What could I have possibly done to make the World mad?
I mean, seriously. This is getting ridiculous.
Work problems. Cell phone problems that can't be fixed until a Father calls about the malfunctioning phone. Can't find the dang album I want to buy. Migraine headache that's been trying to get at me for days.
And boy, when it comes, it's going to be bad. Like bad in the worst way.
Is it that hard to get someone to print me off a frickin' official high school transcript? I'm getting the run-around. And then, I get no one. I am getting angry.
Thank Heavens I know people who can make me laugh.
* * *
I work with this kid I graduated with from high school. He's the head cook for the concession portion of the Casino. I go to buy some candy earlier this morning and he was all like, "Dude, let me make you something awesome! I can cook like nobody's business."
And I guess I must have had this "Uh-huh, yeah, I'm sure" looks on my face. Because he gets all serious and says, "Hey. I may have been an ass in high school, but I am not one now." He pauses. "I think."
Tuesday, June 28
Sunday, June 26
It's Official.
I hate my job.
I absolutely, positively despise it and wish it would die.
If I have another night like last night, I am quitting. I don't care if it makes me dirt poor. I'll live.
I will not live if I have another night like last night.
Someone kill me now.
I absolutely, positively despise it and wish it would die.
If I have another night like last night, I am quitting. I don't care if it makes me dirt poor. I'll live.
I will not live if I have another night like last night.
Someone kill me now.
Saturday, June 25
Things I've Noticed
I used to think Orlando Bloom was awesome.
Two months ago, I woke up and realized that he can't act to save his life. I've spent the last two years blinded by his pretty face. But that's all he is: a pretty face, no substance.
He should have been a model.
ETA: Years later, I retract this realization. I like him. He acts well. The end.
* * *
Someone needs to shut Tom Cruise up before something bad happens to him. He thinks he can go around blurting out stuff all the time because he's Tom Cruise! He knows everything! He studies everything!
I wanted to see War of the Worlds. Wanted being the key word there.
I no longer want to see it. I don't care who directed it.
Then, I started thinking about Tom's other movies and which ones I've liked. And the only one I even liked at all was Mission Impossible.
I think he needs to restrain himself. I understand that he has his opinions and he is entitled to have these opinions and speak his opinions without judgement (everyone's entitled to their opinions and we shouldn't judge opinions), but I'm having a really hard time with this.
I think maybe if he had always been this outspoken and wild acting, it wouldn't bother me so much. But it really just seems to me that he has exploded in the media recently. This suggests a big publicity stunt in order to boost War of the Worlds.
I don't know about Tom Cruise anymore.
* * *
Why do the new country singers sing through their nose? If all it took was singing through your nose, I know a lot of people who would make it big.
Quit singing through your dang nose! You can sing without sounding Nanny-esque.
There's one country singer that I have in mind. But I care not to remember her name. I just wish she'd stop singing through her nose.
* * *
Speaking of country singers, I am beginning to dislike Toby Keith more and more. I used to like him back in the day. But now.... not so much.
I think my dislike for Toby Keith started when he released that song, The Angry American. I have... issues with that song.
I'm thankful for the freedom we have in America. I'm grateful to every soldier who has fought to maintain that freedom.
But... We'll put a boot in your ass, it's the American way ???
How is that "the American way?" Does our Constitution say anything about putting boots in people's asses?
'Cause, I mean, I've read it on more than one occasion, and I don't remember that line being anywhere in the official document of our country.
* * *
I love Garden State. I don't care who knows it.
My favorite scene is where they yell into the abyss. That just looks like all kinds of fun.
* * *
Did you know, that when in proper working order, windshield wipers will remove moisture from the windshield?
I had heard that windshield wipers performed that function. But it's been so long since mine have been in working order. I had forgotten. I had been in need of new windshield wipers for over a year.
Windshield wipers are a good thing.
* * *
I don't care for being an adult.
Working all the time just to pay off bills is not what I'd call fun.
As a child, you seemed to have time for everything. But now? There isn't enough time to do everything you need to do in one day.
Does anyone know how to get in contact with Peter Pan? I'd very much like a visit from Peter and Tink. I could be persuaded to run away to Neverland, I think.
How very easily I could be persuaded.
Two months ago, I woke up and realized that he can't act to save his life. I've spent the last two years blinded by his pretty face. But that's all he is: a pretty face, no substance.
He should have been a model.
ETA: Years later, I retract this realization. I like him. He acts well. The end.
* * *
Someone needs to shut Tom Cruise up before something bad happens to him. He thinks he can go around blurting out stuff all the time because he's Tom Cruise! He knows everything! He studies everything!
I wanted to see War of the Worlds. Wanted being the key word there.
I no longer want to see it. I don't care who directed it.
Then, I started thinking about Tom's other movies and which ones I've liked. And the only one I even liked at all was Mission Impossible.
