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Black Friday.

Thursday, November 24, 2005
Right now, you too could be putting on your coat and heading out to Wal*Mart just for the opportunity to knock over children on your way to 60% off granny-panties. Yes, you too could wait all night for the clock to strike 5 a.m. so that you can be the first to grab a $2 garden hose that will have a plethora of holes by the time you use it next spring. You too could celebrate the not-so-sausage fest that is Black Friday. With a name that conjures more thoughts of depression than wanton money spending, who could resist the busiest shopping day of the year.

I, for one, plan to stay away from those stores, but I encourage you, if you have anger issues, go punch a few children in the chaos. Just scream, "The sales! The sales!" as you do so; they'll understand your passion.

I leave you with the story of one ex-Wal*Mart employee:
"I'll never forget how I was working overnights at Wal-Mart, and the boss had to page everyone around 4 am asking us to 'please stop looking out the windows and laughing at the customers waiting outside'"

Wisdom.

Monday, November 14, 2005
As we grow older, we're always gaining wisdom from the world around us. If we aren't, then we're just too darn selfish. Attempting to not be selfish, I would like to share with you some of the wisdom I have gained from the world around me:

  1. You need exactly 1 sense to play a mean game of pinball. More required to be a cult leader.
  2. "Bob Ross is rolling over in his grave right now, if this is what we're calling art these days. Happy trees my ass." -Alex Blagg
  3. "Mondays suck."-Me
  4. "You've always been the type to see the glass half-full, but that will change next week when you start drinking." -the stars (as translated by The Onion)
  5. Naked > Clothed (when it comes to comfort not grandparents)
That's about the end of my wisdom for now. You gots any smarts/wisdoms?

Shirts.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005
So I'll admit it; I'm a nerd/girl. I shop for clothes online and people think that's wierd. I just like how the stuff looks. I thought that I'd share my list of sites that have cool stuff on them. Yep.
So that's the list, not that anyone actually looked at any of it.

Tidbits.

Monday, November 07, 2005
  • To break the silence, I'd like to share some of the wisdom of Arrested Development. So remember, "there's no 'I' in 'win'."

  • And now for something completely different, it looks like I'm switching schools at semester. That's news in my life.

  • Here's a more real quote I found cool: "I think sparks are everywhere. Sparks can come from a conversation, or from something you read, or just sitting around watching the world do its thing. When we were little kids in the classroom we'd stare off into space if we didn't know the answer to the question, and the teacher would say 'the answer's not up there.' They were so wrong." -Matthew Fleming

Snow.

Monday, October 10, 2005
There's just something about the snow that's so soothing and oddly warming. Finally, my excuse to do a lot of things has been brought back. Before I tell you what those things are, I must explain the reason for this post. It seems that our school district has in place a "delay" to deal with the issue of snow instead of embracing. With that said, I'm up, showered, and ready with an hour to kill. So, without further ado, the things I have an excuse to do now that the snow is falling:

1. Bring my thermos full of hot chocolate to school.
2. Watch Christmas movies. (You have no idea the urge I got this past weekend to watch Muppet Christmas carol in my boredom.)
3. Wear my sandals and laugh at the people complaining how their feet are "so cold and wet."
4. Feel cozy under my covers because my room is no longer 90*F.
5. Deck the halls with bells of holly.
6. Frolic around like a little girl because it's friggin' snowing. Yeah.
7. Eat cookie dough and actually consider the possibility that I could have made cookies.
8. Snowboard. (Soon, atleast.)
9. Stare out my window in wide-eyed amazement at the realization of Chicken Little's prophecy.
10. Miss my sister's baking even more.
11. Pull out the tacky knit sweaters.
12. Still wear my t-shirts because who the heck decided that when it's cold outside you have to put on more clothes? Not I, I answer, not I.
13. Throw out all my music and listen to only Christmas carols.
14. Fa la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! (See #5.)

Spectator Sports.

Friday, October 07, 2005
Have you ever felt like your just so distant from your own life? Feeling like your own life is playing out and your sitting helplessly in the crowd. It's a feeling of loneliness and mainly helpless. It's strangely how I feel now. I don't really know why, but I do hate being in the audience. This act is going on way too long.

Sunny Day.

Thursday, October 06, 2005
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To be honest, this is filler. I've gone a while without posting so I decided to put up this doodle as fluff. I'll post something real soon, but for now, shine on. (That has to be the corniest thing I've ever said.)