yalla yalla
tuesday, august 14, 2001
i'm on a diet, or really, not a diet, totally wrong word, i'm -- uh -- just monitoring what i'm eating. nothing major at all, there is no plan to it, no goal, it's like a behavioral experiment. i call it the h�kan diet: get healthy for h�kan. yes, you're supposed to laugh, there. it all started at the h�kan hellstr�m concert two weeks ago anyways. i just lost my appetite for a while and figured i might as well keep losing my appetite for a while and see if i could implement some better food perception. the h�kan thing is a joke, of course -- h�kan would be the only reason i'd bother any form of dieting, wink wink, ha ha..
unfortunately, this little experiment has started an addiction. i'm addicted to drinkable yogurt. i'm serious. every morning i have a yalla brand drink yogurt, and if i feel gnoshy in the afternoon i have another one. so far, so good, yogurt is good for your system, it's like a sour milkshake, really, only.. the sour part. apparently, the side effect to a good digestive system is.. sour breath.
i feel like my cat. meow.
i still haven't heard from housing, nor the foreign student lady about a room at school. i leave tomorrow night. this could potentially be a bad thing. obviously, i need to call them. except i get anxiety just thinking about calling anybody about it. too confrontational. bleh. we'll see. i wish somebody could just slap me into it.
i'm packing tonight. tomorrow i say goodbye to dad in the morning, and to the rest in the evening. thursday morning i start my trip to america. thursday night, hopefully, somebody from a's camp will pick me up at the airport. friday, i hope there's a room to check into. sigh.
i bought mom a wooden gothy angel for her birthday. she turns 57 on friday -- weee! the angel is so cute, wood carved and silver painted with a featureless face, except for a tiny manga mouth and raven hair. i have always been terrible at buying people gifts, especially family (it's not intentional, i was brought up to be the baby of the family, so it was never expected of me to buy gifts, and both then and now i am usualy very broke so i never got into the habit, unfortunately), so i'm pleased. every mother needs a goth angel for their birthday. heh. right?
right. �� 18:40