I think he needs to restrain himself. I understand that he has his opinions and he is entitled to have these opinions and speak his opinions without judgement (everyone's entitled to their opinions and we shouldn't judge opinions), but I'm having a really hard time with this.
I think maybe if he had always been this outspoken and wild acting, it wouldn't bother me so much. But it really just seems to me that he has exploded in the media recently. This suggests a big publicity stunt in order to boost War of the Worlds.
I don't know about Tom Cruise anymore.
* * *
Why do the new country singers sing through their nose? If all it took was singing through your nose, I know a lot of people who would make it big.
Quit singing through your dang nose! You can sing without sounding Nanny-esque.
There's one country singer that I have in mind. But I care not to remember her name. I just wish she'd stop singing through her nose.
* * *
Speaking of country singers, I am beginning to dislike Toby Keith more and more. I used to like him back in the day. But now.... not so much.
I think my dislike for Toby Keith started when he released that song, The Angry American. I have... issues with that song.
I'm thankful for the freedom we have in America. I'm grateful to every soldier who has fought to maintain that freedom.
But... We'll put a boot in your ass, it's the American way ???
How is that "the American way?" Does our Constitution say anything about putting boots in people's asses?
'Cause, I mean, I've read it on more than one occasion, and I don't remember that line being anywhere in the official document of our country.
* * *
I love Garden State. I don't care who knows it.
My favorite scene is where they yell into the abyss. That just looks like all kinds of fun.
* * *
Did you know, that when in proper working order, windshield wipers will remove moisture from the windshield?
I had heard that windshield wipers performed that function. But it's been so long since mine have been in working order. I had forgotten. I had been in need of new windshield wipers for over a year.
Windshield wipers are a good thing.
* * *
I don't care for being an adult.
Working all the time just to pay off bills is not what I'd call fun.
As a child, you seemed to have time for everything. But now? There isn't enough time to do everything you need to do in one day.
Does anyone know how to get in contact with Peter Pan? I'd very much like a visit from Peter and Tink. I could be persuaded to run away to Neverland, I think.
How very easily I could be persuaded.
I Am Not MK!
I am not Mary Kate Olsen. I do not have an eating disorder.
Apparently, I've lost weight. I thought I still weighed the same. I go to show my Mother this by jumping on the scales. The scales point out that I've lost 5 pounds.
So, I am going to set the record straight. I am not trying to lose weight.
I work a 10 hour job. I don't like to eat at work because that place is FILTHY! I don't eat when I get off work because I usually go straight to bed. I get in about one meal a day. I'm sorry if that's not up to code or whatever, but I can't eat when I'm not hungry.
Sometimes I get so busy that I don't remember to eat. This does not mean that I have an eating disorder. I'm just busy. Or not hungry at the time.
If you're around me long enough, you will notice that I do eat. And if you check my fingers, you'll not see any teeth marks on them from me trying to make myself vomit. I'm not bulemic. I'm not anorexic. I do not have an eating disorder!
I promise!
* * *
Why can't the stupid store have the soundtrack I want when I want it?? I want the soundtrack to Mr. & Mrs. Smith.
And I am so upset that the new Lindsay Lohan movie has a Rooney song on its soundtrack. I nearly keeled over in the aisle.
Apparently, I've lost weight. I thought I still weighed the same. I go to show my Mother this by jumping on the scales. The scales point out that I've lost 5 pounds.
So, I am going to set the record straight. I am not trying to lose weight.
I work a 10 hour job. I don't like to eat at work because that place is FILTHY! I don't eat when I get off work because I usually go straight to bed. I get in about one meal a day. I'm sorry if that's not up to code or whatever, but I can't eat when I'm not hungry.
Sometimes I get so busy that I don't remember to eat. This does not mean that I have an eating disorder. I'm just busy. Or not hungry at the time.
If you're around me long enough, you will notice that I do eat. And if you check my fingers, you'll not see any teeth marks on them from me trying to make myself vomit. I'm not bulemic. I'm not anorexic. I do not have an eating disorder!
I promise!
* * *
Why can't the stupid store have the soundtrack I want when I want it?? I want the soundtrack to Mr. & Mrs. Smith.
And I am so upset that the new Lindsay Lohan movie has a Rooney song on its soundtrack. I nearly keeled over in the aisle.
Friday, June 24
Sing It, Sistah!
At least, that's what one of the guys at work told me today when he caught me singing and dancing in my office.
In honor of Friday and new tires for Rory, I have decided to share some of the best songs to sing like you've never sung before, even if you can't carry a tune to save your life. They're just plain fun.
