles??

they fit on the tips of your fingers!! thats amazing.

also, carrots (if you use your imagination a lot) can be like potato chips .... bc they are crunchy.

these are what i tell myself while eating healthier foods until i get used to eating healthy again. this morning, i passed by the mcdonalds and burger king and actually was not craving it. i just did not want to eat greasy food. so that is such a good sign. i feel like i am over the addictive attraction of fast food now.

i'm watching frontline: the medicated child. ugh. these kids are diagnosed as bipolar or add and automatically given three different medications. to stop things like lack of impulse control, rapid mood swings, irritability, etc ... (like what kid has never had a temper tantrum or impulse control problems??). and then it seems as if they are just given more and more medicine to cancel out the effects of the original medicines.

i'm sure bipolar and add are definitely overdiagnosed. (especially after reading complication by atul gawande ... he is a surgeon and the book describes how residents turn into surgeons. atul gawande says that if you've seen a patient with one problem, just by human nature you will use that past experience and diagnose future patients with that same problem ... )

I know I will never like this movie.

The Love Guru

I cant kid myself. I just know its full of unfunny Adam Sandler types of funny. Just instead of Adam Sandler, you have Mike Meyers doing it.

The New York Times has confirmed my suspicions:

The Love Guru is downright antifunny, an experience that makes you wonder if you will ever laugh again.

Ebert, do you have something to say about this??

What is it with Mike Myers and penis jokes? . . . He supplements this subject with countless other awful moments involving defecation and the deafening passing of gas. Oh, and elephant sex.

I'm all about a good fart joke now and then. But Im sure this movie would run it into the ground. Anyways Ebert, would you like to add anything else?

Myers has made some funny movies, but this film could have been written on toilet walls by callow adolescents.

I'll stick with my horrible 80's movies, thanks.
When life was a simpler time of girl on girl hate and the hot guy driving a camaro and wearing a letter jacket.

who to vote for and other questions i've been asked recently

who are you voting for?

i actually dont know. i might go third party this year. i just want the usa to go back into its litte shell. hide its light for now bc i frankly think the rest of the world is tired of seeing it. what politician can get rid of mtv and allow cookie monster to eat all the cookies he wants? Cookies are a sometimes food? Puh-lease. get out of here with that.

when are you getting married?

i actually dont know. i might go third sex this year. maybe i should marry someone who is neither a man nor a woman. but maybe an alien. or a vampire or zombie. it happens in books. with vampires anyways. (twilight, anyone?) who has married an alien or a zombie? if you end up marrying one, the zombie thing tends to happen post-marriage. the last person to marry an alien i think was dan akroyd? something about this kid's stepmother was an alien? and the alien was darryl hannah? yeah, i will marry darryl hannah.

blog I passed by.

I love me a blog about tv!

On another note, I’m not a big fan of these teen dramas. But they all feel compelled to prove themselves “not your mother’s teen show” by beginning with something extreme that will have everybody talking. About ten minutes into this episode, we were treated to the scene of a guy being startled when he was clearly being given a blow job in his car. But this isn’t even shocking anymore; I think that gambit has been used many times, actually. I just saw a BBC-America show, Skins, in which a high schooler was fellated under the table by his girlfriend during a study session in the first episode. Yawn! Call me when someone’s shtupping a yak.

90210 or The Anorexia Fun Time Hour

if i get anymore zen im going to burst into a ball of energy and light, you see?

Okay so I was meditating last night. It's been awhile since I've done so. I cant say I went real "deep" into it.

In yoga teacher training, we were taught to almost put our emotions and thoughts aside and to feel what our body tells us. And last night I noticed this extreme energy underneath my arms along the sides of my waist. Like I had wings.

Like I could fly.