1.03.2012

I'm in love with a doctor.

I googled "super spiffy sunglasses" on google (no!), and this was the first result.

I don't get it. Why are these sunglasses super spiffy? Maybe they're spiffy because the guy wearing them has a really full upper lip. And then when you put the sunglasses on someone else, BAM! They're no longer spiffy and can't even be classified under 'spiffy sunglasses'.


So, it's 2 AM and I can't sleep. So naturally, I came on here to talk to no one. Gotta love that. :)

Hmm, new stuff new stuff...
Uh.
I'm moving. I guess that's new.
Where? Africa.
No. I'm lying.
Marysville, Washington. Google it, stalkers.
Yeah, in like, two weeks. I don't think I'll believe it's actually happening until I see a new truck in my yard that says some spiffy moving companies name in lights..

Other new stuff...
Well, I'm suddenly completely obsessed with my bass guitar. Well, I guess it wasn't sudden. Well, it was. It just wasn't recent. That was like, six months ago. But the obsession has carried over.
My favorite is my fender squire something something waffles fancy words and numbers something.

Also, I'm a proud 4th time aunt. Welcome to the family baby Addyson.:)

"Hey, where's your party going to be at?"
"It's not grammatically correct to end your sentence like you just did."
"Hey, where's your party going to be at, bitch?"

I had a dream the other day that I was in my advisory class, and they were serving sloppy jose and vegetarian sausages. Then I started eating my sausage and someone told me it was a vegetarian sausage and then I spit it out and started throwing up. It was... different.

If I got a letter from Hogwarts, I'd send them a picture of my lightsaber and say "NO." -This kid named Jet whom I've recently become more acquainted with.

Not that I expect you to do anything, but I just had this realization...
It's my birthday tomorrow o_O
Cool. I'm old. Or something?

Oh, yeah, this band. Mmm. Minus the Bear? Yeah. It's like a drug. AND I ONLY HAVE ONE ALBUM OF THEIRS RIGHT NOW.

Yes, I have a short attention span. No, I don't want fries with that. Yes, I still want the sweet and sour sauce. Yes, 5. No, I'm not single. Wait -- yes I am. But I'll pretend I'm not for your sake. Grow a beard!