back again...

for those few who care, "IM BACK" and ready for a summer of blogging and craziness. moving, Oregon water skiing,  and bleaching my hair from normal to crazy!!! yay! 

so let us catch up on the past few months: 

Feb: spent valentines day alone as always 

March: my birthday was ok, spring break was epic, and the realization i hate cold too much to go to certain colleges all happened this month. 

April: went shopping crazy, decided that if she gets another web cam request she'd go crazy, and ignored her email totally and completely. 

may: well i made a mistake, i realized my mistake, and i've become a stronger person due to it... word to the wise; bladder infections=hell on earth. ouch! 

June: well here we are! out into the world i go! finally catching up with my blogging buddies, tweeting up a storm, and looking forward to some down time. rest, more rest, and even more rest... im going to sleep like there's no tomorrow... also plan on bleaching my hair white this weekend with a buddy. soooooo pumpppped! 

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a time to relax

finally, i have my break. i can sleep or not sleep, eat or not eat, do what i please or go along for the ride. life should be filled with more fun and fulfillment. i hope everyone had a great new years and i also hope everyone is as happy about 2009 ending as i was.... i HATED IT! it was totally useless and unhelpful. on a brighter note im looking at colleges and oklahoma state, ohio state, peace, and Sewanee top my list. each have things that i deem valuable and each have their draw backs. one of my biggest yearnings when it comes to colleges, is a decent room that doesnt look like a prison cell. i cant tell you how many ive looked at that have all of 5 feet of floor space other than where the bed is. i at least want somewhere to put my stuff and still be able to turn around comfortably.

on the same note, i was looking at, i believe, oklahoma state and they have a dorm building with a "no substance" first floor (ie no alcohol) (3 story building). the main point of this they say, is to keep people from coming in drunk in the middle of the night and disturbing their roommates (if ur drunk u arent allowed in so they say). this is my thought on the matter: why the hell would u put this on the first floor? why not the third floor since everyone on the first floor currently is required to be sober and dont drunkenly stumble up 2 flights of stairs. have these first floor people have any idea how difficult that is to do? i bet the third floor people would be more than glad to switch floors with the first floorers since it makes much much more sense to do this. so what if the first floor people complain about the 2 flights of stairs they have to climb up? they're probably going to live longer than their drunken counter parts, so a little exercise can't be all that bad on a day to day basis. oh and there's a BONUS for the janitors: no throw up on the second flights of stairs anymore! why didnt they think of this?

off the topic of drunken stair climbing, i must say i've come to a rather harsh realization about people who are, as i call them, "attention whores". these are individuals that have either low self-esteem or neglectful parents or always have some problem or another and seek to, through any means possible, get attention through what ever means possible. my realization on this matter? they are incredibly lonely and many times isolated people who, though they have some friends, dont know how to have a deep friendship or relationship without being extremely clingy or problematic (in order to get more attention). we all have these people in our lives. we maybe one ourselves. part of my realization (other than he fact that i dont give a rats ass what attention they think they're getting from me, they aren't getting any) is that i PITY these people. i pity that they are so down and attention whore-ish that they need to go outside themselves to destruct any sane and normal thing in their lives so that they can get attention from it. i pity that they are lonely on many occasions (but then i realize they did this themselves and that its their own fault and my sympathetic nature seems to deteriorate slightly). but do you really want to know when i feel the most pity for these people? when they try to wreck havoc on me, my family, my life, my general well being. that they need to destruct and destroy and cling so much that they try this with me. i know it's hard for some of you to believe, but i wasn't born yesterday. the second you attempt this craziness on me i swear the repercussions will be bad for you.

next piece of business, i have come to the realization that Disney wishes everyone to think of black people stereotypically. their new movie "the princess and the frog" or w.e the heck that thing is called is the BIGGEST smack in the face to educated colored people. i'm sorry to say this, but, at least have someone who doesn't sound like your stereotypical colored person on TV doing the princess' voice. you could have at least used someone articulate and punctual. i find it insulting that they have done this. Disney, i will never see a movie with a black princess until you make the female sound educated. it infuriates me!!!

well im going to try to relax and not be so angry by watching jaws. im looking at this as a beginning rather than an end.

i wish, i wish, upon a star...

