Today, I had pizza for breakfast and am planning on French toast for dinner. Way to keep it exciting. You know you are jealous of me!
I'm having a tough time finding Jacksoul music anywhere on the Internet. Guess I'll have to -- oh, I don't know -- buy a CD? What a concept! Oh, wait. . . one of their CDs sells for a staggering $32.99 on amazon.com. Ummmm, what the. . . ?
Here's yet another edition of. . . Things I Like More As I Get Older: November, red hair on girls (just because I've known maybe two guys in my entire life whose hair was red), emerald-green pesto, accidentally finding little imperfections in people who once seemed flawless (makes them waaaay more interesting), showering before bed, ordering salads at restaurants, injecting too many parentheses into sentences, and playing phone tag with people (to the extent where I now get genuinely flustered if a human being answers my call).
Things I Like Less As I Get Older: Halloween candy (of almost any kind -- especially candy corns), mid-to-late October in general (don't ask), amusement parks, sending out mail non-electronically (perhaps because it feels so strange and foreign now), extremely formal occasions, and sweatshirts. Well. . . sweatshirts on myself, that is. I guess "sweatshirts" could conceivably go on either of these lists, because they always look soooooo adorable on guys, but somehow, the second I'm wearing one, I tend to feel about as attractive as George Washington in drag.
I am currently on a mission to become the most organized person in the world -- as in, so obscenely organized that any time anybody asks me where anything is, I can locate it in 1.2 seconds flat, no matter how bizarre it might be. Granted, this would probably be really obnoxious and make people hate me.
I've been in my job for one exciting year today. To celebrate, I treated myself to a package of Oreo Cakesters at the convenience store. Alas, they weren't that good. Oh, well. Let the flaming begin.
Things I Like Less As I Get Older: Halloween candy (of almost any kind -- especially candy corns), mid-to-late October in general (don't ask), amusement parks, sending out mail non-electronically (perhaps because it feels so strange and foreign now), extremely formal occasions, and sweatshirts. Well. . . sweatshirts on myself, that is. I guess "sweatshirts" could conceivably go on either of these lists, because they always look soooooo adorable on guys, but somehow, the second I'm wearing one, I tend to feel about as attractive as George Washington in drag.
I am currently on a mission to become the most organized person in the world -- as in, so obscenely organized that any time anybody asks me where anything is, I can locate it in 1.2 seconds flat, no matter how bizarre it might be. Granted, this would probably be really obnoxious and make people hate me.
I've been in my job for one exciting year today. To celebrate, I treated myself to a package of Oreo Cakesters at the convenience store. Alas, they weren't that good. Oh, well. Let the flaming begin.
4 comments:
You can buy the CD for half that price in Canada. CDPlus has it for $17 including shipping.
Why, thank you! See, this is one of the advantages of having a blog: inadvertently getting people to find sweet deals for me!
Cakesters are very much over-rated.
And about as soft and cakey as hockey pucks.
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