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I'm obsessed with tea. I had the biggest rage of my week today because I was trying to pick up my lap top (or as Maura would say lab top) and I took a wrong turn forcing me miles away from my destination in Bedford Park to who the fuck knows where...95th and Western? This was oh so pleasant while riding in my non air-conditioned lobstermobile. I was also on a time crunch AND my cell phone wasn't working.

Yeah so... now reading it in writing I realize that I probably overreacted. I was in my car SCREAMING!! Not yelling words- just literally screaming. I mos def have rage issues. Sometimes I think I should try to work on them, but I feel like there would be nothing left of me if it died. So anyways, after I came down from my rage, I drank about four cups of tea and I feel like a zillion bucks! It's all about the highs and lows of life. The lord giveth and taketh away. (that didn't really fit but whatevs.)

As much as I want to use whatevs more in my blog, I feel cliched because that's like the name of my blog. I don't want it to be like my "thing." "Oh every blog I try to fit in a whatevs... it's a theme."

And another thing- I won't be an alky this semester. I just can't! I know, Iknow, I'm sad too. After approximately 5 years straight of drinking 99.999% of the time, my body could use a break. I have too much fucking work to be hung over. Especially since all my suburban drinking partners are leaving me to live in the "city." Wow, you're so cool.

I'll just start doing tons of speed.