So I spent long minutes in considerably deep thought about where - no - when would be the best time to be a time travel tourist. After much deliberation, I think it would be really cool to live in 16th century Japan and be a samurai (yes, girls were samurai too back then. With sword skills and everything. Plus they practiced basic hygeine and didn't have the plague like in Europe).
Then I tried to spy on our scandalously dressed neighbor who likes to parade around (no luck). Maybe witnessing a murder, Jimmy Stewart in Rear Window style, would be more realistic in my neighborhood.
After that, I started to wonder if sometimes God really can pick a side (just ask Tim Tebow)! I mean, if I were God, I would certainly reward people who believed in me. But maybe it's exactly this sort of nepotism that makes me not God.
Later, I started on my game plan for becoming a supercool Asian lady novelist when I grow up. After watching Amy Tan's talk, I think that my writerly dreams might eventually falter because I had too happy of a childhood.
Upon this thought, I gave up my dreams for the time being and ate a shameful amount of squares of Cote d'Or Noir Mousse Intense. It's dark chocolate with this truffley mousse inside, and since it's from the grocery store it only costs two euros!
Pray for my speedy recovery, y'all. Because soon enough, I will have watched every single talk on Ted.com and won't be able to fit into my jeans any more.
