Yeah, something like that.
If you're Mormon, pretend that says Gee Golly Crap.
May 31, 2009
Does your mom know you're here? Is she hot?
I have been a hot mess these past three days.
Yeah, something like that.
If you're Mormon, pretend that says Gee Golly Crap.
Yeah, something like that.
If you're Mormon, pretend that says Gee Golly Crap.
I know you hear me. I can taste it in your tears. Holding my last breath. Safe inside myself. Are all my thoughts of you. Sweet raptured light, it ends here tonight.
Here are two pictures from the AVP volleyball thing.
I dont know what kind of exercising the women do, but I need some of that. And a tan too. One that isnt peeling.
I dont know what kind of exercising the women do, but I need some of that. And a tan too. One that isnt peeling.
May 30, 2009
Tags. We need those. Seriously.
What ... a day.
I went to get my tags for my car (totally slipped my mind; i had to pay a late fee. oops). This was after I bought a new camera yesterday. Then today its like, "Oh yes, I need to spend more money that I wasnt planning on spending. Glory."
I get the Tag place. Take a number. Yes, they make you take a number. But its okay because you get to sit in chairs instead of stand in a line. Wait. Text. Bathroom. Text. Its finally my turn then the woman goes, "Do you have your emissions?" What kind of question is that? Who is stupid enough to go to the tag office without their emissi- Wait, we need to get emissions done before we get to this part? Crap.
So yeah, I had to leave the tag office, get my emissions, take a number, et cetera et cetera. This was after an hour long Drug Policy meeting at work. Not to mention on my drive back to work, I sat in traffic for an hour. What are people doing on Barrett Pkwy in Kennesaw at 230 pm. Late lunch? Early ride home? Grrr. So hardly nothing got done today. I have this list @ work of kind of important stuff to do hanging over my head until Monday. And that bugs me.
I ate pretty bad this week being my birthday and all. If I eat anymore bread or carbs, I could possibly turn into a marshmallow. Or a bag of flour. Maybe thats more appropriate.
What a stupid blog.
I went to get my tags for my car (totally slipped my mind; i had to pay a late fee. oops). This was after I bought a new camera yesterday. Then today its like, "Oh yes, I need to spend more money that I wasnt planning on spending. Glory."
I get the Tag place. Take a number. Yes, they make you take a number. But its okay because you get to sit in chairs instead of stand in a line. Wait. Text. Bathroom. Text. Its finally my turn then the woman goes, "Do you have your emissions?" What kind of question is that? Who is stupid enough to go to the tag office without their emissi- Wait, we need to get emissions done before we get to this part? Crap.
So yeah, I had to leave the tag office, get my emissions, take a number, et cetera et cetera. This was after an hour long Drug Policy meeting at work. Not to mention on my drive back to work, I sat in traffic for an hour. What are people doing on Barrett Pkwy in Kennesaw at 230 pm. Late lunch? Early ride home? Grrr. So hardly nothing got done today. I have this list @ work of kind of important stuff to do hanging over my head until Monday. And that bugs me.
I ate pretty bad this week being my birthday and all. If I eat anymore bread or carbs, I could possibly turn into a marshmallow. Or a bag of flour. Maybe thats more appropriate.
What a stupid blog.
May 7, 2009
answerless
Q: whats one thing you recently learned that blew your mind?
I dont know! But I did read a horrible status update that made me realize I still havent conquered this whole "judgmental" problem thing I have but I'm not surprised, so consequentially, mind not blown. [talk about hypocritical. i'm sure i just wrote an impeccable example of a confusing, run-on sentence. go me.]
Someone I know on the internet has apparently "and justed eat a miffin chochlet miffien"
yay!
Blow my mind, please. Before I hit my head against the monitor and do it myself.
What have you recently learned that blew your mind? All 2 of my readers. Rise. Speak. Rawr.
I dont know! But I did read a horrible status update that made me realize I still havent conquered this whole "judgmental" problem thing I have but I'm not surprised, so consequentially, mind not blown. [talk about hypocritical. i'm sure i just wrote an impeccable example of a confusing, run-on sentence. go me.]
Someone I know on the internet has apparently "and justed eat a miffin chochlet miffien"
yay!
Blow my mind, please. Before I hit my head against the monitor and do it myself.
What have you recently learned that blew your mind? All 2 of my readers. Rise. Speak. Rawr.
May 6, 2009
GMap your Soul
One of the new blogs I've come across via twitter is SoulPancake, tagline: Chew on Life's Big questions. Cute ones like why does Christian music suck so much? Twingey questions like Is It Fair To Children To Raise Them Religious? to downright nitty gritty ones such as Mac or PC?
I will blog some of my viewpoints to their questions (with seemingly no answer). The question (or objective) for today is:
Find the location on Google Maps where your soul feels most at home.
I am not a well versed traveler and still dont quite know myself as well as I should (hopefully I'll never know myself 100% because the questions I ask are far more interesting than the ultimate truth anyways).
The past me would be all about Orlando, FL. They have Disney. And Disney has candy. What else does a city need? Roller coasters? Yeah, Orlando has those too. The teen angst-y me would be Seattle WA during the 90s. When I first spent the night at my rich friend's house in high school I was yearning to belong in Zurich but my soul was probably somewhere closer to Macon, GA. And when I discovered yoga I was sure Rishikesh, India was in my blood. And urine.
But at this moment in time, I'm feeling pretty granola. Outdoorsy. But goodness not too outdoorsy. Optimistic. If I had to choose a landscape, I'd want something grand - like mountains! Young tall mountainss! I think this would be perfectly balanced with a calm, serene lake reflecting the sky ... symbolizing how chill and adaptable and patient I can be ... reflective, ponderous (get it? "pond"er ... lake?)
My temporary answer for this question is not a city, but a lake.
Lake Lucerne in Switzerland.
complicated shape
surrounded by mountains
why not?
View Larger Map
You can play along. Or not. I dont care. Because I'm Lake Lucerne and you are Noril'sk in Northern Siberia (apparently one of the ten worst cities to live in. The smelters smoke is saturated with sulfur. The air that you breathe is filled with so much sulfur that the trees do not survive).
I will blog some of my viewpoints to their questions (with seemingly no answer). The question (or objective) for today is:
Find the location on Google Maps where your soul feels most at home.
I am not a well versed traveler and still dont quite know myself as well as I should (hopefully I'll never know myself 100% because the questions I ask are far more interesting than the ultimate truth anyways).
The past me would be all about Orlando, FL. They have Disney. And Disney has candy. What else does a city need? Roller coasters? Yeah, Orlando has those too. The teen angst-y me would be Seattle WA during the 90s. When I first spent the night at my rich friend's house in high school I was yearning to belong in Zurich but my soul was probably somewhere closer to Macon, GA. And when I discovered yoga I was sure Rishikesh, India was in my blood. And urine.
But at this moment in time, I'm feeling pretty granola. Outdoorsy. But goodness not too outdoorsy. Optimistic. If I had to choose a landscape, I'd want something grand - like mountains! Young tall mountainss! I think this would be perfectly balanced with a calm, serene lake reflecting the sky ... symbolizing how chill and adaptable and patient I can be ... reflective, ponderous (get it? "pond"er ... lake?)
My temporary answer for this question is not a city, but a lake.
Lake Lucerne in Switzerland.
complicated shape
surrounded by mountains
why not?
View Larger Map
You can play along. Or not. I dont care. Because I'm Lake Lucerne and you are Noril'sk in Northern Siberia (apparently one of the ten worst cities to live in. The smelters smoke is saturated with sulfur. The air that you breathe is filled with so much sulfur that the trees do not survive).
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