12 Hour Day!

with a 12 hour day now behind me, or maybe it was 11, I'm not really thinking all that well, I find myself just wanting to go home and go to bed. but I realize my dogs will not be happy with me should I pull that one.

Things I Want In A Guy

They say you should never make a list for the things you want in a guy or a girl, whichever you are actually attracted to. But we all do. We all have our shallow lists, and some of us have our non shallow lists. I have both, and I'm okay with that. But I still have them, and I'm holding onto them, because at some point you have to have standards. So here I go.
Shallow list
1. No man hands-this is not determined by the care they take care of it. a manicure is not going to fix man hands. you are born with the hands you have, very simple.
2. he has to have great eyes-i am an eyes girl. if you have a great face with your sunglasses on and then you take them off and....what happened! that doesn't work for me
3. no hairy monkey man-hair disgusts me in a way I can't even begin to describe. they say hairy man have their benefits. Frankly, I don't want to be laying there in a bed of hair!
4. a butt-i'm not talking about a great butt or anything special. but he does have to have a butt. It's like watching king of the hill with hank hill and he literally has no butt, that's really bad
5. Fashion sense-no make up. that is one thing, no skinny jeans. but a guy needs to have a style of his own. without that, he's just another guy.

non shallow list
1. he has to know how to cook-i don't know how to cook. well actually i do, i just don't do it. so if he doesn't know how to cook, we're all screwed! No, really, I only cook very specific things, and there's a 50/50 chance he's going to like the things I cook. So it's a good fallback plan.
2. Must love animals-I'm not going to specify one animal, just animals in general. I like to keep dogs, snakes, cats, hamsters, ferrets, fish, all sorts of stuff. though I particularly like the ones i can touch. Horses are really fun too. if he doesn't like animals or moreover hates animals, i don't think he would actually enjoy being around me, because I'd be too much of an animal person
3. Compassion-compassion for animals, compassion for other people, compassion for children. essentially what I am saying here is he has to care. This also extends to treating people of other races, other religions, other this, other that equally. If he doesn't care, it tends to happen that he tends to see certain things and certain even people as "below" him, and he treats them accordingly. It's a scary thing when you become one of the things that is "below" him.
4. Personality-I guess this is a really general thing. But if there's some kind of mystery and yet charm about him and you know there's more to him than you see on the surface, and he has a real personality and not just one he displays because it's convenient, that is a must have.
5. Passion and sexuality-in terms of sex, passion is absolutely necessary. Robotic is not okay! and in terms of life in general, if he has passion for nothing, he cannot have passion for you. he goes through his life in this monotone fashion, and eventually, he figures out that he has been missing something in his life. this leads to a lot of things that no girl wants to deal with and can even tear people apart. it's not fun. but passion is exciting, passion gives him something to work for, something to sacrifice at times for, something to work harder at.

Asian Cartoons?

it's great that they are trying to bring multicultural cartoons to the TV for little kids. But honestly, sometimes I think that it would be better if there were just little white kid cartoons. I don't really think that. But honestly, the cartoons use so many stereotypes and everything, they're like the "family" TV shows of the 50's or maybe it was the 80's that had supposedly multi cultural or non white families as the main characters. They're ridiculous! I mean there's one with shaolin monk or something. I don't know. But the characters are retarded. And there's also a one about cats with owners who happen to be Asian. They have them dressed up in traditional clothing that isn't actually that accurate. Are we as Asians not allowed to exist in modern day in cartoons or something? And are we not allowed to have characters that don't make constant asses of themselves? It's just a thought. But if they did that to white people, it would never stand. But when they do it to us, nobody does anything.

Twitter reality show

I guess Twitter has decided they’re going to make a reality show about the site. It would put ordinary people at the tails of celebrities in a “revolutionary competitive format.” That sounds a little disturbing to me, and apparently Ashton Kutcher and his wife Demi Moore thought the same thing, because they’re threatening to leave Twitter. I thought it was a little bit stupid when Kutcher and CNN had some kind of contest to see who could reach a million followers or something like that first. But it is asking for somebody to attract yet another unnecessary stalker. Now Twitter has definitely become a big part of our society. But for obvious reasons, they should definitely reconsider.

Christian?

