Pack pack PACKING

So, no one warns you just how much packing for college is. They give a hint but not the full picture. Well, it's a lot of work. GROWL. haha

Listening to a homemade playlist, wishing I was famous so I could be Katy Perry's bestest friend and packing... good plan for the next two days cause on wednesday I'll be trekking to Philly. 

Peace and love. 

Oh, and I survived pneumonia. 

Summer's over and it's raining. How happy!

Benefits of watching non stop TV

    Desperate Housewives, What I like About you, Live with Regis and Kelly, Oprah, Little Miss Sunshine, CSI: New York, Criminal Minds, Big Brother, 2 and a half men, and last but certainly not least, Grey's Anatomy (my newest guilty pleasure)--That's what these three days of sickness have consisted of. Sure, I can only remember half of what happened in CSI last night because I was busy being feverish and shaking but, at least it was there. I'm pretty sure I haven't watched this much TV, like straight hours of television, since I was in the eighth grade. Sure, I read Wuthering Heights and wrote 'thank you's' as to not fry out my brain with the pop culture and flashing lights but still, I feel the effects bestowed upon me by the "boob tube." And I'm not proud of this recent couch potato lifestyle, but hell, when you're sick, you are sick. and should not be stressing over packing and such. So. 

    What TV has taught me? Well, here's just a small list: 

1. Life is brief and mostly sucks. Enjoy only the best while you can. ~Desperate Housewives

2. Never use money as a weapon, especially in friendships. ~DH 

3. We are NOT paying for the President to eat. ~Oprah

4. Laura Bush is one of the only Republicans I can tolerate. ~Oprah

5. Life is one beauty contest, one after the other. ~Little Miss Sunshine

6. "A real loser is someone who is so afraid of not winning that they don't even try." ~LMS

7. There is nothing in the world the matter. ~Wuthering Heights (shoot me it's from a book)

8. Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. ~WH again

9. Never kill anyone and expect someone to believe it's a suicide. ~CSI

10. Actually, just DON'T kill anyone. ~CSI

11. Wonder with me, just how did Regis become famous and why is Kelly always laughing?

12. Never live with 2 other men and expect it to be magically clean without a house keeper. ~2 and a half men

13. Doctors, interns, nurses are overworked and need more sleep. So let them have it, dammit. ~Grey's Anatomy

14. Try not to fall in love with a colleague. If you do, well then, sucks for you! ~GA

and most importantly: 

15. Relish in the fact that we are NOT in the Big Brother household fighting for money that will most likely be taxed away and that they'll never see as their dignity flies away on national television. 

Happy Thursday! 

A Trek Through Doctors' Offices for The Holy Grail of a Low Fat Blueberry Muffin

Hoorah. 

I don't know why I just said that, for I feel like saying anything other than that. 

Background info to this story: Having had a chronic headache since graduation, and waking up with body aches and fatigue this morning, my mommy suggests seeing the doctor for treatment. 

Story: Now, with another type of doctor appointment already scheduled for this day, the total hours expected to be in a doctor's office would be 2 instead of 1. But, knowing these doctors' offices, that was a way too optimistic outlook. 5 hours were spent waiting and being poked and prodded in total from the 2 appointments. Oh joy. 

     Well, in the first waiting room, I got the beautiful yet annoying crave for, you guessed it, a low fat blueberry muffin. Why a low fat one? Because a girl's conscience of ingesting oodles of calories in a delicious, bakery treat can be salvaged if something is titled, "Low Fat." Not only was that a requirement of this muffin I desired, but it must be one from Dunkin Donuts. My mind is a strange place. So, at the doctor's office I waited, patiently, so that I could go and buy this gift of mankind. 

     With the fear of mono in toe, I arrive to my second appointment: the pediatrician, yes I still go to that for I am a child forever. The doctor plays off my illness as either a virus or sinus infection. Pills were prescribed which I then had to bring to the pharmacy..yada yada yada. 

     Still, I waited for the muffin. 

     Now, there are a lot, emphasis on A LOT, of Dunkin Donuts in my area, spread semi far apart from each other yet in a relatively close enough area. So, I decide to wait for this beast of a muffin as a reward for after I gave in my prescription. Tummy growls loudly here since I hadn't eaten since 9 and it was 3:30, and this is a long time, coming from the girl who eats 4 small meals a day. Luckily enough, the pharmacy and Dunkin Donuts are awfully close. It would seem that karma is on my side. So, I bring the prescription in as the guy barks off to me that, 'it'll take ten minutes,' in a creepily similar tone to the guy on the phone of the Chinese takeout place..hmm. There I leave my soon-to-be meds, and off I go to the closest Dunkin Donuts. Upon arrival at the DD, I have a twinge of pain which only happens when I sense something bad is going to happen, and boy does it happen!

     Not only did the boy at the counter seem clueless to his position, as I had to tap him for his attention, but informs me in his cap pulled over his eyes and unstylish Dunkin outfit, that they DO NOT have a low fat blueberry muffin, only a regular full-fattened one, and could I, would I just buy that instead? WHAT?! Pandemonium. No, I respond but at this point my stomach is crying in anguish from being deprived.  

     If I had been my normal, confident, flirtatious, beautified and outgoing self, <--LOL,  at that moment, I would have flashed him my smirk and batted my eyelashes and asked would he go in the back to see if there were any low fat blueberry muffins available? But, I was just an un-showered, sickly, and sweatpants-wearing girl with desperately-needed-to-be-tweezed-eyebrows. Therefore, I said nothing. 

     So what is a girl with a growling stomach to do, instead, but buy an eggwhite flatbread sandwhich at this fine establishment? Honestly, if you were in my case, you'd buy one too. I didn't have my usual go-getter attitude so I just sacrificed for the good of the...wait, what the hell was I sacrificing for?! I'm sick, dammit! So, I quickly eat the unsatisfying goodness of the sandwich, pick up my prescription, and decide that I AM getting my low fat blueberry muffin. 

    This adventure takes me back to where I started from, near the initial doctor's office. Boo. What a waste of gas, an economical junkie would say. But Carolyn Thorn's brain was saying, Show me the Muffin!! Into the drive-in I proceed, and Hallelujah, a LOW FAT blueberry muffin is given in exchange for a $1.45. Praise the Lord. Amen. 

     I think there is something erotic and magnificent about a low fat blueberry muffin. I can't quite put my finger of it but I know the qualities are there. If I was to worship a food, besides the baked potato of course, this one would take the cake, win the prize, beat out all the others. Or maybe, just maybe, that is just my cravings talking. 

Happy Tuesday!