Come Back To Me Now

Goodbye Florida. I won't miss you. With your roller coasters and humidity, there is nothing to truly love except the fish that swim from your sea into my tummy.
But I didn't eat much of that so it doesn't really matter a significant amount.
Back to KC then to Columiba, where people are waiting to see me and hang out. People who won't cross boundaries and upset me. People that I really care about even if there are times I get annoyed by them.

I said good bye to bad for me food today with a bang. Bigmacs are really so good. But I feel a bit sick now. Again. Oh well. Flying gives me the jitters and bigmcs make me fat. I am saying goodbye to both for awhile. Reforming my tastes and eating well while including 2 hours of working out eventually. Gotta work my way to it.

I will long for the ocean soon. There wasn't much time with it; just the one day is all we had. I didn't swim much but the waves were soothing to listen to and the sand was soft to the touch.

The Rosetta Stone is offered in a machine, like a snack machine, only this one is for your brain and costs $200.00. Expensive snack brain food.

I taste the stale taste of McDonalds in my mouth. Unappealing. Grease, salt, and fake burger patties. I am not so sad to see it go.

IF murder wasn't illegal I think I might try it. There is a feeling that I get from a certain someone that pushes my very limits of self control.

Misquitos suck. Obviously.