My Eightieth Post

I haven't been blogging as much lately because of my computer woes. So instead of getting what probably would have been 4 separate entries, I will just give you the highlights in one hefty super-entry. Enjoy.

Box

There was this box, and I wanted it to take up less space. But it was made of really thick waxy cardboard, and I couldn't just rip it up or collapse it. So I decided to crush it by jumping on it. I set it down in front of me, and then I jumped on it. And then my entire body proceeded to tell me how stupid I was. See, the box didn't cooperate as well as I was expecting. Instead of staying put, it slid out from underneath my feet, and I fell back onto the very hard floor. Now I have a really awful headache and some rather unpleasant bruises. Stupid box. Grumble, grumble, grumble.

Hands

Cold hand contests are stupid. For those of you who are uninformed (as I was until recently), the basic idea is that you stick your hand out the window of a car, and it gets really cold, and then it gets really really cold, and whoever leaves their hand out the longest wins. You may ask: why would anyone do this stupid thing? The answer is that people are stupid. I was introduced to this "game" by Genuine last Saturday. But I must admit, Genuine beat me fair and square. Even if it is a stupid game.

Sleep

I slept forever yesterday. And by "forever," I mean I slept for 13 of the 24 hours that comprised the day. It was awful. A two hour nap is refreshing. A six hour "nap" is depressing. Especially since it totally messed up my sleep schedule and I woke up at 5am this morning for no reason at all. Yech.

Sausage

I made sausages last week. That's right: sausages. I started with ground pork, various spices, and intestinal casing (that's right: intestinal casing), and I ended up with sausage links. It was not a pleasant process, but I must admit that I'm glad I did it. Now whenever anyone brings up the mysterious process that is sausage making, I can proudly proclaim that I know first hand how sausages are made, because I've done it. I wish I had one of those 'life goals' lists, and I wish 'make sausages' was on it. Because then I could check it off. Bravo.

Also, you should all come to the Mafia Party that krebscout and I are throwing this Saturday. See here for details. It will be awesome.