The Life of an Egg

"In every child who is born, under no matter what circumstances, and of no matter what parents, the potentiality of the human race is born again." -J.Agee

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Location: Los Angeles, California

I am addicted to Flamin Hot Cheetos, goat cheese, rainbow sherbet, and hummus. I want to meet Paul Farmer. I can't touch library books because they smell. I have a tattoo of the tree of life on my back. I have a problem with picking at my nails when I'm nervous, stressed out, or bored. I am irrationally proud of being from California. One of my main goals in life is to be a good person. And finally, please don't ask for medical advice, especially if it involves any sort of discharge.

Friday, October 13, 2006

my roots

my sister and i drove down the pacific coast highway today and hiked along Point Dume. even though it was cloudy and we felt more than a couple drops of rain, it was beautiful and we enjoyed much more sun than i've seen in a long time. we could see up long stretches of the coast and so much ocean and sky. have you ever seen more blue than this? i feel this picture doesn't even do it justice. it sure would be nice to live in malibu and be able to walk into my backyard and have this.

i have two pictures of southern california flora. this first one is very yellow and bright.

this next one is completely the opposite but beautiful in its own right. perhaps more representative of the desert that is here.

after our hike, we drove to In N Out and had the best burgers in the world, along with fresh cut french fries (fried cholesterol-free!!) then we indulged ourselves with cookies from Diddy Rees. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

as much as i love diddy rees, every time i go there, i'm reminded of my time in england. i miss Ben's Cookies in the open-market at Oxford. i swear, this is the only reason why i didn't lose weight that year, having been forced to eat the awful british cafeteria food. *shudder* but Ben's Cookies were always warm and would melt in your mouth like no American cookies can. it's amazing. i need to go back there some day...

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