feeling extremely shittified right now because for some reason my sister managed to clear my entire ipod of its songs which means that i now have AN IPOD WITH NO MUSIC :( :( :(

also, today is Day 1 of the Dreaded Detox which mind you isn't some cheapskate new year resolution or quick fix for a Fat Day. this, my friends, is hardcore. my chiro recommended a fully liquid diet of blended vegetables and vegetable soup and this smelly powder called 'Supergreens' which apparently packs 5 pounds of veges into 1 scoop. ooh vegetables, how exciting! and all this is supposed to shift my body's pH to its natural state which will make it easier for my spine to grow in a straight manner. and also, for every detox that i go on, i add 1 year to my life span. so this is why i have been drinking shit-coloured water and mashed cauliflower and making AVOCADO SOY MILKSHAKES the whole of today. if that sounds bad, wait till you taste it. all i can say is that this chiro had better not be bullshitting me.

as a result of this induced herbivorism, i am also experiencing a most shittifying headache and runny nose. this is supposedly a good sign because it means that the toxins are being flushed from my body. hurrhurr. and i still have at least 3 bloody days on this detox from hell! clearly this is the most disgusting health idea ever. except maybe the colon cleansing 'resorts' where people pay to spend a week stuffing a tube up their rectums to extract all the evil toxins from their colons. how anyone can actually do that to themself is beyond me.

and just to make things worse, one of my nails broke today. i painted my fingernails and toenails all metallic blue, so this is a very noticeable catastrophe. the metallic blue is to satisfy this little rebel streak in me which really isn't much of a streak if you consider that the best i can do is paint my nails an ugly colour. the only thing is that practically everybody stares and comments on my nails as if they've never seen anyone with blue nails before. like puhlease! it reminds me of the nightmare busking i did with audrey outside heeren last december, where everybody gave me these sick horrific looks when i put one leg on a chair and did a split from there to the floor. and audrey was like 'do your freak trick again sam, it's a real crowd pleaser'. sigh, and such is the story of my life.

oh and yesterday they were playing We Were Soldiers on TV and i was quite disturbed by all the bombs and explosions and people bleeding and dying all over the place. nothing i've never seen in a war movie before, but i just hate watching blood and violence. plus, my mom and dad apparently found it really hilarious to keep pointing to the screen and going 'look, it's a field camp!'. whatever.

i can't bloody wait for chinese new year!