i don't know if i'm closer to heaven, but it looks like hell down there

cleaning my room ended up taking two hours.

you see, i have what freud would call an oral fixation. [that's right, i like putting things in my mouth..har har insert dirty joke here and laugh at the fact that i said insert]. anyways, this means that i'm one of those people who constantly chews gum, bites her nails/sides of her fingers, chews on her pens. you know, the person in the exam room that you wanted to throw stuff at because of the constant gnawing noises eminating from her space?

while writing my religion paper, i fully re-discovered the joy of satled sunflower seeds. the ones in the shells mind, that involve putting them in your mouth, cracking open the shell with your teeth and extracting the seed with your tongue, and then pulling the shell out of your mouth again. now, i had this same joy last year, i'd just forgotten about it for the summer months. so, while writing my paper i ate an obscene amount of salted sunflower seeds. i mean an obscene amount.

needless to say, there were sunflower seeds EVERYWHERE in my room.