I had someone ask me if I was Christian today. I went to church with them when I was on a trip and staying with them, because that’s what you do as a guest. You do small things like that and suck it up. I grew up a Christian yes, but I have nothing to do with it now. But apparently, he was somehow under the impression that I was a strong and valiant Christian. My head is still spinning as to how he came to that conclusion exactly. We had a talk about how I wasn’t, and I heard the standard if you read the bible and really read with your heart or if you go to church or whatnot, then you will see. I can pretty much beat 99% of Christians on that one, having read the Bible 6 different times all the way through, and yes it takes a while, going to church, etc. and I got nothing out of it. I even went in with the whole idea of reading with your heart open and praying and all that as it states in one particular scripture. Nothing. So I guess that whole if you just do this didn’t quite hold up for me. But I am honestly blown away as to how anybody could have thought that I was a Christian. I like to think I’m a good, nice person, and maybe they automatically associate that with being Christian and consider no other possibilities. But really? I mean I am a pro choice, pro gay marriage, pro a lot of things that Christians just aren’t supportive of person in every way. How does that figure?

The Definition of Strong

I used to think that bravery was the absence of fear. After all, if you’re not afraid of anything and you have the drive to help other people theoretically, you would be out there being a “brave” hero theoretically speaking. But the reality is that’s not brave. If you are not afraid of something, you may be doing something good, something heroic. But you think nothing of it, and it’s not really bravery. Bravery is overcoming those fears.I’ve discovered lately that I guess you could say toughness is the same way. Or strength, maybe strength is a better word for it. Anyway, strength is not the absence of hurt, the wall of not feeling anything, etc. When you don’t feel anything, it is more a symptom of severe depression. Feeling nothing, no hurt, no pain, nothing comes after you hurt every day, and it is somehow worse, even though you wouldn’t expect it to be. No, strength is feeling what your mind decides that you are going to feel, granted some people may feel less or at least at a lower intensity. But strength is doing things because you have to and despite the fact that you are hurting, no matter how intense it is. And just like bravery, it is the harder thing to achieve. This because, if you are not hurting, obviously what would you have to overcome. But when you are, you have to step outside it and basically force yourself to go on and be “strong.”

The Sickness Of Work

It’s sick. In a way, I know that the guy I like respects women who have their own things, who work hard, etc. And I am I guess you could say the modern woman and have a lot of other qualities that I know he likes. But at the same point in time, I work with him. And I find myself working harder, doing more, going beyond what I know I really should for myself or really want to, hoping that he will notice and actually figure out that I am all the things that he describes as the things he wants, that he actually goes after, etc. It’s pathetic really. And I don’t really like feeling this stupid. Granted, I’m making more money for it, which is a nice bonus. But I don’t like being this girl that does things so the guy will notice her. It makes me honestly look like a bloody moron. And the big reality is there is a certain surety that I am a moron.

Early Weened Puppies

I have now seen for the first time in my life weened puppies at the age of 1 week. Essentially speaking, the puppies were too strong and killing the mother, so on, so forth, and they came from a 6 pound mom. So that’s really bad. They shouldn’t be weened till a later time anyway. But apparently, it was really bad. These little babies were eating out of a bottle, being taken care of by people. We did that with my sister’s rabbit’s babies as a kid, but only because she pretty much tried to kill them all. My sister just has some kind of crazy effect on animals I’ve never understood. But with these little puppies, it was sad, especially the first 5 weeks or so. They had to wait until she dried up so they wouldn’t really nurse or anything. But every time they were being fed, you would hear her crying in the other room. She would literally try to get to them every chance she got, some kind of motherly instinct. And it didn’t die down. She went on for 5 weeks, even after her milk had dried up, trying to get to these babies, clean them up, nurse them, take care of them at all times. After 5 weeks were up and they were about 6 weeks old, they were apparently at an age where she started playing with them, they stopped trying to nurse, and everything was all good. But up until that point, she literally cried. Sad things. I have to wonder if she would’ve had the same kind of reaction had she gone through a false pregnancy.

