I am completely not able to spell regardless of how many times I have spelled the word before. For example, I have been working on a quite extensive literature review for a paper the ivy leaguer is beginning to write. No matter how many times I have to spell "epidemiology" I have to look at it on the paper at least ten times before I get it right. Not to mention I have to sound it out while I am reading it.

I woke up this morning with one of the most ridiculous things ever in my head..."I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a slave to your lovin'". I am not sure if you recognize this but it may be from Real World L.A. when Tami tried to start a recording career. Then she wired her mouth shut. Nope, SHE is the most ridiculous thing ever!

I spend the first two hours of my day at work job hunting. Is this a sign?

Why is it that when I am sad I just want to listen to sad bastard music? I sort of torture myself to the point of being in the fetal position on the floor and then I feel better. Other people do this, right?

Why does it seem like everyone I know in the universe has moved to New York?

Why do 30 year olds get cancer?

I leave for South America in two and a half weeks. I speak very broken Spanish and have never been out of the country. If I don't make it back I would say there is a good chance that I am never coming back but you can visit me on the beaches of Peru or the cloud forest of Ecuador where I will have taken up basket weaving, cocoa leave chewing, and have a penchant for Peruvian rum.

Highlight of the Day:
My jeans came out of the drier this morning and they fit just perfect!

Lowlight of the Day:
The never ending literature review!