general feeling of disgust. bah.

i wonder what it would be like if you could make emotions tangible and they each looked a certain way...so if you put them in a clear glass jar, you could see them. i always thought it would look misty and cloudy and colorful--like magic. today's jar would be sort of dark and a little tarry i think. gross.

a little anecdote for you:
last night i wrote a xanga entry about this mormon guide to self-control in overcoming masturbation that i found on the internet because i found it sort of amusing. [once again, nothing against mormon's...aborn's cool! =) ] one of the ways to control yourself is "...When the temptation to masturbate is strong, yell 'Stop!' to those thoughts as loudly as you can in your mind. Then recite a portion of the Bible or sing a hymn."

so this morning, i wake up for my 10 am class while bea's still sleeping. i'm blearily walking across the room in a half-awake stupor to put on my sandals when suddenly she yells, "STOP!" good lord, fucking freaked me out. control yourself, woman! i'm not THAT hot in the mornings =D

the end.

not really. so i was going to the bathroom today when it struck me that living in a dorm with the bathroom down the hall is really inconvenient for me. okay, so first i have to admit that i don't exactly...completely...often...wear pants in my room. underwear, sure, but pants can be so confining to sit in all the time. well, my point is that i find it ridiculous that i have to put on my pants just to go to the bathroom where i have to take them off again anyway. boo.

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"Big Yellow Taxi" -Joni Mitchell

they paved paradise and put up a parking lot
with a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot
don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
they paved paradise and put up a parking lot

they took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum
and then they charged all the people twenty-five bucks just to see 'em
don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
they paved paradise and put up a parking lot

hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now
give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees please
don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
they paved paradise and put up a parking lot

don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
they paved paradise and put up a parking lot

late last night i heard the screen door slam
and a big yellow taxi carried off my old man
don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
they paved paradise and put up a parking lot