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just wastin some time before i leave my room. i have a quasi date for lunch. i say quasi because this girl has a boyfriend, but that doesn't concern me very much... for now. she will be mine, oh yes, she will be mine. now i just gotta make sure i dont tell her about my blog. my right hand, well actually my thumb and pointer of my right hand are supersensitive to hot and cold today. hot things feel hotter and cold things feel colder when i tough them with those fingers than with any other fingers. why is it that on this night these fingers do no work, when on all other nights we eat upright? new slogan for prochoicers: Choosy moms choose abortion. eh, eh? whadya think? personally, i am very proud of myself for coming up with that. i drink way too much green tea. its so good. i just got this one tea that has pomegranates in it- so much antioxidant power i have extra antioxidants- maybe they are giving me special powers in my fingers and that is why they feel different. im gonna be a superhero. sweet. but i drink all this tea then in the middle of class i have to pee real bad. fortunately these teachers give you breaks so you can go wee wee. i will soon be the instructor in an afterschool science program at a school in the Bronx and im gonna be an intern at this program called Reach the World helping teachers learn about technology and then incorporate that technology into the classroom via the Reach the World boat that is currently sailing around the world. I get paid for the second one, and I'm not sure about the first. Also a friend of mine who works at a private school with kids with learning disabilites (like dislexia, ADHD, asbergers, etc) gave my info to her principal so he can call me about tutoring. the beauty is that these parents pay like $75-$100 an hour. i am hopeful that he calls me because i stilll need more money to survive out here in teh jungle. despite the lack of funds, things are fantastic. my mom and sister are in town. oh yeah. my sister came with me to the race for the cure. we couldn't find matt so we just walked it. we took some funny pics with her camera phone. and the folks from quilted northern were there and took a pic of us and posted it on the intarweb. the bandanas were being given out for free. i grabbed mine and i was about to do the regualr pirate thing when it hit me: Tupac!! so we start rolling our 'danas. whilst we roll the woman giving out free special K starts cracking up as she tried to offer us some special K. later we realized tha we should have gotten the little signs that say "in memory of" on which you are supposed to write a loved one's name who dies from breast cnacer and written "2pac." okay, "should" is a bad word. really, in the interest of comedy, we should have done that, but alas comedy did not prevail. i did, however sit in a giant bucket of ice. the propel fitness water lady thought that was funny. im sure it would have been a different story had there still been "fitness" water in the ice. that shit was cold. for future reference guys, and i mean guys in the sense of testes or perhaps just wanting to get with the ladies, the race for the cure is potentially a great place to meet women. first off, most people there are women. second, you have to pay 25$ to do it so it shows all the women around you that you care and you are a man of action. BUT it is inadviseable to say "nice rack" as you run by the other racers. apparently "you have nice breast(s)" is also crossing the line. so my advice is to perhaps comment on their smokin' hot ass or their sweet pink badana.