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I'm not sure where to start on this blog. I could, maybe, make a declaration to reel myself in a little bit. This is going to require taking deep breaths, eating a real meal, hemming the boatload of dresses I have hanging in my bedroom and not take one more drink of alcohol for at least a week. Thanks to a violent hangover, I have had the entire day to mull over my stupidity.

Anyway, it's hard to really feel pity for someone such as myself enduring a violent hangover or any other violent stomach issue caused by my own doing. So I am not going to get into detail about the experience, other than the fact that I find my body to be smarter than I am myself, strangely enough. Not only does it know when I need to stop, it also knows when I am about ready to encounter someone I don't want to see and when things are changing dramatically. Enduring today's hangover is not a normal thing, it's my body's way of communicating that I need to level myself asap or I am bound to lose it. Maybe these are alcoholic genes evolving into something of use. The only time I become ill is when I do not listen to my own body and instead use that genius pleasure center as a way to override it. Frankly, I'm living on a planet and the body overrides that pleasure center, obviously. Why else am I far away from love and mulling over pleasure as if I were a fucking Rapunzel in a castle?

Now I am not making any sense. But either way, this summer has been a roller coaster and despite the fact that I have failed in getting most of my goals completed, I did find a job that will be tolerable for my last semester of school. And not only that, but it is something that I may know a little bit about instead of being so novice I am walking into an alternate universe. It will suit me well to try not be a novice once in awhile. The owner seems like a nice person who I will get along with, and it's nice to hear him say, "eh, interviews are ridiculous," and send me on my way. I may be making just enough to save up for future endeavors. Now that looking for a job is out of the way, I have much more to be doing. Although, first thing, no more violent hangovers before you go to work at a health food store... 'ya hear?