Only one person can elicit that type of response from me...

and her name is Rachael Yamagata. So basically, she just published a three song downloadable EP on her website and the news sent me skipping through the house and into the garage so I could tell my sister, who was just getting home, that we had three new songs to listen to. Well, she almost ran me over because she didn't see me coming. But that's just how good the music is and I love RY to death. :)

Quick note

Busy and stressed. Graduation is next saturday, cleaning is mandatory and there's all kinds of events happening this week. So, I probably won't write anymore until after that. Just letting ya know. also, this is a test. I'll let you know the results of this test later. :D yay me!

Ah Children, hehehe

I love these videos. I know it's a little wrong but they're so damn funny!

crying myself to sleep

I just feel so alone right now.

Chain Smoking Grandma's

I was driving home from work today when something jumped through my plane of vision. After focusing my eyes I realized it was a smoldering cigarette butt that had flown out of the Cadillac's window and onto the pavement. It came from one of those old ones, white with a blue vinyl top. The light turned green  and the traffic started moving. I was behind and to the right of this Cadillac for I'd say... about four or five major blocks. In that time, I saw three more cigarette butts fly out of that car. Now, I don't know If they were recently smoked butts, but four in four blocks is a crazy thing to see. When I finally passed the Caddy, I noticed that the woman driving was elderly. She had the big sunglasses, the overly dyed "BIG" hair, the whole to-do. The other thing she had was a joint resting delicately between her lips. Needless to say, as I drove off and left granny in the dust, I burst out laughing and have had a smile on my face ever since. 

*I never have and never will smoke. It is a personal choice and I have no problems with those that do because it is their decision to make. All that I ask is that if you do smoke, please don't do so around me. I am quite allergic and it's very possible my throat would close up on me. This event simply made me laugh and that's why I wrote about it. 

A little bit of OCD

Some people find this interesting, some people find it funny, I simply cannot do it any other way, I honestly can't.
This is how I eat baby carrots:

Notice that those are just the cores. I start eating them like corn on the cob and then core them. If I mess up, which is rare, I have to dispose of the evidence immediately. I eat the cores eventually, but never as part of the whole carrot.

This is how I eat frozen waffles. Yes, frozen means frozen, i don't thaw them or put them in toasters, I open the box and eat them.

First, the waffle is round:

I bite of the circular edges and make it a square...

then I proceed to eat the sides off in counter-clockwise fashion until I have another perfect square...

Finally, there is only one square left so I pop it in my mouth and I'm done.

 

The following I did at a restaurant because I had far too much time on my hands:

That would be unworthy french fries on a stick, bread crumbs and turkey bits, green chile. I color coordinated them!

This was meant for yesterday

You ever wake up in the morning and just feel good? I don't mean feel good because something happened the night before or because you know something is gonna happen today, but good for no apparent reason. You get up, eat your breakfast, whatever that may be (for me that's frozen waffles and I mean frozen!) and read the paper. Then, despite the random twinges in your neck, you get ready for work. You hop in your truck (or car :P) and roll down the window while you listen to a mix at full blast. You do some singing and even a little car dancing cuz hey, you feel good and who cares what they think. I don't get it, but why should I have to? I've felt extremely guilty the past couple days all because I wanted to see if a DIY (do it yourself) method of tattooing actually worked. I swear to god, I am never looking up any DIYs ever again because I'll be stupid enough to try them and then I'll have to live with the consequences. The thing is, I figured out how to give myself semi-permanent tattoos several years ago but they never lasted as long as I wanted. My mother would see them and roll her eyes but as long as they eventually disappeared she didn't care. Well, I thought maybe this would work in a similar fashion since my old method was quite similar, but that they'd last longer. I'm pretty sure it worked but now I don't know if it'll ever go away. It was pain free though and it's not swollen or anything bad so as far as that goes I'm good. I dunno. But seriously, DIYs are gonna kill me. Damn. That's a mood killer... that and sitting in an almost empty office because your boss decided to give himself the day off but had you come in anyway even though you can't do anything unless he's there!!! So stupid. Oh well, so it goes right? The way the cookie crumbles and whatnot? Stupid thing is staring me in the face, "Susan! Can I get a slice of cake in here please? I'm starving!"

Didn't really happen, though I wouldn't mind some cake right now... Speaking of food, that's one way I can justify my self-diagnosed OCD, well, other than the fact that I count my steps while running sprints at basketball practice, but I'll save that for a different day. I have pictures too. Actually, OCD would probably help explain why I had to see whether or not the tattoo thing worked; or maybe that's just an excuse. I'm feeling good again, like maybe today won't turn out to be boring as hell! OR maybe it will. I have no life, none at all. I can't wait to go to college next year.