Gang.

I'm feeling excruciatingly bloated today. And for someone who's been eating more vegetables than normal lately... it doesn't make any sense.

I think it's safe to blame my bloat on the organic almond butter I bought. I was suspicious of it the day I bought it. Because you see, the paper seal was ever so lightly lifted from the mouth of the jar, and thus, broken. Now as to whether the screw top lid seal was broken? I don't recall. Silly me. I didn't bother taking it back to the store. I mean, the paper seal could have been broken at the factory itself. Or maybe from the pressure of being shipped to a higher elevation. Or... maybe the jar got really hot and unsealed itself? I don't know.

In any case, I blame it on the almond milk. I'm sure someone or something injected it with a bloating spell so that every time you eat it, your tummy hurts and swells up.

Hahaha.

Ah.

It could just be that my period is a couple days away.

So I'll refrain from the pulverized magical nut for the time being. And will give it another whirl a week or two when my monthly blah blah blah has gone away. :)

I love changing the way I eat based on how I feel. And sleuthing out why or how I am suddenly feeling the way I do.

Speaking of . . .

Oh man, today I had a SODA!

ALL. TO. MYSELF!

I usually mooch off my boyfriends. I order a water when we go to restaurants then I sneak sips when he's not looking. Or I just plain ask him. I'm pretty smart. I don't want a ton of soda, ya know? So this is the way I do. Luckily for me, my boyfriend and I both enjoy diet sodee. When I'm by myself at healthy fast food restaurants though, I just stick with water or tea. I definitely don't mooch off my friend's or family's drinks either. Just my boyfriend's. He's special like that. :)

As remorseful as I feel for stealing soda sips, I still get a kick out of how my boyfriend reacts when he catches me... "Oh?? I see you wanted a drink of my drink, huh??" He has this really absurd, funny face when he asks. It makes me laugh and feel terrible at the same time. I usually end up putting down the drink. Then he says "Naw, [insert my name here], just kidding... It's free refills... You can have A SIP." Of course I end up having more than a sip. Maybe 12 sips...

Ok. Let's get to it. I'm feeling jittery right now and very exhausted. DAMN SODA... and future period!

Today I:

Went to work meeting 40 minutes away, discussed music labels/industry and musician life with co-worker during ride home, hung out with the boyfriend and his cousins, went to Costco for lunch, went to the hookah parlor with boyfriend and his cousins as well, enjoyed a hot chai and chocolate chip cookie while boys did the hookah business, battled choking on my own phlegm most of the day (I'm almost done being sick... Woo!), my boyfriend's cousin got some bad STD news from his ex-girlfriend, his cousin is now worrying profusley and won't talk about anything else, someone finally dropped me back off at home, and now I'm tending to neighbor duties (watering all her flowers, feeding her dog, giving dog medicine, watering both yards... it's fun when all the duties land on the same day, OMGNOTREALLY).

Skin picking? Very very little. Nothing major. Mildly picked a few spots on my face while in the car. Hooray!



To Muh Boyfriend: I know you're gonna read this and you outright asked me to write something about you. But that's insignificant. Because I was gonna write about you anyway! ChYEAH. So I wanted to say... Thanks for hanging out and being so fun and cute! I love it when your cousins and I tried to do a gang-'bang'-hug out in the middle of the Costco parking lot. I don't know what we were talking about. Bi curious people? Incest? I'm not sure how or if we got on those subjects. But you were blushing as we all tried to hug you and come on to you at once in public. I think I'm the one who got everyone to do it because that's just how I am -- I get people to do things. Anyway, of course, you denied that you were blushing and laughing. And it's so cute when you're in denial!! :) Also, good luck on your new job tomorrow!



Well ghosts and crickets whom I cannot even get to read this blog, I gots to go water two more grassy yards for my neighbor. Turn off one set sprinklers. Turn on the next. My dad should help my neighbor set up timered, automatic sprinklers like we have at our house. She might like that?

Anyway, g'night. Not that I'm going to bed anytime soon... probably around 1 or 2am I'll be asleep. Gotta wake up before 6am! Ugh @ you, Mr. Work.