(Nice to Meet You) Anyway -- Gavin DeGraw
Bohemian Rhapsody -- Queen
Build Me Up Buttercup -- The Foundations
Play That Funky Music, White Boy -- Wild Cherry
On Love, In Sadness -- Jason Mraz
Love Is A Battlefield -- Pat Benatar
Have A Little Faith in Me -- John Hiatt
Miss Independent -- Kelly Clarkson
I Believe In A Thing Called Love -- The Darkness
My Sharona -- The Knack
Rock the Casbah -- The Clash
Surrender -- Cheap Trick
You're So Vain -- Carly Simon
Jack & Diane -- John Mellencamp
The Floor -- Rooney
Jessie's Girl -- Rick Springfield
I Wanna Be Sedated -- The Ramones
Tempted -- Squeeze
Mr. Brightside -- The Killers
Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic -- The Police
Sadie Hawkins Dance -- Relient K
Again, these are just some of the best songs to belt out.
Here's a good question. What's my favorite song? I'll give a dollar to whoever can name it and who sings it.
Hint: It's not on the list above.
In honor of Friday and new tires for Rory, I have decided to share some of the best songs to sing like you've never sung before, even if you can't carry a tune to save your life. They're just plain fun.
(Nice to Meet You) Anyway -- Gavin DeGraw
Bohemian Rhapsody -- Queen
Build Me Up Buttercup -- The Foundations
Play That Funky Music, White Boy -- Wild Cherry
On Love, In Sadness -- Jason Mraz
Love Is A Battlefield -- Pat Benatar
Have A Little Faith in Me -- John Hiatt
Miss Independent -- Kelly Clarkson
I Believe In A Thing Called Love -- The Darkness
My Sharona -- The Knack
Rock the Casbah -- The Clash
Surrender -- Cheap Trick
You're So Vain -- Carly Simon
Jack & Diane -- John Mellencamp
The Floor -- Rooney
Jessie's Girl -- Rick Springfield
I Wanna Be Sedated -- The Ramones
Tempted -- Squeeze
Mr. Brightside -- The Killers
Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic -- The Police
Sadie Hawkins Dance -- Relient K
Again, these are just some of the best songs to belt out.
Here's a good question. What's my favorite song? I'll give a dollar to whoever can name it and who sings it.
Hint: It's not on the list above.
Wednesday, June 22
Beverly Hills...
That's where I want to be!
The new Weezer song is all kinds of awesome.
* * *
I had an excellent Monday. Probably one of the best in the history of Mondays.
Mondays aren't usually so excellent. Mondays are usually most dreary and uneventful.
* * *
The gals at work asked me if I was a professional dancer.
Me. A professional dancer?
Professional spazzamatic is more like it.
* * *
I love this Lifehouse song.
It's called Chapter One. I heart it.
* * *
There's only one word to describe me now. And I believe that word would be twitterpated. A thousand cool points to anyone who knows what that means without having to looking it up. If you look it up, you only get a hundred cool points.
And I'll know if you look up the answer or not. I have all kinds of powers. The Force is with me. *nods*
* * *
Living in Beverly Hills....
The new Weezer song is all kinds of awesome.
* * *
I had an excellent Monday. Probably one of the best in the history of Mondays.
Mondays aren't usually so excellent. Mondays are usually most dreary and uneventful.
* * *
The gals at work asked me if I was a professional dancer.
Me. A professional dancer?
Professional spazzamatic is more like it.
* * *
I love this Lifehouse song.
It's called Chapter One. I heart it.
All the stars are out tonight it feels as though I might
Make some sense out of this madness will it turn out right
Who's to say where the wind will blow
Time will tell us if we're out of answers when it stops
Climb back down to the beginning
Take it from the top
Who's to say where the wind will blow
What happens when all your dreams are lying on the ground
Do you pick up the pieces all around
And if the world should fall apart hold on to what you know
Take your chances turn around and go
All the leaves are turning and the sky fades to gray
Strange our life coincides with the seasons of today
Who's to say where the wind will blow
What happens when everything is lying on the ground
Do you pick up the pieces all around
And if the world should fall apart hold on to what you know
Take your chances turn around and go
Carry on you say
Bring the best of today
All I see is struggling on the way
Maybe when the sun crashes through the gray
I can find the strength to make it through the day
Through the day
What happens when all your dreams are lying on the ground
Do you pick up the pieces all around
And if the world should fall apart hold on to what you know
Take your chances turn around and go
Take your chances turn around and go
* * *
There's only one word to describe me now. And I believe that word would be twitterpated. A thousand cool points to anyone who knows what that means without having to looking it up. If you look it up, you only get a hundred cool points.
And I'll know if you look up the answer or not. I have all kinds of powers. The Force is with me. *nods*
* * *
Living in Beverly Hills....
Saturday, June 18
My Father, the Money Scammer
I'm taking a nap earlier today. My father comes home, promptly opens the blinds, and begins a conversation with me.
