Please help me!!

WHERE CAN I GET THIS!?!? I NEED IT!!!

Also, on a more serious note, I am willing to drive to Boise, Idaho just so I can eat at Heavenly Ham. Heavenly Ham, you ask, what is that? Well, let me tell you. They have the most beautiful and tasty sandwiches ever created by humans.  After doing a quick google search, I discovered that Idaho is home to one of these lovely stores. Check out their menu. Also, they have a special mustard worthy of the gods. Just sayin'. 

Furthermore, a quick trip to Vegas would be nice. I would drive six hours for one of these babies:

Gluten or no gluten, I want one!! When I was at home over Christmas, I drove by the Dunkin Donuts a block away from my house every day. I never realized what a blessing it was to have donuts so close, just waiting to fulfill my chocolate cravings at my beck and call.  However, I resisted temptation and did not poison my body with gluten. And even when I was half-way back to Salt Lake, waiting in Boston after my connecting flight, Dunkin Donuts was there. Waiting. Right outside of my terminal. RIGHT THERE. And again, I resisted.

What was I thinking!!??!?!? AHHH!

Ok. So I'm hungry. But have I convinced anyone that we should go find good food?

No, not zombies. Raptors.

Ok. I'm in the library waiting for raptors to attack. Man, that would sure improve today. I mean, as of right now, it is the ONLY thing that could redeem this day. So. Patiently, I am waiting.

Zombies?

Is it wrong that I secretly wish the apocalypse would come and zombies would wreak havoc....just so I wouldn't have to go to class anymore?

Maybe.

I haven't decided yet.

This Comic's Truthfulness is Blowing My Mind

My life? Perhaps.

Running Is Blowing My Mind

I just ran for 50 minutes with my roommate. I haven't placed my pretty little feet on concrete since August to do anything other than briskly walk. I might be having a mild heart attack. My fingers are all tingly. Say prayers I don't just die.

No Surprises

I'm not depressed. This is just how I feel.

No Surprises

A heart thats full up like a landfill,
A job that slowly kills you,
Bruises that wont heal
You were so tired, happy,
Bring down the government,
They dont, they dont speak for her
Ill take the quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide

No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent, silent
This is my final fit, my final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please

Such a pretty house, such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please



Oh Radiohead. You speak to my soul. I just want no surprises. I want to be happy and know that I'll continue to be happy. Is that too much to ask for? I think not. And you know what, I think I am going to get it :)


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Back to Blogging? Maybe?

So. It is the misery of the class that is Charles Dickens which has driven me to blog again. Right now, someone is droning on and on about the early life of the Pickwick Papers. It's awful. Beyond awful. I need to learn not to be so judgmental or angry when I feel frustrated with my fellow classmates. Instead, I am going to be positive, and blog. Good idea? Yes. I think so. Becca would be so proud.