Monday, November 30, 2009
Thank you for leaving the empty egg carton in the fridge. It's important that egg cartons stay cold even when the eggs are long gone. I loved finding the empty poptart container. You know how I love to reminisce about the poptarts once there! The empty peanut butter bar box was just priceless! I know you left it in there for me to admire. I do love the look of empty boxes in the cupboards.
Thank you again, Family.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Today has been an awesome day. First, Mason finally broke the code to get our modem to connect with our Netgear router. Now we don't have to steal our neighbor's wireless ... We have our own! Yay! I had to go on some super geek's website in order to get detailed instructions to break into the modem and reconfigure the settings. I am very thankful for super geeks!
Second, I also got the instant streaming disc from Netflix, so that I can stream movies from the internet to my TV. Since I have my own wireless I can actually connect to it now! It's the best thing Netflix has ever come up with. Basically, you can watch movies that are available as instant play on Netflix through your PS3 or Xbox 360 and onto your TV. If you have a PS3, they'll send you a disc in addition to your other DVD's, but if you have a 360, you don't even need the disc, you can download it through the 360. It's so much better than trying to watch movies on your computer. We have a PS3 and two Xbox's connected to the instant stream. It's awesome! The best part is that if you have the instant disc, you never have to send it back to Netflix. Once you update your queue on Netflix it automically updates the disc. YAY! Of course, new releases aren't available, but it's good for times when you've either watched all of your other DVD's or there's nothing on TV that you're interested in. Since the only decent video rental place in my area has closed down, I am very, very thankful for Netflix!
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Earlier today Mason and I were watching college football and this came on the screen. We did a double-take and then had to rewind it ... Since when did the Patriots steal the infamous Viking horn? Or the Saints the giant green G of the Packers?
Was this a mistake or a sign of things to come? Or maybe MNF just hasn't recovered from the shock of the smackdown the Minnesota Vi'queens made on the Packers.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Black Friday stare down.
This was my third Black Friday. It wasn't as fun as last Black Friday and I think it's because I actually wanted something in the ads this year. I really, really wanted to score a 32'' Emerson HDTV from Walmart for $248 (originally $348). I didn't get it.
I had it all planned out too: We would start our drive to Parkersburg, WV at 3:00am. We'd go first to Elder Beerman and leave there at 4:45am and head to Walmart for the official start of Black Friday sales at 5:00am. Well, everything went smoothly until we pulled into Walmart's parking lot. Hellacious! There was no place to park so Mason dropped me off at the door. There were so many people that you could barely walk, let alone navigate a cart I stole from some guy! It was absolute hell. They were all sold out of the TV's. Crap. Mason was still circling the lot for a parking spot when I called to tell him the bad news. I asked him to get on his iphone and see if they were still in stock online. Of course they weren't. Bummer. It literally took me 45 minutes to exit Walmart and I didn't even buy anything!
I was in a fairly foul mood after Walmart. Partially because I didn't get the TV and partially because it was pure insanity. I got over it pretty quickly, though. We went back to the mall and browsed and shopped and had a good time. Some of my Black Friday bargains include:
A 32'' Vizio HDTV $338 (originally $400)
A Columbia Jacket $40 (originally $150)
Some other kind of jacket $30 (originally $100)
Dress shirts 50% off
Hoodies $20 (originally $55)
Earrings 50% off
Wallet $15 (orginally $45)
I will definitely be going Black Friday shopping next year, but this time without the intent of scoring anything in the ads. For me, it's more fun just to see what I stumble across!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
I'm not a huge Thanksgiving fan, but our's ended up turning out pretty darn good. Even the dogs enjoyed the meal!
Now, I'm off to finish my glass of wine, pour myself another one and plan out my route for Black Friday!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Walmart censors things ... like music. The fact that Walmart thinks they're some kind of Morality Police just really irks me. And, it doesn't even make sense. They make artists edit their lyrics in order to allow their CD's to be sold at Walmart, but then they sell "R" rated movies? Huh? I don't get it. What's the difference? One could argue that the content in any of those Saw movies is probably more harmful than Green Day's 21st Century Breakdown album. Yet, Green Day's music is considered so offensive that it must either be censored or not stocked. Kudos to Green Day, by the way, who refused to do a clean version for Walmart! Makes me like Green Day even more!!
I don't know. It's ridiculous to me. I hate censorship. I wish, though, that if Walmart was going to censor anything they'd censor Glenn Beck and his idiotic book. To me, Glenn Beck and the content of his show and book are more offensive than anything Snoop Dogg could say.
