Cereal is delicious, and hell, it's a great way to start the day. I would be lying if I said the prizes offered inside certain cereal boxes didn't sway my decision on what to buy just a little. Ok, ok, fine...it's one of the main reasons I buy it. But I miss the good old days when there would be cool prizes inside boxes. There was a time when I would buy my favorite breakfast cereals and there would be cool prizes inside... like...I dunno...a Matchbox racecar! Which was usually followed by something along the lines of "%$@# yeah! I'm sold!"

Nowadays I can get 2 Great Clips haircuts for the price of 1... Somebody pinch me, I must be dreaming...Just what I've always wanted.

What a convenient and practical prize. Thanks general mills... That's almost as disappointing as when you get socks as a present for your 7th birthday. I want to send their advertising department a consolation letter saying, "A 2 for 1 haircut special?! Really? Really!? What's next? A free trip to the dentist?"

They must be targeting the soccer mom demographic because there really is no other explanation I can think of for such a lameass prize. Fuck..I'm bored. I'm writing about cereal...heh. Still I wonder if there's a store nearby where I can buy some Count Chocula... I can't find his delicious Transylvanian ass anywhere.

The Men's Restrooms are always filthy

There are almost always "interesting" things written on the walls of men's restroom stalls (Maybe inside women's restroom stalls too? Never been inside one so I couldn't say). I think the UC Davis art building restroom has the best stuff. Maybe I'll take some shots and post them later. But I what I found in the restroom at the memorial union written on the seat cover dispenser... was "wow". I wasn't sure if I should laugh or just be thoroughly disgusted. Luckily, I came across this way after 5/7. I mean, I know there's that whole foot-tapping subculture...gay men have been Larry Craiging it for quite some time now. But I didn't think it would be opely advertised like that. Maybe it was simply written there as a joke, but who knows? At any rate, I really don't want to find out, heh.

I ordered Chinese food not enterotoxin!

Last Sunday my roommate and I went out to this Chinese restaurant that I will leave unnamed. He was raving about how good it was the whole way. I ordered the blackpepper chicken dish and I suppose it tasted alright. I guess I'm just not a huge fan of Chinese because it didn't really leave a lasting impression. There was way too much fat on the chicken to begin with, but that's beside the point. It was the after effects of the food that made me hate the place. I spent most of Monday at home writhing in pain. Heh so yeah, now I know where to go if I'm ever looking for some gastrointestinal punishment.