the greatest thing ever happened 2 days ago. i posted a status update on twitter that was a rant about ignorant, small minded people (ie. lou dobbs) the next day he was removed from cnn. it was a dream come true! NO MORE LOU DOBBS!!! :) i know it's been a while since i've wrote anything and i feel i should probably make it up to u peeps. even if i am a self centered, happy go lucky, insomniac teen blogger, i still love you guys (and girls and those yet to decide). oh and BIG shout out to my twitter followers and myspace friends. if you aren't already a friend or a follower, please add me. myspace.com/double-d-danie and twitter.com/doubleddanie . well i have a lot to go over so here we go into the mind of one wild, crazy, and rudiculously self centered teenager.

have you ever been so comfortable and content while sitting down and not having slept in many days you doze off? i mean it's only for a minute... or two... or 50, but still you are so happy in this sleeping wonderland that you've entered that you feel nothing could stand in your way of absolute peace? then BAM someone knocks on your door, waking you from the wonderland that is dream world. you're so confused when they start talking to you that you give them a blank look, but they STILL keep going on and on and on. they have to tell you about how their nails keep breaking or how some friend of theirs has a train wreck for a life as if you actually care. Or, my personally most hated, how a client or co-worker can't stop talking when they're working with them. on occasion when these sort of things happen to me and i'm not totally out of it, i ask if they could tell me later. then they get all upset and hurt with me because i didn't want to listen to why they picked pink nail polish at the nail place today. as if you want to listen to someone when you're half asleep and can't even remember what day of the week it is, let alone why what they're telling you is important. these are the times i feel like jumping up and down while pulling my hair out and screaming at them "why'd you have to ruin my happy place you horrible, horrible person? can't you see your hormonally unstable sister/daughter/friend/teenager-in-general (fill in the blank) would rather jump off a bridge than listen to what you have to say so long as they're allowed to go back to their happy place?"

my second rant is about hypocritical people whom are in denial about being hypocritical. take my homecoming date. he tells me that i look wonderful and how beautiful i am during dinner that night, yet, later on at the dance, went and made out with someone 4 years younger than himself. then, on top of that, when i comfront him, he tells me he never liked me anyways.

my history teacher whom, after i was sick for a week during september confronts me about skipping her class even though it was a month after i was sick because she was worried about my grades. upon looking at the grade, i had an -a. she hasn't talked to me since because she said i'm still "slacking".

my mother who can never make up her mind. she says i'm allowed to go where i want as long as i tell her in advance. so when a friend asks if i can spend the night and it's the night of, she, by her own word, should say no. but as of late i ask and she says yes unless a ask a week before since she says it's "too far in advance".

a random, overweight cheerleader at my schools stated earlier today that my pants were "inappropreatly tight" even though she herself was wearing a shirt in which her belly was hanging out and booty shorts which showed off more than should be allowed even in private. i just dislike hypocritical people.

thanks for reading and i hope you either follow me or add me as a friend on myspace.

wow... i love waterfront property...

when house hunting, it's important to keep an open mind. think of all the things that you could potentially do if this was your space. i have recently started doing this and really have enjoyed house hunting more than ever due to it. pretend the kitchen is your kitchen... see what happens. could you really live with all the stairs in the house? do you like your neighbors? learning to except that no house is going to be perfect was really hard for me. also excepting that buying a new house didn't always mean getting a better house was hard too, but i digress.

as many of you know i went on a trip to the east coast in which i finally got to spend some time with new york as a city. i loved it. people all around you, places to see, food to eat non-stop, and places to shop. feeling the freedom of anonymity is an interesting freedom. no one ever has to know who you are, and yet, you could make it so that everyone does. to me, the city is like i big bag of trail mix... if you reach inside you never know quite what you're going to get until you take your hand out. i also spent some time with the family in Massachusetts and had a blast with the cousins as usual. glad to see everyone out there!

school has started, which, to me, is just more of the same. getting up at the butt crack of dawn is, trust me, great! especially when you're a teen that stays up all night. probably will end up with the insomnia i always seem to get by the middle of debate season. oh well, can't be helped. oh and i'm taking up a sport at some point this year (against my will). more on that later.

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Hola Bitchola's!!

so i've been busy and i apologize for not getting back to you peeps. i recently acquired a laptop and finally figured out how to use it so i should be more tech able and reachable now. anyways, on to my main rant about...

