I guess Mary Kate and I aren't going to be bunking together after all. I had breakfast and I have to admit I feel better. I don't know why I get on these self destructive kicks with crazy things like diet. I'm learning to do things in moderation and quickly coming to realize I can no longer save the world, or everyone else, but my main project should be saving myself. For better or worse this is the life I have to live. I'm just sort of embarrassed I lack the commitment to pull off an eating disorder. That is some serious ADD. I did give it an honest try though.

So I suspect I'm becoming this guy. I think the Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs will go down as the last musical bandwagon I blindly jumped on. I'm sticking to what I know from here on out.