Pudding Should not be Eaten in Pound Measurements:

   I've come to the realization of many things.

   1.)  I do not like my forehead.  It's more of a five or sixhead...

...so I chop my forehead and can feed an entire third-world country with it....

   2.)  I am a hopeless romantic, and it sort of makes me want to vomit, but the idea of love ever succumbing to my witch-like tendencies seems laughable.
   3.)  I love zombies.
   4.)  There is something that lives under my bed and it growls...and it is NOT me snoring.
   5.)  That art is romantic even when the subject is bloody zombies because the brush strokes and lines are painfully soft and endearing.  See also Hi Fructose magazine, as this is my new favorite periodical.

   6.)  I would rather wear dresses.  Every day.
   7.)  Kaiti told me she ate about 10 pounds of banana pudding and this should never be done.
   8.)  My life is on stand-by.
   9.)  The mistakes I've made in life are not as bad as other peoples' but I am not those other people, so I will therefore, continue to harbor negative memories and regrets close to my heart.  Always.

   10.)  My dream life would be to live simply.  To have a nice house, creatively decorated.  Not a huge place with tons of space, because I'd probably be afraid to go into half of the house...however, it would have big rooms and an island in the kitchen and a wrap-around porch.  With a yard for kids and a dog.  I'd be the director of an art gallery, and a professional blogger.  I'd be a wonderful wife and mom.

   11.)  I have to stick to my routines, or I have anxiety...
   12.)  I am indecisive about books and food and clothes...because my anxiety limits me...and I need to work past this.
   13.)  Aristotle cannot turn left.
   14.)  Job-hunting is one of my LEAST favorite things, but must be done.
   15.)  I'm learning that living with myself isn't too bad.  Just lonely.