HOUSE HUNTING!!!
i probably had the grossest experience ever yesterday. so my parents and i went house hunting yesterday and we looked at 4 houses with our agent. the first house was in a gated community, owned by another agent, and was in nearly perfect condition, the second was cool but had too many stairs and nooks and crannies, though the house was really really cool. the third was very over priced and just gross. there was cat hair everywhere.

the 4th house was the worst. it was beautiful from the outside and the yard was well manicured. the interior of the house was tastefully decorated. as we walked around and talking about making an offer, my feet started itching really really badly. i looked down and... my legs were covered in flees! of course i started screaming like i was being murdered and when our agent, my parents , and my little sister appeared all i had to do was point to my poor feet and legs. we all went nuts at this point and ran out of the house, trying to fit through the door at the same time, which was interesting since our realtor is a larger lady and my mother isn't in the best of shape either plus 3 other middle sized people. after we made it to the porch, we all started brushing off like crazy but thought it was from the other gross house until someone went back in the house to get their purse and was covered again when they came out. it was the worst experience ever. a nice, upper class house like that, especially when in a gated community, should definitely NOT have vermin in it. needless to say, it was kinda a deal breaker for thinking about buying the house.

that's all for now...

went on vacation, started great and ended shitty.

the title basically says it all... i went on vacation and went from having a king sized bed for the first 3 days to having a couch that i had to attempt to sleep on while 5 13-year-olds sat on it and watched chick flicks until ungodly times in the morning. then after throwing a fit they left at 3 am, complaining loudly about me being unreasonable (which u know i totally was, making them get off my bed at 3 am is totally unreasonable if i have to get up at 6am the same morning, what was i thinking) and went to "bed" which consisted of a couch since the hide-a-bed wasn't to my liking. then i get waken up at 5am by arguing. two of the girls were having an arguement over who got the last banana with breakfast that morning. so basically i got about 2.5 hours of sleep on average per night for 4 nights... it was hell. never again will i vacation with 13 year olds...

sorry about not updating.

well my "favorite" time of the year is here. finals. if i don't talk to you guys for a while send me an email and i'll answer. i'm a busy bitch with tons of ap and all. but i've come to an conclusion... i hate hamlet!

OMG... i've gone over to the dark side for you guys....

well i joined the devil (ie myspace) for you guys so here's my new myspace address... friend me... i want to know i'm loved! myspace.com/double_d_danie just do it!!! add me... be my friend! oh and i also have some more good news... i have an e-mail address just for my blog! yay! it is double-d-danie@hotmail.com

ah... a four day weekend...

well it's my first four day weekend in a long time and instead of making it as restful as possible i instead decided to go nuts and do everything. tonight my bf's coming over to have dinner with my family (:S), tomorrow i guess i'm going to folk life though i didn't know i was until 5 minutes ago, sunday i'm going to hang with my peeps and make crumpets and monday i'm going to the zoo and folk life again... full weekend. in between all of this i'm going to be trying to find time to catch up on my podcast listening... that's right i have over 5 months worth of podcasts to catch up on... that's A LOT!!!

you may not hear from me for a little while and i'm sorry but it's the end of my school year and i'm overloaded with school work. end of june i'll be much less busy and will again devote my time to my faithful blog readers. enough for now! have a good week/weekend.

REALLY???

ok so i have had a crazy good last few weeks... i have a new bf, i got my quarters eaten by my schools vending machine (it's not like i mooched half the money off a group of my friends or anything), and most excitingly.... I FOUND MY IPOD!!!!!!!!!!

finding the ipod was the surprise... it was in the last place i would have ever looked (oh wait... it was in the last place i looked)... in my sock drawer... and i didn't find it cuz i never wear socks because i hate the feeling.... well all for now...

i hope you don't mine, i hope you don't mind, that i put down in word...

how wonderful i feel, now that texting is back in my world..... lol. well sorry about not blogging as of late... been rather busy with birthdays and my peeps... but since no ones written me complaining i am convinced that no one reads my blog regularly... seriously, yall need to speak up... but since u guy and gals haven't as of late, i feel that it's my obligation as a blogger to see if anyone period reads my blog. so i'm going to throw a random fact about myself out in hopes that someone, ANYONE, to comment on my amazingly random but cool fact about me...

here it is: i can lick my elbow... don't believe me? leave me a comment and tell me so and i'll see how i can prove it to u...

