Puzzles

Packing is such a pain in the butt. It's like a big puzzle to fit all your stuff in a couple bags. I've never been good at puzzles. This will probably be my last post for the next little while, because I am going home on Sunday, and today is definately Friday. I don't feel very well, which is pretty lame since I have an exam to study for and I am definately not motivated to do it when I feel like there's a sea-storm in my stomach. What makes it worse is that I only had a cup of tea and a bowl of fruit this morning, and nothing since then, so if I'm coming down with something just before the holidays, I will be remarkably unimpressed.

I made a cd for Mr.Reno, so I hope that he likes it. I'm having anxiety about it.

In other news, diet pills are being scape-goated as the "cause" of homosexuality. I still don't understand why we're looking for causes. It's not a disorder, it's a lifestyle choice. It's not like we search for "causes" of why people like to use handcuffs or like sub/dom relationships, right? So why should this be any different? Homosexuality has been around for ages, and they definately didn't use diet pills back in ancient Rome, my friends. Get over it, let people live their lives, who gives a shit anyway?


current music: Tower of Song, Leonard Cohen