Just my two cents.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
This guy had a faux license plate hanging underneath the real one. You can kind of see it in the pic, but unfortunately I couldn't get a close-up since I was driving. The faux license was just a little too awesome not to blog about, so I've recreated it for you below:
What a chach! I hope this guy is single. Sadly, though, I have a feeling that the beater truck along with his License to Thrill, probably sucked some poor girl in.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Let me begin my review of New Moon by saying that I thought the movie was just fine. I didn't love, love, love it, but I also didn't hate it. It was fine. I was entertained. I'm just not Twilight-obsessed I guess.
The special effects in New Moon weren't amazing, but some were pretty cool. The werewolves were the best special effect in my opinion. And, the best part of the show. They're so much more badass than the Vamps in this series. And so much hotter. Who wants skinny, pasty-white Edward when you could be hooking up with the awesomeness that is Jacob?
I also thought there were some cheesy moments in New Moon. The one that sticks out most in my mind is when we first see Edward in the movie. Cue the wind, the music, and the slo-mo walk. Yeah it was super cheesy and gross since Edward is nasty looking anyway. Another moment of cheese is when Alice "sees" Bella as a vampire in the future and Bella and Edward are romping through the forest all happy-like and in love. Even the audience was laughing at that part.
The problem I had with Bella in the first movie carried over to this one as well. She's so dramatic. I mean, Bella hardly ever smiles in this movie. She's a total Emo. I get why Edward digs her 'cause he's the same way - an over-dramatic Vamp. I cannot for the life of me understand, though, what Jacob finds attractive about that sour-puss with legs. He could do so much better!
Probably the biggest problem I have with Twilight, though, is the main story line - the romance between Bella and Edward. I know it's "just a movie" but I am bothered by the intensity of their relationship with one another. I don't know how long they've been dating, but it can't be more than a few months. And, ****SPOILER ALERT***** they're going to get married and Edward is going to "change" Bella now? I mean, WTH! Dude, you're a teenager! You've known this guy for like 3 months and now you are going to become a Vampire, which, by the way, is something that can't be undone when you two break-up! I don't know, that bothers me. Every high school girl has a boyfriend that is the "love of her life" and they're going to be together "forever." Annnnnnnnd, that never happens!
I also am not totally clear why Bella wants to become a Vamp so badly. It was pretty apparent in the movie that she is obsessed with age even though she's just a teenager. The problem, in her eyes, is that Edward will always look the same, while she will grow old and wrinkley. So is that why she is desperate to be turned? So she stops aging? That's ridiculous to me if that's the reason, but I didn't really get that part. Maybe it would help if I read the books?
So, although I thought New Moon was entertaining, the Twilight saga is not even in the same ballpark as my favorite show, True Blood. In my opinion, True Blood is the adult version of what Twilight is for kids. True Blood offers gore, erotica, great characters, great acting, suspense, humor, and adult plot lines. Twilight offers a teenage romance, a bit of cheese, and a hot Werewolf. True Blood can't top the hotness of Jacob the Werewolf as of yet.
For the kiddies in your life, I would recommend the Twilight series. However, you may want to read an interesting critique of it here. For all adults, just bypass Twilight and head straight to True Blood. The series won't disappoint. If I had to sum up True Blood in three words, I would say: Boobs, blood, and badass-ness.
True Blood wins in the Vamp wars, hands down.
My plan was to go see New Moon and then write a little review of the movie. But, all of the earlier shows sold out, so I had to go to the 10:10pm showing and just got home a few minutes ago. It's 12:55am and I need some sleepy time, so I'll post my review tomorrow. I know you all are just dying to know what I thought of it!! The only thing I'll reveal tonight is that I am Team Jacob all the way :)
Friday, November 20, 2009
Today was an exciting day, because my lovely new washer and dryer were delivered! During the delivery, I locked the dogs in my bedroom to keep them out of the way. Well, apparently, they were pretty effing pissed at me for doing this. And, I was pretty effing pissed at them when I discovered what they did. They completely tore up the carpet around the door. Totally ripped it up. Yeah ... really not happy with them right now.
Maybe they'll run away tonight and find a new family to live with!!!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
I can't believe I'm gonna say it, but my new favorite thing to watch is UFC. Tiffany has been trying to get me to watch it for years and I've never been interested. Now I'm totally obsessed with it!
