The Trash!

So, I have decided that my blog is no longer just going to be about my professional work. I mean I have so much to share everyday, why not blog. I don't know who is going to read it, but who cares! I was just about to snuggle up in my bed with the cooling sheets (yes, cooling. It's hot in LA), when I went to the bathroom and noticed my trash can. I never understood why they made really tiny bathroom trash cans. Obviously, when I went to purchase one myself, I bought a normal size one. Well, as I looked out, I started to notice that since it's not tiny, I don't empty it. It just gathers months of old floss, and random box and containers of products I have used over the last couple of months. It's like a vault of my bathroom live filled with random treasures (like the KY box, and my old deodorant container). My mind starts racing about human wise and the human stamp. It kills me! I mean, where is my super duper plastic bottle for deodorant going to go? How long is it going to take to decompose? It kills me. Living in an apartment, they don't really have a recycle bin expect for what gets you 10 cents for returning. My trash company claims that it sorts all the trash from recyclables, but I don't know. On Oprah they did a special on a section of ocean between California and Japan that is all trash and get this...it is twice the size of Texas and growing. It's unbelievable. It just made me think, so that is my blog for tonight.