Life is Wonderful!

So, I got back two extremely important assignments that I worked incredibly hard on before spring break.


One is worth 40% of my grade this semester. The other assignment is for a quite demanding professor (demanding as in he makes you work for your grade, not that he demands crazy things like a dictator does).


Anyhow. Let's just say that I've been singing a chorus from a Jason Mraz song all day.


La la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life is full circle
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Al la la la la

Poor, Unfortunate Me

I have just found out that I share a birthday with Kevin Federline.

Kevin Federline.

I was born on the same freakin' day as Kevin Federline.

Britney's skanky, lazy ass husband. Kevin freakin' Federline!

I don't even know what to do with myself. I feel as though I should fling myself off the nearest cliff before day break.

My once wonderful date of birth is now ruined, all because I have to share it with Kevin Federline!

I think I'm going to be sick.

Impending Doom Lurks Ahead

So, I caught an episode of One Tree Hill tonight for the first time... in, like, a year. It's a bit soap opera-y, but the show does have some excellent quotes from time to time. The episode I watched tonight was very thought provoking.

"Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred. How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us? That we now send our children into the world like we send young men into war, hoping for their safe return. But knowing that some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows, swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?"

An Official Announcement

I'm marrying Jason Mraz. And there's nothing any one can do to stop me.

Well, except Jason, of course. A restraining order often gets in the way of a romance, you know.

Still, I have decided. My mind is made up. I am going to marry Jason Mraz.

Mark your calendars for the first week-end in Never.

And Then There Were Two

Two weeks ago, Nattybee and I were the proud parents of four goldfish: F.Scott, Layla, Spaz, and Oscar.

Notice the were.

Fast forward two weeks later and our quadruplet is down to a twosome.

Oscar bit the dust last Friday. Layla passed on yesterday. Both were the victims of an apparent gravel-choking.

Who would have thought that putting rocks in your mouth could lead to suffocation?

Drowned Rat

I woke up to a dreary morning. A dreary, damp morning. However, the fun was just beginning.

Cut to an hour later when I'm trucking it across campus in the pouring rain. This rain is brutal in its attack. My shoes started taking on water, which, of course, meant wet socks. There's nothing worse than wet socks. Then, my jeans began soaking up the rain and soon, from my knees down, my pants are soaked.

The rain is coming in all directions. Despite my umbrella, rain is reaching my face, my hair, my backpack full of precious homework that I worked on late into the night.

Giant puddles have sprung up everywhere. Only a small portion of sidewalk is not underwater. The entire campus became one gigantic muddy pond, with a scattering of buildings, trees, and automobiles sticking up here and there.

It was unnecessary. I mean, I nearly drowned. I was almost swept away into the dirty abyss just outside my classroom window.

It was completely unnecessary.

Injured By A Kiss

Once there was a rather clumsy girl who decided to walk across the living room to retrieve something. After grabbing the item she wanted, the girl then began to make her way back to her seat on the couch.

Suddenly, tragedy struck. The girl began to fly through the air. Thankfully, she was used to this sensation and tilted her body to miss smacking her head on the coffee table. Instead, she landed on the floor with a slight thump. She quickly looked around for the object that caused her tumble.

To her surprise, she found a Hershey's Kiss had caused her fall! She nearly had a concussion because of a small, silver-wrapped chocolate candy.

Of course, this does give new meaning to the phrase "death by chocolate."

Idolosity

Watching American Idol can lead to a myriad of thoughts in a short amount of time. Like:

* Okay, why did Bucky get a "You did awesome!" from the judges when Will didn't? What is up with that? I mean, I'm not usually a fan of Will's, but he really pulled it together this week. He wasn't being a show-off. He was excellent! I'm still surprised by his performance. Will's performance was completely unexpected for me. And those idiot judges told Bucky he performed better.
* Isn't Kevin the cutest? He's just so darn cute. I don't think they get any cuter than Kevin. And he's got such a lovely voice. Simon has to say he's not Idol material and stuff, but still. I think he is. American needs voices like Kevin's! They're better than voices like Clay, Ruben, or Fantasia's!
* Elliot's freakin' awesome. He's just awesome. He consistently knocks out the performances. He rocks.
* Randy is getting so annoying. What's with the stupid hooping and hollering? He's not Arsenio Hall for crying out loud!
* Ace is perhaps the most gorgeous person in the contest. He's just adorable. His performance was so-so last night (what possessed you to choose that song, Ace?!), but I still have faith in Ace.

And in completely unrelated Idol ramblings.... did everyone see Steven Hill last night?? I'm telling you, next year, Steven Hill is going to kick so much ass.

Just you wait and see.

Brokeback Something

Once upon a time, there were two men with a dilemma. One of the men owned a mule that was stubborn and subordinate. The two men thought long and hard about what they could do to make the mule come around.

One day, some random fellow offered up this little gem of advice: If you throw the mule down on the ground and roll all over it, it'll bond with you.

And so, the two men decided that would be their plan of action. The following Saturday, the two friends set out to throw the mule to the ground. Once they got the stubborn ass on the ground, they proceeded to roll all over it in an attempt to establish some sort of connection with the dumb thing.

The End.

Okay. What the crap? Who in their right mind would suggest that you should throw a mule to the ground and roll all over it? And who in their right mind would actually throw a mule to the ground and roll all over it??

Yes, the above story did occur.

Do you realize how rough it would be to wrestle a mule to the ground? Mules aren't the lightest pack animals, you know. It's a wonder these two didn't end up with broken backs or something.

The whole scenario reminds me of Brokeback Mountain.

I don't even know what else to say.