So far my favorite fighters are: Dan Hardy, Georges St. Pierre, and Randy Couture.
I am even considering paying for Pay-Per-View fights and I'm a total cheapskate! WTH!!??
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
My cellphone inbox text messages from the last hour exactly as received, minus the identity of those who sent them:
1: Love ya bitch!
2: I'm feeling really facetious and mean today. But too tired to do anything about it.
3: I love you with all my heart!
4: That's why u smack 'em
5: Hey! I just saw ur message. 6:30pm. Bring 12 pack.
6: Me too
7: oh great
8: I'm sorry. Just remember my undying love for you.
9: You hate me!!
10: Yes, lets keep in touch
11: thats sad
12: Nooooooooooooooooo way!
13: LOL ur a perv
14: o yeah sorry
15: I don't think anyone here is excited so sad
16: Yeah. im a few pages away from finishing but i keep nodding off
17. we screwed sista
18. dont hate appreciate
19. I know. It's gay. I wish I had my pillow though.
20. Haha! Im not worried.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Do you prefer the toilet paper roll to hang over, like the one pictured above, or under?
I prefer over. If I had to guess I would say that 99% of the population prefers this as well. If you pay attention, the toilet paper is always in the over position in bathrooms ranging from work to Walmart to Applebee's to any hotel you'll visit to probably all of your friends' houses.
Why is this?
I can only speak for myself, but personally the over position is more accessible to grabbing the paper and yanking it off. The under position is more complicated since the paper seems to be not as easy to grab and, often, you have to try to find where the open piece is hanging from. With the over position the open piece is always visible. Further, it seems that, at least in my house, when the paper is hung in the under position it always ends up partially unrolling onto the floor. This is probably because it's more difficult to grab and yank in the under position leading to the excess spooling onto the floor. And, who wants to use toilet paper that's been touching the floor even if it is to wipe your buttocks??? Yuck. Not me!
So, which way does yours hang?
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Remember the post a week or so ago about my sense of impending doom? You'll recall that I couldn't figure out where it was coming from and I thought perhaps it may be some kind of an internal warning, since the last time I felt it my fridge broke and I had to fork out my hard-earned cash to replace it? Yeah, well, today my washer broke. The motor blew. Apparently my internal warning signals upcoming applicance disaster.
Yay for me.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
It was a beautiful day today. Made even more beautiful since it's the middle of November and soon, very soon, these days will be long gone ...
Even though I love days like this, they also remind me why I prefer ice cold weather. You see, perfect days like today make people want to be outside. One, I don't really like people all that much, but, two, in my neighborhood you don't want people to be outside. In Chauncelot, it means that there are swarms of unsupervised children wreaking havoc upon the neighborhood; it means, Hotdog, my neighbor's weiner dog, escapes from the house and pees all over the plants in my garden; it means, several teenage girls dress up in their skankwear and roam the streets thinking they look hot; it means, I have to scan the road carefully for Albert to avoid hitting him with my car when driving home; it means, I have to watch cats have sex on my neighbor's porch; it means, that in Chauncelot all of the crazies come out from their self-imposed hibernation during cold weather.
And that is exactly why I love Winter.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
This is a glass filled with ice, but no water.
Because I have no water. It's shut off. And, yes, I paid the bill on time. I just happen to live in an area that enjoys turning off the water every other day. You're right, I'm exaggerating. It's not everyday, but it's a-freakin'-lot. And, the water is always shut off at the most inconvenient time ... WHEN I'M HOME!
I don't know what the friggin' problem is at the water place and why they can't keep the water running for more than 72 hours at a time, but I'd really like a full-fledged investigation into this matter. Jesus H. Christopher. I have freakin' dishes to do! I have poo that needs to be flushed! I have a life to live! I have things to do and people to see! I want to make coffee! I want to hear the comforting *drip* *drip* of my faucets! I want to fill my dogs' water bowl!
My dogs are going to die of thirst now.
I'm going to die of thirst.
I don't want to drink the breast milk of a cow.
But, I must ... if I want to live.
For the love of Santa Claus, give me water!
I will never have running water again.
I will have to melt the ice in my freezer.
My evening without water blows.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
This is my family tree project. It's not totally done yet as I have some more pictures to add and I'd like to do some kind of a cool scroll with family names on it, but it's pretty close to finished. I think it looks pretty awesome and it was really cheap to do.
