'the top feels so much better than the bottom!'

50 cent's new video is kind of embarassing to watch. i do not find it gangsta. i vacillate between finding him extremely attractive (esp with his shirt off) and thinking he is kind of dopily gap-toothed and furrow-browed, like a cartoon sharpei character.

tensions with my sister bubbled over yesterday, and we had aboluste blowout on the phone. it wasn't an argument -i was crying too much- but way too big of a deal to be considered merely a discussion. and i don't really feel like anything came of it in the end, either, which is such a shitty way for an emotionally-draining thing to end. "we'll just have to agree to disagree" is rarely a good way to end anything. the situation was made further stress-inducing by my locale at the time -on my cell in the car in dead-stopped traffic back to NY from VA. i kept furiously wiping away my tears but surely still gave my fellow roadmates quite a show.

i have a two ingrown nails, a loooong after-the-fact product of my avon walk last year when i (eek) lost most of 2 nails. i used to be a i-hate-feet person to the Nth degree, but i really feel the need to conquer this attitude. i used to cringe when people even said the word foot. and next week i will have mine involved with scary needles. and a somewhat attractive doctor. the horror!

i saw walk the line with ana this weekend and really dug the film. went into it with no real expectations and came out having genuinely, wholeheartedly enjoyed it. perhaps i could be more satisified with other elements of my life if i adopted the same attitude?