lemonz, lemonz, lemonz: Day Zero.

I do NOT do anything reccomended by celebrities. Almost on purpose and mostly because it's incredibly shallow to base one's life on something because someone in front of a camera all day said it was cool. I WILL, however do something out of good old fashioned peer pressure. Which is the case with the next 10 days of my life.
The Master Cleanse: developed in the 40s as a pre-hippie hippie naturalist holistic healers all natural organic cleanse, this process consists of drinking what total up to be about a hundred glasses of a lemonade made of fresh squeezed lemons, maple syrup and cayene pepper. It sound awful, but I had my first sips tonight and must say its not too bad! TOO bad.
So what's the point!? I'm not a hokus pokus-zen garden- fung shui- kharmalized hippster granola looking to be one with the Earth or anything. But I am tired a lot, fat a lot, slow a lot, indigestioned a lot couch potato with slow synapses. And according to the 148 positive reviews of this particular granola's brand of resetting the old body, this might just take care of all that and then some.
Plus, of course, there is the added bonus pressure of two other crazies doing it too. I just can stand a missed chance at comraderie.
So, feel free to come along with me on a very strange physical journey through the Master Cleanse. And please, if I start blogging whacked out messages, hunt me down and kncok the lemonade from my hands

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