If you don't already know, I'm a total cheapskate. Don't get me wrong, I love to spend money, but there's not much of that around these days, so I had to do it all on the cheap. The only money I spent was on the frames, which cost me $24 bucks at the Dollar Store. Some of the pictures were scanned in and sent to me over email, so I did use ink and photo paper to print them out, but I already had that stuff so I didn't have to purchase anything extra!
Anyway, now that this is close to done I need another cheap project to get started on!!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Today I ...
lit candles and let them burn all day.
made chocolate chip cookies and ate way too much of the dough.
finished Child 44 which turned out to be an excellent read after the first 75 pages or so.
worked on my black and white picture project.
was a good day.
Monday, November 9, 2009
A while back, I purchased the infamous book, The Secret. For those of you who haven't heard of it, it's a book that will supposedly transform your life. It's basic premise is the law of attraction: like attracts like. If you think it, believe it, then you will receive it. It's pretty much just glorified positive thinking. The book argues that "the universe" will deliver you whatever you want: a car, a million dollars, a jock strap, an airplane, a new job, a big booger, etc, etc. All you have to is think positively, believe that you will have what you want and then ba-da-bing (!) you have it. According to The Secret, thoughts become things.
At first, I was taken in by the secret of The Secret. You see, although I try my best not to be, at heart, I'm really a cup-is-half-empty kind of a girl and I really believed that I could improve my life by utilizing the coveted secret. "Maybe positive thinking is worth it," I thought to myself. I read the book. Read it three times, in fact. It wasn't until the last time through, though, that I began to think that something was just so wrong about this book. I even googled "flaws of The Secret" to see if I could pinpoint what I was sensing, but of course all of the websites I found were attacking the supposed "anti-Christian" content in The Secret. Booooo. They were no help.
One morning, after a night filled with strange dreams about Mason being a dog-hoarder and a Great Dane eating off my left hand, I realized what my problem is with The Secret. It's this particular statement and concept that is pervasive throughout the book: "Nothing can come into your experience unless you summon it through persistent thoughts" (pg. 43). It makes the argument that any negative situation or experience you have, is because you have basically willed it into your life. So, wait. If I get breast cancer, it's because I thought it into my body? If I get laid off from my job, it's because I thought it into my life? If my house is burglarized, it's because I thought it into existence? I can go on and on about all the negative, terrible, horrific experiences that people can have or circumstances they may live in. I would have a difficult time telling a homeless person, "Oh sorry, but you're homeless because you apparently wanted to be. You should read The Secret, though, it will change your life!" I don't buy it. To me, this is a bunch of bullcrappy.
Now, don't get me wrong, I don't think positive thinking is a bad thing. And, I do think that persistent negative thinking can have negative effects on people. I believe negative thinking can sometimes inhibit resiliency and the ability to bounce back from a crisis. I believe that it can affect health. Too much stress can definitely make us sick and weaken our immune systems. And, too much negativity can simply make people unpleasant to be around. We all have someone in our lives that is a "Debbie Downer." No one likes them!
My problem, however, with the positive thinking movement and, The Secret, in particular is that it places all the pressure on the individual. You think it, you create. Whatever your situation is, you have no one to blame but yourself. The real secret about The Secret is that it is just more of the same ol' individualistic, "pull yourself up by your bootstraps" mentality that helps maintain status quo. Most of the problems we experience as individuals are part of a larger problem. In other words, our individual problems are never unique to us. I bet whatever your problem is, you can find a few thousand others who have the same one. Anyone want to admit to the green poo problem with blue Mountain Dew? No? Oops, forget I said anything then. The point is, that we need to stop blaming individuals for their problems. We've been doing this forEVER and it gets us nowhere. We need to start looking at things as a collective. How did we ALL create the circumstances that many find themselves in?
I think we should put the negative back in the equation and get on with our crappy lives. Forget about the positive thinking movement! Too much positivity simply blows.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Bikers bother me. Not all of them, just a select few. I guess I don't understand why bikers feel the need to ride in the middle of the road. Go to a freakin' trail!! To me, riding your bike that only goes like 3 miles per hour on a roadway meant for fast-moving vehicles, is a total safety hazard.
