Sunday, July 12, 2009

And I'm on my knees, looking for the answer. Are we human, or are we dancers?

I've always thought that I wanted to live on my own. I basically have lived on my own the past two years...yes, I shared an apartment with two girls, but we had nothing in common, so I just chilled by myself in my room 99% of the time.

My parents have been in Holland the past couple days helping my sister and her family move, so I've had their house to myself. I thought they were just going to be gone for one night, but I'm on my third night in a row by myself. Eating whatever I want has been great..minus the fact that it's involved take out quite a bit because I've had no energy to cook when I've gotten home from work. I've been able to watch whatever I want. I Hate Valentines Day, which I was super looking forward to watching was TERRIBLE..ohhhmygosh..awful. Unwrapped, Diners Drive-ins and Dives, and The Holiday have all been awesome, as usual. Also, sleeping on the couch and not getting woken up has been super sweet as well.

However, everything was going great...until it stormed last night. Holy crap do I hate storms. I had no idea it was supposed to storm until I got woken up by super loud thunder, and lightning that was so bright, I kept dreaming that I was taking pictures. I'm hoping tonight the weather doesn't decide to screw me over so that I can get a little bit of sleep.

I've slept on the couch because a) I love it, and b) I've decided that I need to be able to hear if someone is breaking into the house. This whole sudden panic about weird noises and intruders makes me feel like living on my own isn't going to be in my future anytime soon.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Bow in the presence of greatness.

I.love.this.

True..they obviously did a ton of editing..but still..awesome.





Why can't I do cool stuff like that?

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Yesterday I got lost in the circus, feeling like such a mess.

Tonight I wondered if I were to get sprayed by the skunk that was in the building if I would still have to go to work in the morning? I feel like being sprayed by a skunk is a legitimate excuse to miss work, however, I love working there, so I would never do that.

Would you still work with me if I smelled like a skunk? Probably not. I would hate myself all day.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Finally you have found something perfect, and finally you have found yourself.

Tonight when I got home from work I did a stupid facebook quiz that was supposed to tell you how old you'll be when you get married. It told me I'd be 27...as pathetic as that sounds..I can't see myself getting married anytime before that..so for once, one of those quizzes just may be correct.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

You give me something, that makes me scared all right...

I have two goals for this summer:
--Make a ton of money at the Brown Bear.
--Teach myself how to cook.

So tonight my parents and I went up to Ludington to go grocery shopping because there isn't a whole ton of food in this house that I can eat. I'm so excited to start making some of the recipes that I've found online and in a couple different vegetarian cookbooks that I have.

While we were at the store, we had a tonnnn of cans to return. My job was to return the glass beer bottles. I discovered something semi-interesting. The brown beer bottles are dropped into the bottom of the machine, making a terrible glass breaking sound as they hit the bottom. The prestine, clear beer bottles are carefully sent out of the machine and lined up onto a table, and are ushered off into what I can only imagine to be "clear beer bottle mansions."

This really has no point besides the fact that I wondered if the brown bottles ever feel discriminated against, and maybe they want to have brown beer bottle mansions of their own.

I'll never know this.
Because they're beer bottles.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

So pleasant dreams to you my friend...


It sucks that less than 3 days ago..this was my everyday view. If I could figure out how to get pictures off my phone you'd be able to see my view right now. Hint: it involves snow :(.

GO STATE!!!

Monday, March 2, 2009

You give me something to believe in.

T-minus 15 days until St. Patrick's day!!!
T-minus 17 days until I'm laying by the pool in Arizona!!!

Perfect.