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Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Dude. I've had way too much pepsi today. And pepsi makes you feel bad when you drink too much of it. Not like coke. I could drink gallons of coke. But I dont feel like talking about how much more superior coke is to pepsi.

I think my body is trying to decide whether to have a sugar high or to just flat out shut down.. Actually, I think it decided to make a hellish combo: sleepiness paired with extreme body heat. I'm sweating and I'm not even doing anything right now and it's like 80 degrees in my room. Not only that, but I'm tired but I cant go to sleep when I'm hot. Only when I'm cold. Something about coldness is comforting.. probably something to do with living in California my whole life.

Speaking of body temperatures, I must say that sometimes I feel that my body likes playing pranks on me. I woke up this morning freezing-ass-cold because I only had one cover on but my fan was on full blast and my window was open, making a combo of 60 degree air blowing all over my body through the thin cover. So I reached over and pulled on my comforter and in about 10 seconds I was nice and toasty. At that moment I was absolutely content and I wanted to fall back asleep for another hour or so, but guess what? My alarm clock read 5:40 - ten minutes before my alarm would go off to wake me up. I mean.. how does my body pick TEN LOUSY MINUTES BEFORE I HAVE TO WAKE UP to make me comfortable????

Nevertheless, I dressed up quite well today, with two layers of shirts and pants, and to my extreme amazement there were clouds covering the sun all day. I h8 the sun and love anything that is anything close to rain, and today was pretty damn close (there was even that damn humidity that I love but nobody else appreciates). So I wasnt hot all day, but quite cozy. I <3 being cozy.

Oh. My body had another little surprise for me today. My left thigh has decided to start spazzing out about every half hour. But this is a weird kind of spasm, it feels like the pockets of my pants are rumbling, rather than the rapid, pointless movement that is most spasms. Convieniently enough, my left pant pocket happens to be where I ALWAYS keep my cell phone. Sooooo all day I was reaching into my pocket checking my cell since I continually thought it was vibrating but it was really my thigh. How annoying.

Man. This is what I get for malnutrition. I'm gonna have to cut back on the top ramen. Seeyaall.
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