How sometimes I can be so damn sensitive and have my feeling hurt so easily and how other times I am able to not take thing personally by recognizing the fact that most people are way more concerned with themselves than they are with me.
My tendency to talk to myself. Seriously – this probably needs to stop. I don’t know why I do it – and most of the time I don’t even realized I’m doing it. I also have a tendency to sing along to my ipod while I’m running and am often embarrassed when I come upon someone on the trail who catches me singing. I don’t feel like I can claim to be a normal human being with the habit of talking to myself. But maybe everyone does it?
I am very confused by the smoothie I drank this morning. The ingredients listed were appl e juice, fresh bananas, fresh strawberries, red delicious apples, and fresh squeezed orange juice. But it also says that each 8 ounce serving has 0.5 grams of fat. Where does the fat come from? Is there fat in bananas? No way.
I twisted my ankle quite badly on Sunday. It is very sad – but I think I will survive. I don’t mind being sick – I’m a hypochondriac as it is – but I HATE being injured. HATE HATE HATE being injured. Which I guess is pretty rich considering my track record of injuries. Growing up I went at everything 900 miles an hour and this led to accidents and unfortunate bodily injury. Maybe this is why I hate being injured so much.
I’ve been eating a bowl of pasta I bought at Eatzie’s since Friday night. I finally succeeded in finishing it all off. Yay me.
Have I ever told you how much I love NCIS? Seriously – love it.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
fyi, a cup size serving of bananas contains 1 gram of fat. a chick-fil-a chicken sandwich has 410 calories and 16 grams of fact. don’t you wish your mom was nutrition information obsessed?