"You just got your first big paycheck, right?"
I roll over, frowning into the sun that's streaming through the awful window. No building should be built with the majority of its doors and windows lying east and west. In the morning, there's too much sun. During the day, you're fine. And then, as the sun is setting, you can barely make out the screen on your television.
"No, Dad. I get paid this week."
"Okay. You need two new tires."
We've been dancing around the need for new tires for almost two years now. He'll tell me that I need new tires. Then, I'll put back the money for new tires. When the new tire time rolls around, he decides that I don't need new tires just yet.
Apparently, it's new tire time. It seems pretty convenient that he brings this up just about every time I come into some money.
He also mentions that my car insurance is due next month.
Now, I may be completely wrong, but I am pretty darn sure that I pay my car insurance every six months. He says we've always paid it quarterly. I think we can pay it quarterly and it would be cheaper, but I pay it bi-annually.
I do not want to shell out money for car insurance and new tires with my first paycheck. I was hoping to pay off some debt, buy some new clothes, take a road trip, or something.
But no. I will be paying for new tires and car insurance. Yippee skippee hooray.
* * *
Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes are engaged. They became engaged while visiting the Eiffel Tower.
Unfortunately, I believe that they have ruined the allure of the Eiffel Tower for me. I will most likely never look at the Eiffel Tower the same way ever again.
Thanks for ruining my life, TomKat. I hope you two weirdos enjoy a couple of months of wedded bliss before the Devil comes to claim the souls you gave up for two summer blockbusters.
"You just got your first big paycheck, right?"
I roll over, frowning into the sun that's streaming through the awful window. No building should be built with the majority of its doors and windows lying east and west. In the morning, there's too much sun. During the day, you're fine. And then, as the sun is setting, you can barely make out the screen on your television.
"No, Dad. I get paid this week."
"Okay. You need two new tires."
We've been dancing around the need for new tires for almost two years now. He'll tell me that I need new tires. Then, I'll put back the money for new tires. When the new tire time rolls around, he decides that I don't need new tires just yet.
Apparently, it's new tire time. It seems pretty convenient that he brings this up just about every time I come into some money.
He also mentions that my car insurance is due next month.
Now, I may be completely wrong, but I am pretty darn sure that I pay my car insurance every six months. He says we've always paid it quarterly. I think we can pay it quarterly and it would be cheaper, but I pay it bi-annually.
I do not want to shell out money for car insurance and new tires with my first paycheck. I was hoping to pay off some debt, buy some new clothes, take a road trip, or something.
But no. I will be paying for new tires and car insurance. Yippee skippee hooray.
* * *
Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes are engaged. They became engaged while visiting the Eiffel Tower.
Unfortunately, I believe that they have ruined the allure of the Eiffel Tower for me. I will most likely never look at the Eiffel Tower the same way ever again.
Thanks for ruining my life, TomKat. I hope you two weirdos enjoy a couple of months of wedded bliss before the Devil comes to claim the souls you gave up for two summer blockbusters.
Foul Mood
I'm in a very foul mood this afternoon. I attribute this foul mood to lack of sleep and a 50 hour work week.
I dropped three poker banks totalling 1200 dollars last night. Completely scattered poker chips all over the tiny room I'm locked in for 10 hours at a time. Spent the next forty-five minutes picking up the dropped poker chips.
I was not amused. I laughed at the time. But I was not amused. I was very mad at myself.
Then, I ran my tail off for two hours straight. All of a sudden, it's 1am and it's time to go. So, I balance my cash. I'm short. WAY short.
An hour later, after we figure out why my drawer is so short, I finally get to leave. Basically, I worked an 11 hour shift yesterday.
The money is good. But I don't know if the good pay outweighs the extreme tiredness I'm feeling after working 51 hours this week.
On a better note, Monday is fast approaching. I have a feeling that Monday will be my favorite day next week.
I dropped three poker banks totalling 1200 dollars last night. Completely scattered poker chips all over the tiny room I'm locked in for 10 hours at a time. Spent the next forty-five minutes picking up the dropped poker chips.
I was not amused. I laughed at the time. But I was not amused. I was very mad at myself.
Then, I ran my tail off for two hours straight. All of a sudden, it's 1am and it's time to go. So, I balance my cash. I'm short. WAY short.
An hour later, after we figure out why my drawer is so short, I finally get to leave. Basically, I worked an 11 hour shift yesterday.
The money is good. But I don't know if the good pay outweighs the extreme tiredness I'm feeling after working 51 hours this week.
On a better note, Monday is fast approaching. I have a feeling that Monday will be my favorite day next week.
Thursday, June 16
The Dangerous Life I Lead
Today was Gentlemen's Night at the Casino. You know what that means.
Yep. It means more old men dragging along their oxygen tanks in one hand and carrying a lit cigarette in the other.
