i do. i forgot about it for a while but since i've been eating so many vegetables lately it has sort of become a necessity, since without it the act of eating would be completely joyless (aside: no matter what you do to them, green peppers are ALWAYS gross). new eating habits are going very well, but they will face their first major test this weekend during Easter--I figure I will cope by giving myself a Cadbury egg allowance (the little crunchy ones, not the big ones with the yellow shit in the middle.
i've been majorly postponing all of my moving arrangements. i think because once i start packing i will really feel like i'm leaving, and i don't want to feel like i'm leaving until i really AM leaving--it stresses me out otherwise.
on monday i'm going to see Joy in Aiken for the last time--she got a position as an anchor at a news station in Louisiana and will be moving as well in about a week. but as her final act as a local celebrity she scored us tickets to the Masters in Augusta. now, i don't give a damn about golf, i think its the most boring sport in the universe. but to see tiger woods at his first tournament since he was exposed as a nasty egotistical homewrecking slut? DON'T MIND IF I DO. i feel like i'm going to see a rare animal at a zoo. not unlike an actual tiger i suppose.
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