- Is Audrina on The Hills dating the same Ryan that Ashlee Simpson was dating? Wow, I'd forgotten about how much I hated Ashlee Simpson. And, boy, Ryan got fat. It's okay, Ryan, I know how it is.
- Speaking of MTV reality TV, how is Olivia (from The City) so evil? Methinks she's in a contest with Spencer Pratt for most loathed character on television.
- I still hate Top Chef's Angelo.
- Trying to lure the wasps on the carport into a syrupy death. It's not working so well. As soon as I get the chance, it'll be science experiment time. Get excited now.
- I don't vacuum or mop when it's raining, or when it's just rained, or if it looks like it's going to rain. But here in Savannah it rains almost daily during the summer, and I'm thinking that I'll have to change my vacuuming/rain rules. I won't walk across our floors right now unless I'm wearing shoes, which I think is a sign that it's time for a little cleaning.
- I ate four (or was it six?) flour tortillas (the small ones) for dinner. I only eat them in twos. I also separate my Skittles by color and try to keep them grouped in even numbers, eating them in a rainbow order (red, then orange, then yellow, then green, etc).
- On Sunday night our electricity went out for ten hours, from eight o'clock until six something in the morning. That was annoying enough. Even more annoying, though, was the fact that our neighbors directly across the street still had power. Stuff like that makes me wish that I was more friendly with the neighbors, or at least that I was more skilled at stealing electricity from others.
- I have yet to remove that hideaous mint color from my toenails.
- Matt bought me She & Him Volume II for our anniversary. He also bought me 500 Days of Summer. Matt says that the third anniversary is the Zooey Deschanel anniversary.
- I've actually somewhat enjoyed waiting tables this week. It's nice to be active, and to make money instead of spend it. The biggest downside has been the embarrassment I've suffered because I have a sweaty, sweaty face. Like, I sweat more than anyone I know, but it all comes out through my face. It literally drips down my face. F'ing disgusting. This is probably some horrible disease. I'm a sweater. It's the sweater disease.
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01 July 2010
I'm a Sweater.
It's been a weird week for me and the rest of us here at M Cubed, and I apologize for being such a blog-writing slacker. I've been waiting tables for vacation money (and Target money), and other than that I've done nothing that's been particularly interesting. But here's what I've got to share with you on this Friday.
I have a similar things with M&Ms. And some other foods. Ben calls this my "eating strategy."
ReplyDeleteI don't know what it is about doing that with food, but I've done it since I was a little (kind of neurotic) kid.
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