No one seems to be worried about their well-being, which I find odd. Especially when at some point, we are all bound to be blown sky high by their negligent behavior.
I am going to die an early death because of some other person's stupidity.
Hardly seems fair.
Yep. It means more old men dragging along their oxygen tanks in one hand and carrying a lit cigarette in the other.
No one seems to be worried about their well-being, which I find odd. Especially when at some point, we are all bound to be blown sky high by their negligent behavior.
I am going to die an early death because of some other person's stupidity.
Hardly seems fair.
Monday, June 13
Seeing the World
Yesterday was a day of firsts.
I saw a Starbucks for the first time.
I toured OU. I love it. I should have gone to school there. Just a truly gorgeous place. And this one room... oh! I fell in so much love with it. I could live in that room.
I slowdanced in the streets. True, I don't have much experience with slowdancing. But it was fantastic all the same!
I drove through a large city for the first time... completely solo.
I disobeyed my father. For the record, I'm sure I've done that before. But he didn't think I'd take my little road trip yesterday.
However, I'm glad I made the trip. I had a great time yesterday. A Knight took me out and showed me more of the World than I had seen in a long time.
Thank you, sir Knight.
* * *
And just for the record, my sister is crazy. She woke people up this morning so we could watch her in her little floaty pool that she bought. She wanted someone to watch her. She's crazy. And yesterday, she called me several times. She never calls me several times in one day.
She had to have been bored out of her mind to call me that often.
She is crazy. Not quite as crazy as Tom Cruise. But she is crazy. Sorry, sister.
I saw a Starbucks for the first time.
I toured OU. I love it. I should have gone to school there. Just a truly gorgeous place. And this one room... oh! I fell in so much love with it. I could live in that room.
I slowdanced in the streets. True, I don't have much experience with slowdancing. But it was fantastic all the same!
I drove through a large city for the first time... completely solo.
I disobeyed my father. For the record, I'm sure I've done that before. But he didn't think I'd take my little road trip yesterday.
However, I'm glad I made the trip. I had a great time yesterday. A Knight took me out and showed me more of the World than I had seen in a long time.
Thank you, sir Knight.
* * *
And just for the record, my sister is crazy. She woke people up this morning so we could watch her in her little floaty pool that she bought. She wanted someone to watch her. She's crazy. And yesterday, she called me several times. She never calls me several times in one day.
She had to have been bored out of her mind to call me that often.
She is crazy. Not quite as crazy as Tom Cruise. But she is crazy. Sorry, sister.
Saturday, June 11
Retraction
A comment was left by someone who wishes to remain anonymous. This someone is quite right. I didn't tell a someone that they didn't exist. I did indeed say that a someone shouldn't exist.
I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused.
* * *
Just got back from seeing Mr. & Mrs. Smith, which was all kinds of awesome. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie were great together. They were so funny together... and their onscreen chemistry... !!
* * *
And there's something in the way you laugh,
It makes me feel like a child
Aspects of Life, they confuse me,
You and your thesis amuse me
After an afternoon with you....
I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused.
* * *
Just got back from seeing Mr. & Mrs. Smith, which was all kinds of awesome. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie were great together. They were so funny together... and their onscreen chemistry... !!
* * *
And there's something in the way you laugh,
It makes me feel like a child
Aspects of Life, they confuse me,
You and your thesis amuse me
After an afternoon with you....
Ramblings
I am worried. I am frightened by Tom Cruise. I'm afraid that he is off his rocker.
I wish that he was safely locked away somewhere. I don't like looking at Crazy Eyes.
* * *
I was getting gas for my Rory on the other side of Metropolis yesterday. This guy at the other pump looks at me and goes, "Hey, you work at the Casino!"
Um, yeah. But how do you know that? "Maybe."
"Well, can you get me my money back?"
Oh, you mean the money that is now lining my pockets in the form of my paycheck? No, I really don't think I can help you. "Sorry. I have no control in your financial dealings."
I don't know how he recognized me. It's not like I'm out there on the Casino floor. Ninety percent of the time, I'm locked away from the public.
* * *
Again. Tom Cruise is crazy.
* * *
I... told someone that they didn't exist last night. I don't know why I said that.
That wasn't very nice of me.
* * *
I want to see War of the Worlds, despite the crazy of Tom Cruise. But I am scared to see it by myself. Who will go with me?
I'm not going alone, like I did to see Revenge of the Sith. No. I do not think I could handle it by myself.
* * *
Why must people drive so slowly and behave with such stupidity? Can we not at least pretend that we have some sort of intelligence about us?
And why must people go crazy like Tom Cruise? I am scared for Katie Holmes. But she's been acting a little crazy herself.
Is this what happens? When you're in love, you go crazy? You jump on furniture and frighten talk show hosts? You go around with a crazy look in your eyes?
