my body is my temple...

"we spend so much time and money on things like our cars and houses, and we don't even have them forever... your body is forever"

as i sat debating whether i need to whiten my teeth or not, my roomie spoke these kind words... my temple, eh? probably should have thought of that a few years ago before the over-eating, smoking, heavy coffee drinking, sleep deprivation and drunken binges... i treat my temple like a shitty rented apartment... i barely tend to its true needs -- instead i just follow what my brain wants and cross my fingers all will be well...

having just polished off a meal of st. hubert's and mccain deep and delicious cake, my stomach is slightly bulged and exercise will not be happening... i'm craving a smoke, but luckily have no supply... a pot of coffee is an option, but after the extreme lack of sleep i've had of late, i think it's best that i hit the hay...

maybe i'll get a start on this whole temple business in the morning...