1.) Yesterday I ran across a 3-page transcript that was numbered as follows: page 1 of 2, page 2 of 2, and page 3 of 2.

2.) After reading about how horribly bad white bread/rice/etc. is for me, I think I’m finally going to turn into a brown rice/whole grain oatmeal/(oh, how this last one pains me…) whole wheat bread kind of a girl. Seriously. I can’t deny it anymore. White stuff is just so much EASIER. I loved easy.

3.) I’m out of Cheerios. Tragic.

4.) I’ve developed a deep and overwhelming love for plants. It’s totally weird and I never thought it would happen to me, but here I am: Girl Who Gets Excited About Plant Life. I nurture Ivys. I appreciate Mtn. Laurels. I wonder about where they come from, where they are going, and whether or not they would like a sip of my lemon-lime gatorade.

5.) Why does anyone like American Idol? It’s a horrible, horrible show. Go DANCE WARS.