+ fireball is the devil.
+ i should never go out on the vegas strip again.
+ a has-been celebrity like vanilla ice can walk through a crowded airport and nobody will care. i looked twice to make sure it was him, then went on picking the onions out of my over-priced airport food.
+ i'm better off without a cell phone. i've been seeing things i wouldn't have noticed otherwise. such as how everyone is constantly glued to their cell phones.
+perception is everything. justin (who lives in hawaii) and i (who just moved from the caribbean) both thought the water in daytona looked... well... ugly. just because it wasn't the brightest shade of clear blue. we're jaded.
+ if i'm ever again in a situation where i can't read on a plane because i'm too sleepy, and i can't sleep on that plane because of an ornery baby, i should just occupy myself with putting on a little bit of a make up. because maybe when i'm done, i'll look up and that ornery baby will be so mesmerized by my new eyes that it'll stop crying for the rest of the flight. and maybe in the airport i'll catch the attention of multiple guys with a couple simple glances. it's not so much the make up that will do it all, but the pretty feeling that comes from taking a little time for yourself--even if that time is forced upon you by the sheer boredom of a sleepless flight.
+happiness = divine discontent