Interesting.
* * *
I jumped on Mom's bed today. Sorry Mom. You leave town and I jump on your bed.
Such is the way of life.
But you have a higher ceiling. Jumping on my bed is just plain dangerous. Only a Kamikaze would jump on my bed.
Or Tom Cruise.
* * *
I wish I could tesseract. I could go anywhere in the universe at the drop of a hat. So convenient. So enjoyable.
Think of the money you could save on gas.
Could start some world peace... this tesseract-ing.
* * *
Just because I jump on a bed... this does not make me crazy like Tom Cruise.
I enjoyed jumping on furniture before Tom Cruise professed his love for Katie Holmes by jumping on furniture.
I wanted to clear that up.
* * *
Build me up, buttercup
Don't break my heart...
I wish that he was safely locked away somewhere. I don't like looking at Crazy Eyes.
* * *
I was getting gas for my Rory on the other side of Metropolis yesterday. This guy at the other pump looks at me and goes, "Hey, you work at the Casino!"
Um, yeah. But how do you know that? "Maybe."
"Well, can you get me my money back?"
Oh, you mean the money that is now lining my pockets in the form of my paycheck? No, I really don't think I can help you. "Sorry. I have no control in your financial dealings."
I don't know how he recognized me. It's not like I'm out there on the Casino floor. Ninety percent of the time, I'm locked away from the public.
* * *
Again. Tom Cruise is crazy.
* * *
I... told someone that they didn't exist last night. I don't know why I said that.
That wasn't very nice of me.
* * *
I want to see War of the Worlds, despite the crazy of Tom Cruise. But I am scared to see it by myself. Who will go with me?
I'm not going alone, like I did to see Revenge of the Sith. No. I do not think I could handle it by myself.
* * *
Why must people drive so slowly and behave with such stupidity? Can we not at least pretend that we have some sort of intelligence about us?
And why must people go crazy like Tom Cruise? I am scared for Katie Holmes. But she's been acting a little crazy herself.
Is this what happens? When you're in love, you go crazy? You jump on furniture and frighten talk show hosts? You go around with a crazy look in your eyes?
Interesting.
* * *
I jumped on Mom's bed today. Sorry Mom. You leave town and I jump on your bed.
Such is the way of life.
But you have a higher ceiling. Jumping on my bed is just plain dangerous. Only a Kamikaze would jump on my bed.
Or Tom Cruise.
* * *
I wish I could tesseract. I could go anywhere in the universe at the drop of a hat. So convenient. So enjoyable.
Think of the money you could save on gas.
Could start some world peace... this tesseract-ing.
* * *
Just because I jump on a bed... this does not make me crazy like Tom Cruise.
I enjoyed jumping on furniture before Tom Cruise professed his love for Katie Holmes by jumping on furniture.
I wanted to clear that up.
* * *
Build me up, buttercup
Don't break my heart...
Wednesday, June 8
Uh, Excuse Me? That's Disgusting!
When I came out of work today, I noticed something had been splashed across the passenger side window. The something is a brownish color. I wasn't sure of what it could be. Perhaps I hit a particularly large bug on the way to work.
But it was in an odd spot. I don't think it could have been a bug. And the way that it's splattered across the window isn't consistent with a bug splatter. Plus, the splatter was HUGE. I would have definitely heard that bug's impact, had it been a bug.
Suddenly, I realize what the foul splattered liquid of yuck is.
Tobacco juice. Someone had the audacity to spit tobacco juice on my vehicle. Gross.
I hope Karma comes back and spits tobacco juice on the rude individual that decided to spit their mouthful of cancerous saliva all over my vehicle. I hope Karma spits tobacco juice right in your face.
But it was in an odd spot. I don't think it could have been a bug. And the way that it's splattered across the window isn't consistent with a bug splatter. Plus, the splatter was HUGE. I would have definitely heard that bug's impact, had it been a bug.
Suddenly, I realize what the foul splattered liquid of yuck is.
Tobacco juice. Someone had the audacity to spit tobacco juice on my vehicle. Gross.
I hope Karma comes back and spits tobacco juice on the rude individual that decided to spit their mouthful of cancerous saliva all over my vehicle. I hope Karma spits tobacco juice right in your face.
Tuesday, June 7
If Only Darth Vader Ruled the World
In an article for the New York Daily News, Hayden Christensen (the actor who portrays Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader in the newly released episodes of Star Wars) is quoted as saying that he "wouldn't mind giving George Bush a good shaking with my light-saber."
If only Canadians or evil Lords could run for the presidency.
If only Canadians or evil Lords could run for the presidency.
