Fuck. This thing just deleted a paragraph. Gr. Well it's 3am and I'm typing this on my phone at the Kum&Go. I just found a bug in my hair, and now I feel super itchy. I was debating whether or not I should include that tid-bit in this, because it makes me seem unclean, but I decided that I would put it in. So, clarification, I am hygienically sound. I was just outside a lot earlier, so a bug probably had fallen on my head. It still grosses me out, so that probably means that if anyone is reading this, they are probably still grossed out.
I am training a kid today. He is doing pretty well, hence I have a lot of time on my hands. I've already sqeegied the windows of the Kum&Go, and swept the majority of the parking lot. And I have read two very crappy magazines that make me realize why they are one of my least favorite media. They were "Us" and "Cosmopolitain." I mean I didn't expect much, but they really do suck. Especially "Cosmopolitain," because it isn't obvious that it sucks. It is probably one of the most contradictory magazines ever. One page pushes how to be prettier and how to sexually please your man, when the next one says to "be you." No wonder women don't know what they want.
This and some other things have reignited my excitement for my senior honors seminar. I am really diving into this, and I've even started to pull books in as well. It's crazy.
I can't wait to get out of here tonight. I'm tired and I feel sick. Yucko.
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