OMFG!!! they let people like this preach??

after reading this sermon online, i first started laughing hysterically... then i figured out this guy wasn't joking... and i all of a sudden got really really scared. there are really people who believe this pack of shit? this guy has an actual congregation on sunday? this has to be a really bad joke... somebody pinch me... really really hard...
some highlights from it are:

"Satan's last fling is being prepared and the entire world will be his playground. By the time Satan has finished his last ditch effort to be God, the world will be a wilderness."

My note- if Satan was really going to come and get us, don't you think it would have already happened by now to many people and that mini-satan's would be ruling the world in little satan form?

"Right Now, The World Is Having Fellowship With Devils..."
-really now? and who might you be having fellowship with as an alternative?

"Whatever you are involved in that is outside the truth of Holy Scripture is inside the area of Satan's control. Anything he controls places every participant in the fellowship of devils. Satan uses this world system and everything in that system's control to talk his language and have fellowship with those involved."
-so if we aren't stoning adulterors as the bible says to, than we're having fellowship with the devil?

(under the "how the devil influences you" segment...)
"Television: There is not one media outlet on the face of our earth that has done more damage. The television set has become one of Satan's surest methods for fellowship with humankind. The language is so crude that no one can spend time with their television and not learn how nasty the TV personalities have become. If you say, "I'm going to turn it off if I hear a curse word," then your children are subjected to at least one curse word a day or 365 words in a year. Sounds like a good education from the devil's point of view."
-interesting interpritation... or you could just send your children to a high school for a day and probably get the same effect... minus the devils...

"When children are placed in front of television for the Saturday morning cartoons, they are having "fellowship with devils" for hours."
-lord have mercy on their immortal souls for watching the power puff girls and sponge bob square pants...

(under games and toys)
"I visited the Toys R Us store a few days ago and felt like I was in the devil's playroom."
-really? you should visit my room... it's MY playroom...

(under music)
"Satan is actually "fellowshipping with the youth of America" through music..." "When devils arrest a child or youth with music, they usually have a lifetime convert."
-so Proof, Kurt Cobain, Biggie Smalls, and 2pac are all going to hell for converting the minds of the young over to the devil?

(under body adornment)
"Devils actually use the tattoo trends to communicate that the body is not sacred but a means of self-satisfaction."
-really? then he must be using the ear piercing trend to communicate with teenage boys and girls.

"This is the happy part. The devil has been totally defeated by the cross and the resurrection."
-wait, wait, wait! hold on a freaking second! didn't he just say multiple times that the devil was everywhere and trying to communicate to us through our ear piercings, toys r us, and sponge bob square pants??? this guy must be on crack!!!

here is the link for all who are interested in reading the full version of this craziness for themselves.

http://www.pawcreek.org/articles/endtimes/HavingFellowshipWithDevils.htm

read it and believe me... this guy is a nut house!!!

NEW NEW!!! and improved?

well i finally gave in to twitter... so now all yal better subscribe! to me! well i'm on spring break so i hope to talk and i know that as of late i've been slacking on the blogs but i'll get back full swing by late next week sometime... until then... PEACE!

Morning!

well i just woke up and i was at a green fest all yesterday... it kinda made me want to get dreads and not shave... gross... more later..

it's been a while...

well i don't have time to write much but all i want to say is THANK GOD for test that are worth 85% of your grade.

happy almost birthday to me... happy almost birthday to me...

well tomorrow is the double d's birthday... i couldn't be more pumped... except for one minor exception...

between the hours of 2:30 pm and 5:00 i am going to be doing nothing... i wanted this to be an epic birthday... really i did but no one's interested in spending time with me, not even on my birthday (god that sure as hell doesn't make me feel like a loner). chances are that i'll end up watching tennis or something of that nature. still i feel like i have no life and no one likes me because i'm a hater (i'm only a hater when it comes to haters because i hate on haters). oh well

well i have the flu so i may not write for a few days but i luv you all and i want you guys to be safe on my birthday tomorrow... hugs n' kisses!!!

well this is ungodly...

well i've been up since 3:30 because my power had just came on and i realized that i had over 2 hours of homework to do... grr... it should be illegal to be allowed to wake up at this time... especially when you have a fever and a cold. but i had a fun weekend and went to a b'day party and had a blast.

