Tuesday, November 22, 2011

So Much to be Grateful For

To name a few:

weather in the 80's during November
my little brother's crazy big heart
my older brother's baby
unlimited mystic tan (brand new addition to the list)
young money... namely wayne, drake, and nicki
my ability to change and grow
my mom's loyalty
my dad's logic
my own bathroom
no more public transportation
the Kardashian sisters, minus Kim

Happy Thanksgiving!

Friday, November 11, 2011

Straight Talk

I love my little convertible bug. I love the way it comfortably fits between the lines, every time. I love the way the music sounds better against the air than the cloth top.

I think that every musical artist should do a cover/remix of "Someone Like You," including but not limited to: T-Swift, Eminem, Steven Tyler, Lauryn Hill, JT, etc. Good, right? Any other suggestions? I wanna make an album... perhaps cleverly entitled "Someone Like You." Look out for that little gem.

I love it when people post something somewhere on the internet and then decide to remove it. It's like you are getting a limited-time-only glimpse into something that they quickly decide should go back into secrecy. It's a rush!

People tend to care about themselves most, and I always find it alarming. Makes relationships and friendships much more complicated than they have to be.

I work too much, but what else is new?

Monday, October 17, 2011

That ain't good.

I have a number of friends too large to mention* that will tell you I am a notoriously good third wheel. But when you make a third wheel appearance in someone's engagement announcement on Facebook, you know it's time to take a real close look at your life. And then abandon ship.

*somewhere between four and six

Being an adult is not easy.

K sooo... is there some sort of manual for when it is okay to not pretend that I hate fast food? Cuz like, in a business meeting when everyone else is apparently disgusted by the fast-food fried chicken we are about to advertise, I'm just not sure if it's appropriate to be like, "daaaaamn chicken! get in my mouth!" ... ya know?

Keep it Tight

My last blog was called "Keep it Tight" after the Amos Lee song, "Keep it Loose, Keep it Tight." BUT. This title was relentlessly made fun of for its obvious yet [shockingly] unforeseen innuendo.  Being a girl who intentionally makes everything perverted, you'd think I'd have seen it coming*.

*That's what she said.