Monday, June 6
God Moves Through You
You were born together
and together ye shall be forever
until death should scatter
it wouldn't matter in the memory of God above
let the wind of heaven dance between you two
allow the space and time to bring you closer to everlasting love
cause God moves
what do you do
God moves through you
When love beckons
his ways are often hard and steep
when his wings unfold
ye yield to all he speaks
the soul it might be hidden there among his pinions
oh you may wear a wound that truly spoke to you
believe in all that voice and follow through
follow so on and on
What do you do when god moves through you
what do you do
say I do
I do
Just remember love possesses nothing
nor would it ever be possessed
oh love is love sufficient unto love
and you can figure out the rest
Your children will not be your children
they are the daughters and the son of a beginning
they'll come through your womb but not be coming from you
they will be with you but do not belong to you
you may give them your love but not your thoughts
then they'll arrive with their own hearts
they're the coming of angels this blessed season
and then they'll sing, oh how God rests in reason
god rests in reason
so what do you do
ooh when God moves through you
what do you do
say I do
I do
Think not you can direct the course of
love itself directs the course allowed
believe not God is in your heart, child
but rather you're in the heart of God
what do you do
say I do
I do
I do
Think not you can direct the course of
love itself directs the course allowed
believe not God is in your heart, child
but rather you're in the heart of God
What do you do
ooh when God moves through you
remember God rests in reason
say I do
I do
-A song by Jason Mraz. It was taken from the poem, The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran
and together ye shall be forever
until death should scatter
it wouldn't matter in the memory of God above
let the wind of heaven dance between you two
allow the space and time to bring you closer to everlasting love
cause God moves
what do you do
God moves through you
When love beckons
his ways are often hard and steep
when his wings unfold
ye yield to all he speaks
the soul it might be hidden there among his pinions
oh you may wear a wound that truly spoke to you
believe in all that voice and follow through
follow so on and on
What do you do when god moves through you
what do you do
say I do
I do
Just remember love possesses nothing
nor would it ever be possessed
oh love is love sufficient unto love
and you can figure out the rest
Your children will not be your children
they are the daughters and the son of a beginning
they'll come through your womb but not be coming from you
they will be with you but do not belong to you
you may give them your love but not your thoughts
then they'll arrive with their own hearts
they're the coming of angels this blessed season
and then they'll sing, oh how God rests in reason
god rests in reason
so what do you do
ooh when God moves through you
what do you do
say I do
I do
Think not you can direct the course of
love itself directs the course allowed
believe not God is in your heart, child
but rather you're in the heart of God
what do you do
say I do
I do
I do
Think not you can direct the course of
love itself directs the course allowed
believe not God is in your heart, child
but rather you're in the heart of God
What do you do
ooh when God moves through you
remember God rests in reason
say I do
I do
-A song by Jason Mraz. It was taken from the poem, The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran
A Message
"I'm Luke Skywalker, and I'm here to rescue you!"
Oh, would you, dearest Walker-Upon-Sky? I would very much like to be rescued. But when you rescue me, you'll have to settle for a kiss on the cheek. You may turn out to be a long lost sibling, cousin, uncle, or father...
I would love to go on an adventure with you, Sir Skywalker, and Han Solo. Flying amongst the stars with the likes of you two gents sounds terribly dreamy. I would also enjoy meeting Chewy, R2-D2, and C-3PO.
However, when we happen upon Lord Vader, I do not regret to inform you that there will be a change in my behavior. For while I look as innocent as a Precious Moments figurine, I'm actually very evil. And although, I do love you, dearest Luke, I must tell you that my true allegiance is with Lord Vader.
So, please don't think too poorly of me, dearest Luke, when I giggle mercilessly at the loss of your hand.
Oh, would you, dearest Walker-Upon-Sky? I would very much like to be rescued. But when you rescue me, you'll have to settle for a kiss on the cheek. You may turn out to be a long lost sibling, cousin, uncle, or father...
I would love to go on an adventure with you, Sir Skywalker, and Han Solo. Flying amongst the stars with the likes of you two gents sounds terribly dreamy. I would also enjoy meeting Chewy, R2-D2, and C-3PO.
However, when we happen upon Lord Vader, I do not regret to inform you that there will be a change in my behavior. For while I look as innocent as a Precious Moments figurine, I'm actually very evil. And although, I do love you, dearest Luke, I must tell you that my true allegiance is with Lord Vader.
So, please don't think too poorly of me, dearest Luke, when I giggle mercilessly at the loss of your hand.
Sunday, June 5
I Am So Proud!
I watched The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. I was very anxious to see this movie. I really enjoyed the book, but I wasn't sure how I would like the movie. A lot of books-turned-films do not stay very true to the books.
This movie was no different. It wasn't all that true to the book. But it was still a very enjoyable movie.
Alexis Bledel as "Lena", America Ferrara as "Carmen", Blake Lively as "Bridget", and Amber Tamblyn as "Tibby" could not have been better cast. Those four young ladies were so fantastic, bringing such life to their roles. I am very proud of all four of them. They each did an excellent job in their portrayals of Lena, Carmen, Bridget, and Tibby.