I Blame Myself

And after I have been really good about avoiding tickets and avoiding cops for about 6 months now, I got a ticket. It’s a miserable thing, and it was a bad situation too. I’m a little irritated. I should’ve been prepared yes. But at the same point in time, the road changes by 10mph in the speed limit because of a construction zone, and he basically cited me right in that zone. And then he speaker-thinged me to move my car up, because apparently it wasn’t far enough off the road for him. Not very nice. Mostly, I don’t think it’s fair to do that right when the speed changes. But I guess they get a lot of tickets that way. I mean I was going 5 over right before, and then it turned into 15 over of course adding the 10 mph speed difference.
I figure I’ll just go to traffic school, because he did put that in the allowance. But still, I think it should be more lenient for the simple reason of the change right there, or he should park a little farther out so that people can adjust to the changing speed at a more efficient rate. That is just my thought on the whole thing.
But at the same point in time, I now blame myself. They had no left turn signs, partly because there is only one lane in construction zones either ways. But people kept stopping all traffic so they could make an illegal left turn, and one guy was so stupid and in such a hurry that he almost got himself creamed by a semi. So I called the local police to let them know you know maybe you should patrol this area for that, because obviously it is a real risk. I drive that road every day getting to work, and now I have basically cursed myself, because every day I see at least 3 cops along that road lasering to see if people are speeding. And every day I kick myself.

Outsiders

It’s interesting. I grew up, granted I moved around to a lot of different cities, but they were almost all in the same state. All of one of them were in the same state. And yet I managed to turn out to be a person who doesn’t fit in, who is the exact type of person who must have immigrated in, who doesn’t fit in anywhere in the state, and who really shouldn’t live in the state in simple terms. I was raised in a family that was pretty conventional and expected to the state.
I guess this is just some kind of indicator that genetics have something to do with it. I’m adopted, and my parents fit in fine, always have. My sisters fit in fine, always have. My brothers fit in fine, always have. I’m the only one who seems to be extremely misplaced to say the least! Nobody here can decide where I should be from, because people here have really only ever lived here, and they didn’t really get a fair or right idea from visiting other states or other countries. I’m definitely not typical for my race or for that matter for my gender of that race.
But we know one thing for sure. I should be in a more liberal state and actually a more green state. That is something we’ve all agreed on at this point. My uncle from Oregon actually decided when I was just a kid that he could see me living in New York City. I guess I was more business minded or something back then. I don’t know exactly what it was. But he had that decided from the time I was about 5, which is funny. But he’s always been a pretty perceptive guy, so whatever. And as it turns out, apparently my body also wants me to move elsewhere, being that I live in an extremely dry state. Apparently I suffer from the skin type that basically develops weird little quirks and deformities living in a dryer area. You can use some pretty intensive lotions to keep it at bay. But the only way to really get rid of it is to live in a humid area.

Antisocial

My brother’s dog is officially anti social. I forgot to pick her up from daycare yesterday, and then I got home. Then I had to run over, apologizing as I went, just before 10 PM. I had dropped her off, and they didn’t answer. I didn’t see them. But I figured I would just let her out and we would be all good. So I let her out, and I get there, and they say oh no she’s not here. So I asked well did my brother pick her up, which would be really unusual. They then said they’d been out there and not seen her all day. So here I am thinking she’d run off. We went out to call for her, and she took a minute to come running up. But she’d been hiding from all of the other dogs all day. What an anti social little dog.

Empathy In Judging

I find it interesting. Obama has stated that he wants a new justice to replace Justice David Souter that will display empathy. And for some reason, it is angering GOP’s. Why? I mean really, why? It is a justice’s job to interpret the law, yes. But if we wanted machines, then we would not have justices, but machines making the decision. If a person remains unmoved and cannot display empathy, then they have a problem as a human being. I mean we’re not asking for a judge that will stop mid trial and start bawling or anything, just feeling. But in Obama’s terms, it is actually the fact that he’s asking for a judge that can think outside the obvious definitions of the law. He wants a judge who can see the law from more than one perspective. After all, isn’t that how we eliminated slavery and segregation among other things?

Antisocial dogs

My brother’s dog is officially anti social. I forgot to pick her up from daycare yesterday, and then I got home. Then I had to run over, apologizing as I went, just before 10 PM. I had dropped her off, and they didn’t answer. I didn’t see them. But I figured I would just let her out and we would be all good. So I let her out, and I get there, and they say oh no she’s not here. So I asked well did my brother pick her up, which would be really unusual. They then said they’d been out there and not seen her all day. So here I am thinking she’d run off. We went out to call for her, and she took a minute to come running up. But she’d been hiding from all of the other dogs all day. What an anti social little dog.

