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Confessions

Isn't there some song about confessions? Yeah, never heard it. But I've got some confessions.

1. I think the Fancy Feast cat love story is So. Stinking. Cute! I love how they continued it over multiple commercials. Brilliance.

2. I really dislike James Patterson. Mostly because he has a whole section in the bookstore, and his name is
THIS BIG 
on all his books while the name of the other author who probably wrote most of the books name is 
This Big.
James Patterson? I'm onto you. I know you probably write one chapter in the whole book, then say you co-wrote it, then put your name at the top in really big letters while the true authors name is so tiny, then you go make a commercial with your creepy self and say, "Hey, I just wrote this new book, woo I'm so awesome I make commercials even though I'm a pathological liar, so you should read my book!" Plus, he took one of my favorite series of all time and made it run on forever and ever and ever, never letting the two in love finally hook up so he could write another cheesy book about global warming, making me give up on the hope of love forever and throwing your books at the wall!

3. I used to like James Patterson. Until I noticed all of the things in part 2. 

4. I couldn't do it. I had to shave. I feel so much better! Well, I've felt so much better since Tuesday night around 11:30 when I couldn't take it anymore. 

5. I don't like provolone cheese. 

6. I'm pretty proud of how healthy I've been eating these past two weeks. I don't even feel tempted when I see taco bell, my old weakness. 

7. Today in the grocery store line, I realized that the candy bars and soda next to checkout are impulse buys, just like the little perfumes at Victoria's. (Did you know when those ship, they literally say IMPULSE BUYS on the box? Yep, I felt a little dumb knowing that they know how I always see things at cash registers and think I need them. Well guess what? Now I don't even want anything at any store that's an impulse buy. Yep.) 

8. This week has been full of learning and realizations. Every time I think I'm starting to figure things out, it throws something new. I'm definitely having a hard time dealing with everything with love and patience. I'm still learning though and trying. 

9. I spent a whole day discussing greek mythology. And I had fun. 

10. I like mowing the lawn. It's relaxing. 

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