Good work, ladies!
This movie was no different. It wasn't all that true to the book. But it was still a very enjoyable movie.
Alexis Bledel as "Lena", America Ferrara as "Carmen", Blake Lively as "Bridget", and Amber Tamblyn as "Tibby" could not have been better cast. Those four young ladies were so fantastic, bringing such life to their roles. I am very proud of all four of them. They each did an excellent job in their portrayals of Lena, Carmen, Bridget, and Tibby.
Good work, ladies!
Saturday, June 4
Week in Recap
Tuesday, May 31 -- I received a call concerning my orientation at the Casino. Very exciting!!
Wednesday, June 1 -- One year ago today, I hit that darned cow with my mother's vehicle. I went to a two hour orientation. After that, I went to town and bought some black shoes and some steam 'n seal tape to tape up my pants pockets. You can't have any pockets when you work at a Casino.
Thursday, June 2 -- First day of work, beginning at 9am and lasting until 7pm. A very interesting job I have -- very secretive. I love it. It's long. Sometimes there isn't anything to do. But then, sometimes, there is too much to do.
When I got off at 7pm, I walked out to my truck. I got in, backed out of my parking space, and began to take off around the parking lot. As I quickly rounded a corner, something nearly hit me in the head and knocked me out cold. This is when I realized that my rear-view mirror was no longer attached to my windshield.
It's very embarrassing to be driving a vehicle that features a rear-view mirror hanging hibbity-jibbity from the windshield.
On a better note, I did get my 'Believe' necklace in the mail, which I thoroughly enjoy.
Friday, June 3 -- Another 10 hour shift at work. Nothing terribly fascinating happened today. My rear-view mirror is now properly fixed to my windshield.
Saturday, June 4 -- Quite a day so far, and it's only 3pm. I was only up an hour before Dad nearly blew the windows out of the house. It would have helped if he had told the occupants of the house that he was planning on starting a huge brushfire dangerously close to the house. But no, he didn't. We were notified by an incredibly loud BOOM, which shook the entire house and scared the remaining occupants.
Mail call was exciting today as well. I got my new backpack in, which is great. He needs a name. I'm thinking Boy Scout. Or Shot Gun. I'm not sure. And....
I got a letter from Blaine Larsen!! He's a new country singer who is just fantastic. I wrote him a letter after I bought his album almost two months ago. One of his songs really affected me, and I wanted to thank him for sharing that song with the world. And he wrote me back! I didn't get a form letter, either. It's hand-written! And the envelope is hand-written!
It really made my week! Thank you, Blaine!
Everyone should check out Blaine. Go right at this moment, I command you!
Blaine Larsen
Wednesday, June 1 -- One year ago today, I hit that darned cow with my mother's vehicle. I went to a two hour orientation. After that, I went to town and bought some black shoes and some steam 'n seal tape to tape up my pants pockets. You can't have any pockets when you work at a Casino.
Thursday, June 2 -- First day of work, beginning at 9am and lasting until 7pm. A very interesting job I have -- very secretive. I love it. It's long. Sometimes there isn't anything to do. But then, sometimes, there is too much to do.
When I got off at 7pm, I walked out to my truck. I got in, backed out of my parking space, and began to take off around the parking lot. As I quickly rounded a corner, something nearly hit me in the head and knocked me out cold. This is when I realized that my rear-view mirror was no longer attached to my windshield.
It's very embarrassing to be driving a vehicle that features a rear-view mirror hanging hibbity-jibbity from the windshield.
On a better note, I did get my 'Believe' necklace in the mail, which I thoroughly enjoy.
Friday, June 3 -- Another 10 hour shift at work. Nothing terribly fascinating happened today. My rear-view mirror is now properly fixed to my windshield.
Saturday, June 4 -- Quite a day so far, and it's only 3pm. I was only up an hour before Dad nearly blew the windows out of the house. It would have helped if he had told the occupants of the house that he was planning on starting a huge brushfire dangerously close to the house. But no, he didn't. We were notified by an incredibly loud BOOM, which shook the entire house and scared the remaining occupants.
Mail call was exciting today as well. I got my new backpack in, which is great. He needs a name. I'm thinking Boy Scout. Or Shot Gun. I'm not sure. And....
I got a letter from Blaine Larsen!! He's a new country singer who is just fantastic. I wrote him a letter after I bought his album almost two months ago. One of his songs really affected me, and I wanted to thank him for sharing that song with the world. And he wrote me back! I didn't get a form letter, either. It's hand-written! And the envelope is hand-written!
It really made my week! Thank you, Blaine!
Everyone should check out Blaine. Go right at this moment, I command you!
Blaine Larsen
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