I almost killed the guy, aka "The Douche," pictured above. And, no it's not because I took his picture while driving, it's because he decided to ride his bike in the middle of a curvey road. I drove around a curve and had to slam on my brakes because there's The Douche happily pedaling away. Then, instead of realizing what an idiot he is for almost getting himself killed and moving to the side so traffic could go around him, he continues pedaling in the middle of the lane. Lucky me. So along we move ... The Douche: pedaling so fast his legs look like they might break off and, yet, only moving at a turtle's past. Me: thinking thoughts of death and destruction and trying not to slam my foot against the gas. The guy in the car behind me took out his anger by revving his engine and laying his hand on the horn and not letting up. I loved it!
Eventually we ran into two of his biker friends. Yay! I had three biker-douches/douche-bikers to deal with! Luckily it was only for a short period of time until, for some odd reason, they moved to the side of the road. This is when I captured a picture of The Douche.
To all the bikers out there, please enlighten me on some things: Why do you ride your bikes in traffic lanes? Why do you choose to bike on roads that have blind curves and could get you or someone else killed? Do the seats hurt your butt after awhile? Does it squish your testicles? Does biking exercise anything beside your legs? What, in particular, do you enjoy about biking?
Thank you for your time.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Some would probably argue that I'm committing a major fashion faux pas by wearing socks with my flip flops. Normally, I would agree. Anywhere from April to the end of October it is definitely not appropriate to pair socks with sandals. Why? I don't know. I just arbitrarily chose that time frame and it just seems right.
I believe, however, that from November through the end of March it is totally necessary and appropriate to wear socks and sandals. Sandals are one of the most comfortable shoes around and why should we stop wearing them during the winter just because someone decided it's a fashion faux pas?! The answer is WE SHOULDN'T! And, I won't!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Today I woke up with butterflies in my stomach. It appears I'm ending my day with something even more intense, an odd sense of impending doom. It's like a heavy, heavy feeling that something bad is going to happen, but you don't know what it is. It hit me suddenly on my drive home tonight. One minute things were fine, the next minute a massive attack of evil feelings.
The butterflies are easily identifiable. I think I was just anticipating a work event I had going on tonight and wondering if I would get everything done that needed to be done and how it would turn out, etc, etc. But, I have no idea where the impending doom feelings are coming from ... The thing that freaks me out, though, is that when I've had this feeling in the past something bad usually happens shortly thereafter. For instance, a couple of months ago I had a horrible feeling that something was wrong and I just couldn't shake it and then a couple of days later my fridge broke and I had to fork out $1500 for a new one! Alright, alright, maybe that's not that bad, but it still sucked!! So, maybe this feeling is like an internal warning that I need to prepare for a crappy situation. Too bad I don't know what I'm preparing for!!!
I'll keep you posted on any doom-like situations I experience over the next week!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
So I found this website called Face of the Future. Lately, I have been obsessing over what I will look like as an old lady, so I googled "what will I look like as an old person" and found this website. It ended up having several different "faces" that you can morph yourself into and, of course, I had to try them out. Let me just say it was very disappointing and kind of disturbing. Here are some of my morphs ....
Supposedly, this is me as an old woman. To me, it just looks like someone did a bad job with the effect feature in Paint Shop Pro.
Me as a Chimpanzee/Ape. I can see the chimp resemblance, so I'm going to say this morph is actually pretty good.
OMG. Me as a baby. Freakin' scary as hell! I look like a psycho, killer baby. If this was my baby, I would ... Well, I'm not even gonna say what I would do.
Me as Art. Interesting ...
Me as a cartoon. I hate cartoons.
Me as a man. F-f-f-f-f-freaky! I totally look like my brother in this picture .... My art teacher in high school once told me that my brother and I look exactly alike, except that I have long hair. This picture confirms it.
In conclusion, I guess I never really accomplished what I set out to do which was to find out what I will look like as an old lady. *SIGH* I did learn, however, that this particular website does not do a good job at morphing into anything that looks remotely realistic. I think it should just stick to doing the art and cartoon morphs and stay away from doing morphs that supposedly transform you into actual groups of people. I mean, come on, the baby was just plain scary!!!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Alive, healthy, green
With me they wither and die
Why do I kill plants?
Watering I do
Never get it right I guess
Death, dead, die they do
Oh, little dead plant
Succumbed quite long ago
Why do I keep you?