MILF

My mom has never been, will never be a MILF. I’m glad for that in a lot of ways, because that would just be innately disturbing, at least to me. I mean one of my guy friends has a mom who is a MILF. When I first met her, I thought she was his older sister, when we were in high school. All his other guy friends thought the same thing when they first met her. And all of the girls of course, we all thought she was, and we always thought she was so pretty, and we were jealous. But no, she was his mom, which was so weird. He was cute too though, so no wonder. But honestly, if my guy friends told me that my mom was a MILF, I might throw up a little bit. They might do it just to mess with me because they might find it entertaining. But with my mom, they wouldn’t mean it. But really, I have to wonder sometimes what it’s like when your mom is a MILF. Granted, I’ve never heard of one actually hooking up or anything or basically acting like they might enjoy. But that would be even worse.

Getting Old

Sometimes I think that there is nothing to look forward to in terms of getting old, and actually I don’t just think that, I know that. Luckily, I’m 99% sure I’m never going to reach 50, let alone getting way old. So that’s a plus. But for people who do get old, some people want to get old. That’s the amazing thing. I mean I understand they want to see their grandkids and everything. But at the same point in time, it comes with so many other things. I mean grandkids are great, but not when you really don’t remember them, because you’ve lost it. And all the other health problems that end up with people going into the doctor all the time and ultimately being a burden on the people you love. I don’t know that I could handle all of that. I don’t know that I would want to handle all of that. So I figure it’s probably a good thing I don’t have to think about all this stuff. Even now, my dad is only 55 and already going downhill that way. I don’t think I ever want to be there.

Sunglasses Inside

“I wear my sunglasses at night.” That’s the most retarded song yet one of the most funny I have to say. But I have now come to the point of singing it at one of my coworkers. He has been wearing the most hideous sunglasses, and there are two pairs actually, inside the office! INSIDE! Granted, he has a reason. He was playing basketball and somebody decided to go and try to knock the ball out of his hands. The only problem was they got his eye along the way, and he hasn’t been able to see right since. The doctors have basically said they don’t know how bad the damage is going to be to his sight. But honestly, who does that! Still, he has to protect his eyes from the sun, but inside? It seems a bit excessive to say the least.
We’ve taken it to the entertaining point of calling him by the name of another person who I personally know he does not have a particular affinity for. Someone else actually started that trend, and I was trying to be nice knowing the recent history. So I was saying that’s mean and it doesn’t look that bad.
But truth be told, he actually does look like him in certain ways anyway. He’s not a jerk is the difference. He can be a bit dense. But he’s not rude at all, and harmless. The other guy is a jerk and there’s a reason for the recent history and problems. So it’s really not fair to compare them, even if they do look similar. But the fact that the other guy wears sunglasses inside at all times, which is seriously retarded, and they look alike anyway, it really doesn’t help. But I do feel bad for him. Not only because his eye, but because he looks like a guy he pretty much hates. But it is fun singing a tacky song at him whenever he comes in, even if it’s tacky.

5 Time Lotto Winner

I don’t even know how you win the lotto once, and it seems like I’ve heard about multiple curses with the lottery. And when you do win, half the time you win $5 or you split the pot in general with a bunch of people. But anyway, one woman in West Virginia won the lotto 5 separate times! How do you do that! Her grand total is $167,600. So it’s not way substantial. But at the same point in time, that’s a lot of money and that’s a lot of times winning the lotto which most are unlikely to win once! I have to wonder is she cheating or what? They call it a streak of luck. But I suspect there is something else to it.

When You Let Depression get the best of you

What happens when you let depression get the best of you? That’s always a question floating around for some, especially when you’ve let it get the best of you before. Well, actually I shouldn’t say that. For most of us who have suffered from it before, we don’t really let it get the best of us. But it somehow gets us anyway. We suddenly find ourselves curled up in a ball in the dark crying uncontrollably at times and at other times just barely holding ourselves together, if you can call it that. So I guess the better question is, can you really beat depression or is it just a matter of time.