secondly, i am in need of a car... badly... i hate the truck i have because it's my dad's, it's not even a big statement car but a small pickup, and it's sooo fugly.... like to the point where i will wake up the hour and a half before i would have to to catch catch the bus. the first problem about it being my dad's is that he always wants it and needs it so i end up with it less than 2 days a week and i need a car for getting around because mama d and daddy d refuse to drive me now that i can drive even though i don't have a car... kinda weird... well i'm looking for something under $3500 and as long as it gets over 15mpg i think it'll be fine... well let me know if you're selling or know of someone who is because I NEED A CAR!!!

thirdly, i HATE the newest facebook updates... it's retarded and slows down my computer to the point of making me ANGRY... well that's all for now...

hugs n' kisses!

respectfully yours... DDD

well last night there was another scratch from one of the top mushers, Bjornar Anderson, after he was dragged a considerable distance after his sled tipped. he hung in there for another 70 miles to get to the next check point and then was air lifted away for medical treatment. Lance Mackey has taken the lead currently being the first to reach the checkpoint named "Iditarod". i have only the utmost respect for Lance and his family (who i swear were born to race) but i really feel like this year probably won't be his year. i seriously hope that Aaron Burmeister or Martin Buser pull through and in for the win (just something amazing and unexpected). the musher from washington really isn't doing all that well this year... like really. it's kinda freakin embarrassing that i have to say that i'm from the same state as her. if you're going to be the first from a state at least make us have something to be proud about... i mean seriously. go there to WIN. and i know this is coming from a competitive person but please!!!!

"i triple dog dare you..."

well i am fairly tired of what my hair looks like so i have decided to dye it... white. and no i don't mean really really blonde... i mean absolutely white. i want to stand out more in a crowd and i think my hair is a great place to start... i'll do it either this weekend or next depending and there will be pictures.

on a separate note... it's Iditarod season and i'm super excited!!! i love watching the people's gps's and see who's ahead. for me the Iditarod is like the Olympics except bigger, better, and more full of heart. unlike the Olympics, there is an age range (from 18 all the way to nearly 70) and it is the most grueling sport to be in. you get two breaks and that's it (except at checkpoints where you can have a few hour break if you need) and some years you're in subzero weather. anything can happen out there. not only do you need a certain level of lucky, you need to be well trained, half crazy, and run almost completely on adrenalin. you have control over the sport but in the same way the sport has total control over you. in the beginning you have your bets about who will win and at the same time you know it's like trying to guess the # of runs a baseball player will get in a season or who will be the next triple crown winner. something amazing always happens along the way as well (like last year lance mackey totally snuck out under jeff king's nose).

well well well... look what the cat dragged in

so i'm single... and i think i'm going to go partying for the next few weekends and see what happens... it's kelsey's birthday wednesday so we'll see what happens there... well all i have to say is... PARTY OVER HERE! and if anyone has anymore parties to go to and they need a buddy i'm happy to join you!

well hugs n' kisses!

and i have no life!!!

well it's sunday and i am beginning to realize that my insomnia is really beginning to suck... no one's ever awake at 3 am when i'm bored, no one's ever willing to stay up all night by the beach, and everyone always sleep on weeknights!!! this is ridicules! everyone should be an insomniac so i don't have to suffer alone. how come everyone always has to sleep all the time. you all are LAME! anytime i want to spend time with my peeps they always have to be asleep or, even better, they pull an all nighter with me and then the next night when i don't have anything to do either they are all like "i'm tired from last night and i'm going to sleep right after i get home from school". come on people!!! try going on no sleep for 3 or 4 days and then catching a few z's (meaning 2 or 3 hours) and then being ready for no sleep again. come on!!!!

secondly... my birthday's coming up and, because it's a week night, no one wants to party with me all night. this pisses me off for two reasons.
1. i feel like i'm unloved deep down in the heart place (or as some of my friends call it, my "black hole" (think the thing in outer space)).
2. it makes me feel like i'm going to be alone on my birthday...

well if anyone decides to spend my birthday with me let me know and it will be much appreciated...

hugs n' kisses all!!

I'm not sick but i'm not well. And i'm soo hot... cuz i'm in hell (or at least it feels like hell).