Monday, November 2, 2009
1. I hate cartoons.
2. I am irritated at least 20 times every day.
3. I have concluded that positive thinking is overrated.
4. I am in the shower everyday by exactly 6:02am.
5. My carpet has ga-billions of stains on it.
6. I prefer to be anti-social.
7. I regret not continuing on with my education after getting my Masters.
8. I bought the song "Tardy for the Party."
9. I miss my family ... alot.
10. Sometimes I wish bad things on people.
11. I believe in ghosts.
12. I've never seen a ghost.
13. My feet smell.
14. Scented candles give me a headache.
15. I don't get why humans drink the breast milk of another animal.
16. I like to drink Orange Juice after brushing my teeth.
17. I wish I was a computer geek.
18. Change scares me.
19. I don't get all the butt touching and butt slaps in male sports.
20. I love to swear.
21. I used to pass out in tanning booths.
22. Most people don't really know me.
23. I like making "To Do" lists.
24. I love Woody Allen even though he's a scumbag.
25. I think Aunt Jodi is an even bigger loser than either Jon or Kate Gosselin.
26. Other people's children bother me.
27. I am watching CNN.
28. I have full conversations through texting.
29. Anything Disney frightens me.
30. The movie Awake was dumb.
31. I like vaseline.
32. My left butt cheek hurts right now.
33. My blood blister mysteriously fell off my thumb yesterday.
34. I have African masks hanging in my bathroom.
35. I believe I have lower standards than most people when it comes to housekeeping.
36. I like my eyes.
37. I have man hands.
38. I think rich people should be generous.
39. If I was rich, I don't think I would be generous.
40. Most of the time, I don't say what I really think.
41. I got this blog idea from The Erin O'Brien Owner's Manual for Human Beings.
42. I cyber-stalk certain people.
43. I make up fake status updates and post them on Facebook and Twitter.
44. Cell phones are both a godsend and a curse.
45. I found a rotting summer squash in my fridge this morning.
46. I litter.
47. I don't want to take my dogs for a walk tonight, but I'm going to.
48. My dogs have pink collars and camouflage leashes.
49. Most of my socks have holes in them.
50. There are too many meetings in this world.
51. I have bad posture.
52. I brush my hair and that's about all I do with it.
53. I only wear mascara these days.
54. I care, but yet I don't.
55. I think I'm mildly dyslexic.
56. I'm really not lazy.
57. This has only taken me about 10 minutes.
58. I'm craving donuts.
59. I think the full moon has crazy effects on people.
60. I'm pretty sure this guy I see at the post office everyday is a murderer.
61. I love checking the mail.
62. I wish I had a pop right now.
63. My sister is cool.
64. So is my brother.
65. I accidentally left a candle burning all night last night.
66. I am very superstitious.
67. I obsess over making dinner.
68. I hate Sunday nights.
69. I make my own laundry detergent.
70. I like mayhem and chaos.
71. I know what people have said about me, but they don't know that I know.
72. I worry.
73. Mason thinks I shouldn't have put on here that my feet smell.
74. But they do.
75. I shop at the Goodwill.
76. I have tons of clocks in my house, but none of the times match the others no matter how hard I try.
77. How are rabbits and chocolate related to Easter again?
78. I think I'm a pretty good writer.
79. I hate when people say "va-jj."
80. Sometimes I think my phone is tapped.
81. I'm eating ice cream cake.
82. I can't wait to go shopping on Black Friday.
83. I believe in conspiracy theories.
84. I still think the swine flu is over-hyped.
85. It amazes me how dumb smart people can be.
86. I have to roast coffee tonight.
87. Our bookshelves are made from old bunk bed frames.
88. I will never be able to blog about certain things.
89. Don't do it!
90. Do it!
91. I like saying the phrases "Mother of God" or "Mother-effer."
92. I love Kathy Griffin.
94. Thank you.
95. Where did the saying "to hell in a handbasket" come from?
96. I write Haikus.
97. I used to work in an even crazier version of The Office.
98. I think we live in Heaven and Hell.
99. The word "infinity" freaks me out and makes me crazy if I think about it for too long.
100. There is more to me than my blog, my Facebook page, or my Twitter updates.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I'm addicted to Chapstick. Seriously. If I accidentally leave it at home or run out without a spare nearby, I'm in trouble. My lips chap up immediately and all I can think about is Chapstick and how much I need it. I know it's psychological, but still. In those kind of dire circumstances, I have resorted to using cuticle cream, lotion, vaseline, Burt's Bees Miracle Salve ... pretty much anything that I can put on my lips until I can get my hands on a tube of Chapstick. I actually prefer Burt's Bees lip stuff, but it's like $3 for one tube, whereas Chapstick is like $2 for three tubes. I go through so much of it that it makes more financial sense to use the cheap stuff!