I am not Mrs. Poetic all the time, and I don't always write in fluid sentences. Today I am just not feeling it in my finger tips, so forgive me if I am a bit raw and off kilter. Moving on. I am getting tired of Chef Boyardee and Sunny Delight, but it's all I can afford.
I am scared my skin might turn orange, and that's not just me pulling random assumptions out of the sky. I was transformed into an orange tot as a kid due to the overload of carrots, apricots and all those other orange foods my grandmother mashed up and fed me. If I do in fact start to mutate, I could always blame it on a fake tan gone bad, but those have never been my thing either. My knowledge of color theory tells me that I need to digest a wallop of teal foods to cancel out the chance of discoloration, but where the fuck am I going to find teal foods? Do they exist? I am at a lost. I surrender to becoming a human tangerine.
School starts tomorrow and my car is still in the shop, and I am not looking forward to being dropped off and picked up on someone else's schedule.
Fortunately, I should only have to deal with that for one day. It's the home stretch! I have a relatively full load of classes ahead of me but I am not at all intimidated. I know my potential and it's is nothing that I can't handle. In the past, I have had a tendency to get side tracked and throw priorities out the window without remorse, just like another bad boyfriend.
Tomorrow, that will not be the case' although, it could be, but I am giving myself the benefit of the doubt. I have a drive, an inhibition to succeed in what I do, but discouragement falters my stride.
Stop. Wait a minute. Resume on foot. This habit.. this set of steps.. these basic commands I must tell myself should, and will hopefully persuade me to be more of a functional human being. I have been working tell myself these very things for years. It's been sort of like a construction project, if you will, of which has been a ghost town as of late. Time to put my shit and gear and put this educational roller coaster on nose bleed. I've been able to do it before. Studying, waking up and going to bed early, showing up to class on time, paying attention, pounding espresso shots by the hour, and doing homework is habit forming, just like any other hobby or chore that people invest their time into. Only, it's a little bit less fun. I've pulled through it before, which goes to show I shall do it again.
Edit: So I wrote the above around noon. I am back now, and it's an hour till midnight. I will be asleep around then, and even better than that, with confidence, I say maybe even within the next 20 minutes. In a parallel universe, I might be crawling into bed now; however, there are important matters to attend to. One, I must add all those cute little emote-cons into a few sentences. Second, I must express that I am both outraged
and heart broken by what may be the most devastating news I have heard in my lifetime. It may even be the most difficult thing that the Earth has had to endure since her birth, eons ago. McDonald's has officially taken an ax to the cherished dollar menu. My betrothed, why hath you been forsaken?
I went in today, mind you for the first time in months and months and months, looking for the simple thrill of a ninety-nine cent cheeseburger and some small fries. But no!
With the economy still taking it's oh so sweet time buckling under itself, the sacred dollar menu had to be sacrificed; as if that fast food giant couldn't afford to happily continue handing over those puny, fat-saturated, insta-microwavable burgers for a damn buck. I digress... the register guy broke the news gently to me, but to my amazement he said that among the fallen menu items, the mighty Double Double still trudged on.. but for how long? He did not know the answer. So, frankly.. I ordered two of those mother fuckers and gulfed that shit down as fast as I could and got the hell out there. That place smelt like shit and was too God damn hot.
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Here is a recipe for teal:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/food/recipes/database/roastmallardorteal_9144.shtml
Unfortunately, the mallard or the teal are not teal in color.