Filling My Soul With Stuff

Tonight, I’m going to fill the hole in my soul with a pedicure. I’ll try not to feel guilty that someone is dealing with my feet (more on that later) or think that any time the pedicurist laughs at something her co-worker says (I should really brush up on my Vietnamese) that she’s really laughing at my feet ( I know they see feet all day, so why would I think mine are so hilarious? Because I am self-obsessed.) Anyway, the point is that filling my soul with God never helped me look more attractive in open toed shoes.

Despite my best efforts to seem “evolved,” the name “God” has always referred to a hologram of an older white man in the clouds who moves people and events around like chess pieces with the logic and gamesmanship of John Ashcroft. There are also certain bounds which are pharmacy levitra signed by the patients are just side effects of the treatment method as well as your individual protection. Watching television has always been a one-way process as the viewer is merely a passive spectator. levitra generic cheap The effect of the product is also long-lasting. online viagra store Poor blood flow to heart will cause heart attack, in brain will cause viagra cheap online stroke and also ED. Anyway, maybe I’m becoming more holisitic, (even while I take advantage of the struggle of Vietnamese immigrants so that I can sell out to LA’s labor intensive beauty standard), or more conservative, like John Wayne, but my higher power doesn’t extend beyond the molecules of my body anymore.

The point is that sometimes stupid things like pedicures and silly movies like “The Day After Tomorrow” do have a far more positive effect on me than sitting in a forced coma for twenty minutes waiting for the hologram guy in the cloud to make a bush explode.

Just for today, I will listen to my new (more materialistic) higher power.