Homosexuality Is Not A Disease

I saw a blog recently that was talking about how you could keep your child from turning to homosexuality. This made me so sick, and I had to wonder if this person, if this individual actually had children and if one of those children had ever come to the conclusion that they were gay.
At this point, I am not gay. But some of my best friends have been, and frankly, some of my closest friends who I share everything with, even basic emotions with, have been, are gay, and I’ve seen some of what they have gone through with their families. It breaks my heart, because I see so many things with them that I would not wish on somebody I hated let alone somebody I care so much about.
I watched my best friend in the world become estranged from his sister. When his father disowned him, it wasn’t such a big deal, because his father had always been a jerk, and he had always known it was coming. His dad was the ultimate homophobe since the time he was born and before. So there was no way he could deny or avoid it. They never had a relationship, and when kids started telling him he was gay, he had a really hard time with it, partly because he was so afraid still at that time what his dad would do if he was gay and if he found out. That is no way for any child to have to live. And then I introduced him to a group of my buddies at the time, all of whom were either gay or bisexual, except for me. So in that regard, I was the minority. But I was always the minority in other ways, so it didn’t particularly bother me. But for him, when he started associating with that group, it was like something clicked with him that he didn’t have to be afraid anymore. He had asked me before that what I would think if he was gay, and I always told him that it wouldn’t make any difference for me on how I felt about him, the love I had for him as my friend, or anything else. His biggest fears I think were one losing his sister, and two losing me as a friend. When he saw that, it was an eye opening confirmation like she’s not just saying this. Unfortunately, when he came out, his sister, the other person he was worried about, wanted nothing to do with him and basically disowned him with the rest of the family. So I became his family in a way, and I was with him while he got back on his feet and figured out what he was going to do.
The point is homosexuality is not a disease, it’s not a curse, it’s not a bad decision you can teach your child and keep them from making. It is the way some people are made, it is a way of being, it is what it is. And I frankly, someone being homosexual does not make them any less of a family member, a friend, someone you love, someone you know. It would just be great if people could remember that every once in a while.

Why Golden Girls Is Genius

The Golden Girls was a genius, or so I thought as a kid. I was an unusual kid yes. I chose to watch all the superhero cartoons, I was a girl. I was in the ages of PeeWee Herman, I watched Sesame Street, loved Mr. Rogers, Barney annoyed and scared me all at the same time, my sister was watching Teletubbies at the age of 12, which to me made her a freak. I never was forced into I Love Lucy, but I liked Golden Girls sometimes. I have a guy friend whose mom loved I Love Lucy, so he has basically memorized every episode. It’s a little weird. But Golden Girls, there was the mother, who was always a bit crazy to say the least. Then there was there others. One was always like a woman who used to be out on the town all the time and still wanted to be, another was just oddly needy, and there was one who I swore was a man. She was tall, had a certain face, certain build, a certain voice among other things, and I swore she was a man. I was 8 when I decided that.
Now apparently some parents decided that they should get rid of Ernie and Bert because they were gay. First off, they were not gay, and second, so what if they were. They had their nighttime songs and it was cute. No child is going to think oh I bet they’re gay from that. Most adults aren’t weird enough to turn that into a sign that they’re gay. Even now, I don’t see it. I mean I know in the 50’s there was drama over sitcoms that showed married couples going to bed and turning off the lights….ooooh. But come on. I think I watched Sesame Street up until I was 5, maybe 6, and that’s a big maybe. I never thought of that, nor did any of my friends. We didn’t even know what gay was!
But anyway, back to Golden Girls. At 8, I had decided that she was a man, her real name is Bea Arthur. Ironically, Golden Girls started up the same year I was born, though late in that year and I was born earlier. But I loved all the characters, and as far as sex changes, I hadn’t quite worked out all the fine mechanics of what that would take and what that would mean. It just was. But if you remember Blanche Deveraux was young, ambitious(sexually speaking), a playgirl of sorts or at least an older playgirl, etc. Rose Nylund had come from Minnesota to Miami, and she was a bit batty. She was apparently supposed to be Norwegian-American from the upper Midwest. Sophia Petrillo was the oldest, the mother of Dorothy, the one I always thought was a man. She was crazy, made some inappropriate jokes at times, but was by far my favorite character. And Dorothy was the tall one who seemed to show a kind of “Jewish humor” from what I am told now. Either way, wrapped all into one show, this was a genius.

