It has come to my attention,

That people actually, y'know, read this. just a few. but i think i'll try to make more of an effort to post for you guys. Not that i really have much important to say...

I spent a few days in the City preparing for College. i was sleeping at my sisters house so they insisted on feeding me. At least i'm back down to 125.4 now. Aaand i'm all registered for classes.

now i just need to find a way to pay my tuition.... >.< crap.

So there's something you may not know about me....

I'm a geek. I'm a complete nerd.

Almost all of my coping skills have boiled down to coloring, cigarettes, weed, mah dog, eating distorder(s) aaand.... Science Fiction. (Seriously on the nerd part though: I have Stargate SG-1 action figures, and i put an SG-1 patch on my purse.)

So right now i'm rewatching all of Farscape. i got through most of season 3 yesterday and last night. i'm on Season 4 episode 1 now and this cought my ear and inspired me to write in here:

Crichton {human}: "Is it torn bad?" -it: space dog bite on his leg that Sikozu's patching up.
Sikozu {Space alien chick}: "No, but it's the largest vein i've ever seen."

Crichton: [he explains it's so big to help him run faster. ] "obviously it needs to be bigger."

Sikozu: "It needs to be smaller. Everything smaller, lighter! Otherwise," she says as-a-matter-of-factly you'll never be able to shift your gravity center."

The way i've been thinking lately this really struck a chord.

On the upside, i'm 124.8 lbs right now. lowest i've been in quite a while.