No Way

Amon Tobin is the new cinematic soundtrack to my life. I remember catching them for the first time on RU Receiving with 4 Ton Mantis... and that was it. Now I can envision different instances where daily actions are frozen in mid-action, mid-air and a camera spans around 360 degrees. Heart to trip hop jazz electronica. Because it makes me see suspended raindrops (even though it's been done a ba-zillion times).

I'm starting to enjoy my Under Armour stuff. It really does take the sweat away from your skin. I'm really being an advertising whore am I? haaaar. Anyways, I suppose it'll be motivation for me to get off my ass and move for once. I think the root of this mess lies in my terrible binging habits. In short, the goal is to lose 10 to 15 ... or just fit into my grad dress again because it's a struggle to zip it past the ass. Heh, slutteh. >:( No one's going to remember me anyway. it's emo-licious.

The sky is moving again. Captured on time lapse photography, it'd make for an excellent backdrop to this music. And as of current, my knees are on fire. So the plan will be: Breakfast-lunch will equal yogurt and fruit. Dinner is all else. Snacks = salty, so I'll be digging in soy nut trail mix (which has dried pineapple fruit that tastes like crap). But like everything else in my head, it's going to fail. And unfortunately, school in the evenings conflict with the pole dancing schedule which means none of that. Ah well.

I wonder how Gabe's doing. I think I'll have soggy butterflies in my mouth the next time I call his household. :S