Plants Are Cheaper Than Packaging

There are some people who go out and buy all the unhealthy and prepackaged food out there in the name of saving money, and they somehow think that they do. The average American student, single student I might add, from what I am told spends about $100 a month on groceries, and they are spending it all on ramens, mac & cheese, and other prepackaged food that they think saves them money.
On the other hand there’s me. I have no idea how they spend that much money in a single month, being that I buy a 10 pound bag of rice that costs me now $11-$12 every 2-3 months, a large jar of kimchee every month which costs me about $10, a package of this pickled radish every 2 weeks or so that usually costs me around $4, and then various other fruits and vegetables from the grocery store as I feel like it, strawberries in the seasons from Costco which is about $4 for a 4 pound shell, and I got a 4 pound shell of huge grapes a while ago for $3 which was awesome! All in all, I spend give or take $40-$50 a month on groceries, if that. I realize meat is expensive, and occasionally I buy some little fish from the market. But seriously, groceries, especially healthy groceries it seems, are not that expensive. I don’t see why people think they are. My diet stays pretty simple granted and I buy in bulk to some degree. But why not do it with foods that aren’t going to go bad on me or foods that I can eat more quickly if they do.
The way I figure it, you don’t go vegetarian to save money. You start eating sensibly to save money and to save your health and therefore save on long term bills like medical bills. If you just go vegetarian, you could and many do still stick to macaroni and cheese, ramens, and other very unhealthy prepackaged foods. You wouldn’t be saving money, you wouldn’t be healthier, you would just be vegetarian. But fruits and vegetables, though perishable, are some of the cheapest foods out there! Now I wouldn’t recommend eating blueberries all the time or strawberries out of season, because those are some of the ones that really can get expensive. But Costco’s selection especially is excellent. Romaine hearts are extremely cheap for one and you can get plenty of garnishes to add to your salads to keep it interesting.

Something Wrong WIth The Diet Industry

I swear, there is something seriously wrong with the diet pill industry. I mean really. We seem to go through one ban after another, and we never learn anything from it. Some diet pills like Dexatrim. I think that one went through at least 3 different bans! Isn’t that ridiculous? One of them was on something you find in cold medicines. I mean have you ever really lost weight because of a cold medicine? Not having the cold, but the actual medicine? I haven’t. And yes, there were kids I went to high school with who thought it was cool to drink cold medicine. There was no significant differences in weight because of it.
And then there’s ephedra that has come back now. What is wrong with people? I mean if you’re dead, it isn’t really going to matter if you’re skinny. Maybe when they carry your coffin, it would be easier if you were light. But really, they can take your guts out and stuff you like a turkey if they need to in order to make you light. Or they could just cremate you. Either way, it isn’t going to matter what you weight if you’re dead! I just can’t believe people are buying it. I can see stupid greedy companies making it. But you have to be some kind of idiot to buy it.
And then there was the recent bust of all the companies using prescription drugs. They were relaxants, anti psychotics, stuff like that. They weren’t even prescription diet drugs. I was expecting maybe Phentermine or something when I first heard about it. But no, just ones that have no application to weight loss at all or really….just weird.
And now there’s Hydroxycut. On one hand, I think maybe these people are stupid and suffer from Hepatitis but didn’t want to admit it or just didn’t bother connecting the dots. I think maybe they took a whole bottle all at once. I mean Tylenol can technically cause liver damage in excess. But it’s bad, and realistically, the side effects of caffeine are uncomfortable sometimes, but they’re not this bad. I mean heart attack, stroke, renal failure, seizures, and Rhabdomyolysis. I had to look that one up. But it’s basically the rapid and severe breakdown of the skeletal system! And it can cause kidney damage. They say it can happen due to extreme exercise, after a severe trauma to the body(sometimes years later), earthquakes, bombings, anything that destroys muscle tissue pretty much, obstruction of blood supply to the muscles, electrical shock, severe deficiencies of elements such as carnitine, poisons from heavy metals and venoms from snakes, drug abuse. I fail to see any regular diet pill ingredients in there. I mean some of the drugs found in other ones like Starcaps were anti seizure medications. Even those I don’t think cause that kind of reaction, though the seizures and such as a weird and contradictory thing I could see. And yohimbine, I can see a lot of things wrong with that. But they only have it in their Hydroxycut Hardcore or at least they only list it there. All things considered, I don’t trust any diet pill company to really list all the ingredients right now, especially those with a history like Hydroxycut. Oh, and yohimbine doesn’t actually have anything to do with weight loss, that’s the best part of that part. It has just become an interesting world of diet pills.