I am in such a random-ass mood right now. I am at school in the computer lab (I have study hall this hour). I am thinking about lo0king at one of the Seventeen or shape magazines I have, but then bounce back to the reality that they depress the hell out of me. Do you remember that song about sunscreen that was popular a few years ago. It was called "wear sunscreen" or something, with the guy talking, trying to give advice on life. Well, one of his pieces of advice is "Do not read Beauty Magazines, they will only make you feel ugly". And TRUE THAT. Yes, indeed, true that - according to my dissertation. I am so cracked out right now, I'll go mail a letter to my evil twin.