Yeah, I am sooo over that last depressing entry. My life is what I make it. I hate being miserable, so I'm making a conscious choice not to be.
Something I didn't have a choice in? My Skin Care lead decided today that I needed a faux tan to go with my faux hawk. Yes, you read that right. I am tan. Just my arms though. Behold.
That icky tan flesh? That's MY ARM. The lovely alabaster skin? That's my leg. See what they've done to me!?!? See??
It'll come off in a few days with mad exfoliation. I'm gonna be scrubbing like crazy to get it off, you can count on that. In the meantime, I am going to eat the delecious lunch I have prepared for myself.
Ramen is delicious. Especially when the only thing from the package is the noodles. That's shiitake mushrooms, kamaboko, vietnamese meatballs, fresh cilantro and onions, with a miso broth to which I added a dash of dark seasame oil, and a splash of Mirin. All it needs is a hard boiled egg, and have real chinese egg noodles instead of instant noodles and it would be a masterpiece. But that's another entry for another time.
PS: I just read something neat, so I'm gonna tack it on down here for y'all:
'I will only admit the Infinite when it shall have been explained, determined, circumscribed, and defined for my benefit; in one word, when it has become finite. I will then believe in the Infinite when I am sure that the Infinite does not exist. I will believe in the vastness of the ocean when I shall have seen it put into bottles.'
This is a piece I pulled from "The Kabbalah Unveiled" by S.S. MacGregor Mathers. I love how that man thinks. The statment is of course an oxymoron, and rather mocking, but still. It reflects how a lot of people think these days I'm afriad.
Something I didn't have a choice in? My Skin Care lead decided today that I needed a faux tan to go with my faux hawk. Yes, you read that right. I am tan. Just my arms though. Behold.
That icky tan flesh? That's MY ARM. The lovely alabaster skin? That's my leg. See what they've done to me!?!? See??
It'll come off in a few days with mad exfoliation. I'm gonna be scrubbing like crazy to get it off, you can count on that. In the meantime, I am going to eat the delecious lunch I have prepared for myself.
Ramen is delicious. Especially when the only thing from the package is the noodles. That's shiitake mushrooms, kamaboko, vietnamese meatballs, fresh cilantro and onions, with a miso broth to which I added a dash of dark seasame oil, and a splash of Mirin. All it needs is a hard boiled egg, and have real chinese egg noodles instead of instant noodles and it would be a masterpiece. But that's another entry for another time.
PS: I just read something neat, so I'm gonna tack it on down here for y'all:
'I will only admit the Infinite when it shall have been explained, determined, circumscribed, and defined for my benefit; in one word, when it has become finite. I will then believe in the Infinite when I am sure that the Infinite does not exist. I will believe in the vastness of the ocean when I shall have seen it put into bottles.'
This is a piece I pulled from "The Kabbalah Unveiled" by S.S. MacGregor Mathers. I love how that man thinks. The statment is of course an oxymoron, and rather mocking, but still. It reflects how a lot of people think these days I'm afriad.
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that looks really yummy.
yesterday i ate two handi snacks and a lunchable. then i puked because it was icky and i'm over 8 years old.