I have been thinking about things that I could post, but unfortunately I sold my soul to school for the semester. Yesh. What was I thinking saving my hard classes till the end of my college experience?!
(No matter. As the song goes, "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger", right?)
Tomorrow is President's Day (one of my favorite holidays, I must admit) and I decided that I would celebrate by writing a little something. There isn't anything too eventful going on for me to talk about, so... I'll resort to the next best thing: Talking about myself. (And... I anticipate about 90% of readers to close their browsers at this point. Aint no thang. You do what you do. Just realize that you may be missing some gems.)
Things about me:
1. I'm living on a steady diet of granola bars. I'm not even joking. Like, two out of three meals a day are granola bars. Not healthy, I know. It's affordable, quick, convenient, and so easy to transport. It doesn't take much to win me over. However, I must admit that once I graduate I may never be able to look at a granola bar the same ever again. Even now.... It's getting painful.
2. Many of you may already know this, but.... If I were to marry a restaurant, it would be Jamba Juice. Not a doubt. I love smoothies. Like, A LOT. What's not to love about eating all of that fruit (or veggies) and never having to chew? Convenient. I like it. Besides that, they are pretty healthy. And they taste groooovy.
3. The day that I learned that Barney wasn't real was a horrific day in my childhood. I remember being FAR more distressed by that information than I ever was concerning anything like Santa Claus. "Barney can be your friend, too, if you just make-believe him"? Um, no. I'm sorry. He actually can't be my friend. My "make believe" is nothing like what it is for the kids of the tele. How dare that friendly, musical reptile and his school children companions lie to me!
I used to dream of what it would be like to be cast as one of the school children. I mean, even from an early age, I didn't think that the children were selected as much by their ability to act as they were to ham it up for the camera. For some reason, I felt that I was particularly gifted in that area and that PBS would be giving us a call any day. The day that I learned the truth about Barney's identity (or reality), all of my dreams begin falling apart. Ah, the mind of a child.
4. I have a strange obsession with dishes. I love to buy dishes. Bowls, antique plates, casserole dishes.... I just love it all. I don't why, I really don't. Some dished just grab me. So I grab them, and take them home (in exchange for money, of course). I had to give myself a ban from buying any more. My poor roommates have to live with this insanity. I also had to ban myself from buying children's books. Or.... really, books in general (but especially children's picture books). Let's be honest- I have had to ban myself from a few things. I just get so excited and then lose all control. But... recognizing it is the first step to recovery, right?
Umm... Okay, I had hoped to write more, but I'm starting to bore myself. Never a good sign.
Happy Presidents Day, everyone!
Um.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorite blog posts ever.
That is all.
Jamba.
Winner.
Also every time I eat there I think of you.
Also.
Barney?
That whole paragraph killed me.
I think you're swell.
These 4 things are marvelous.
You should do more.
Barney. Uh yeah. I refuse to stop believing in Superman. So, there's that.
ReplyDeleteAlso, Jamba. I'd gladly third wheel on one of your dates with Jamba. Sister wives? Can that happen? (Pretend I made at least one normal ish comment on your blog tonight. K Thanks)