Well it's Tuesday. cramps are a bitch and currently, as one of my pookies once said, "i would rather give birth to quadruplets with out pain killers, through my mouth than have cramps and throw up." well i finished my ap world last night and i'm thankful about that... well it's off to bed i go... night people!!!

double rant... sorry.

ok so i have 2 rants this week. here is the background before i begin.

yesterday night my little sister had some friends over. i know both of the girls she had over and i don't normally have a problem with either one. sometimes though, one of them just gets in a mood where she has to squeal at EVERY LITTLE THING. last night was one of those nights.
i had got up around 5 am that morning to go to a school trip and i got home fairly late that evening. by the time i got home, both of the girls were at the house but they were being good so i left them be. i watched movies until 2ish in the morning and after being awake for around 22 hours, decided to get some rest. as i started to doze off, i heard the most EAR SPLITTING noise i heard in a long time. from down the hall my little sisters friends had decided it was a great time to start squealing and singing at the top of her lungs. i put up with her doing this for a good half hour (hoping she'd stop) before i decided to ask her to stop. so i get out of bed, walk to my sisters room, and ask the squealer to "please be quiet because some of us don't have endless energy and actually have to sleep". at this she quieted down and i went back to bed. around 3am (15ish minutes after i had dozed off) she decided to start singing up a storm with her horribly out of tune and too high pitched voice.
normally i'm the type who is pretty leaniant with people waking me up. normally, that is. but at 3am, brittany spears and madonna just don't float my boat.
so i climbed out of bed, grabbed a really boring movie out of the movie closet, went into my sisters room, and put it on. before it began i said "because one of you keeps waking me up and it's 3 am, i've decided to let you guys watch an amazing movie with character that you guys will just LOVE and if you guys watch the whole thing, i'll let you guys keep singing." and then i left. little did they know it was "field of dream" which, everytime i've watched it, has put me to sleep in the first 10 minutes. it worked like a charm!!!!! i didn't hear a peep out of any of them until nearly 11 am.

so my rant is this... children who don't know how to shut off their freaking squeal button. if it's 3am and you're at someones house and there are people trying to sleep, do everybody a favor and put a freaking sock in it. talking is fine, heck even laughing is fine, but the last time i checked, brittany spears and madonna at 3am at the top of ur lungs in a squealy voice is unexceptable at every house i've ever stayed at. all i ask is that you be quiet and not make me take out my secret weapon, field of dream.


next, also yesterday i was with a bunch of people who i hang out with regularly. most of them are pretty nerdy as well so it's nice to have conversations with them on pressing world issues (example: global warming, world politics, teen pregnancy rates, world sporting events, and the global economy) and normally our debates are very amusing and have humorous ends. yesterday was slightly different though. somehow, one of the regulars in our group brought his girl friend. and though she's is a nice person, she has NO idea what she's talking about.

yesterdays topic was about books that should be included in the lists of the greats (such as toni morrison's novel Beloved) and which ones don't deserve the honor at all (we feel most of Charles Dickens works are over-rated). the trouble started when we started talking about by Daniel Wallace called "Big Fish: a novel of mystic proportions". at the height of our argument, my friends girlfriend butted in and said "but the father was telling lies the whole time so it's kind of a stupid book". we all stopped and looked at her. finally someone asked "have you ever even read the book?" to which she responded "no but it has to be like the movie, books always are".

so my second rant is this: if you haven't read a novel but seen the movie, DON'T EVER, under any cercumstances, say it's like the novel. the only thing it does is make you look stupid. read the novel, seriously!! i mean if you read 50 pages a day you'll be done with it in less than 5 days.

the beginning of the end...

morning!!! well i should be working a that stupid, pointless paper for navigation but i, as always, am going to put it off until the last minute (which will probably be 10 minutes be for i have to leave for school). well i got to stop fasting saturday when i got my phone back... and then i promptly got it taken away... for no apparent reason. next it'll be a speech and food strike (i want my phone back). but i digress...

ever had one of those mornings where you wake up with something playing in your head and you end up quoting w/e it is all day?? well i'm having one of those mornings with this old SNL skit with john belushi where he's learning to speak english from this old guy and one of the things that he's forced to say is "i will feed your head to the wolverines". for some reason unknown to me, i have had his voice saying "i vill feed your head to the volverines" playing in my head all morning.

still goin'

well i'm still fasting... which is actually awesome... i feel so energized...