My One-hundred-and-twenty-fifth Post

I stayed up until 5am this morning reading. I didn’t stay up because the book was so absolutely amazing I couldn’t put it down. I just felt like staying up all night reading. So I did. The problem was finding a place to curl up for the night. My room was out because the roommate had a headache and I figured forcing her to sleep with a bright light on would be a bad thing. The living room was out because the other roommate and her sister were watching a movie and being girly (aka loud and giggly). So I ended up going next door with the hope that it would be a bit more accommodating. It looked good at first—krebscout asleep on the couch, Uffish typing serenely on her computer, and the love seat piled high with blankets and pillows. But then Uffish wanted to chat. And as much as I usually like it when people talk to me about their lives, I just wanted to read. So I disengaged and returned to my warm little hollow. The chat continued without me for a while, but eventually everyone quieted down. I stayed there reading until I decided it was time to go home. I continued reading through most of the night in my living room. And it was really fun. I may have been a little sore this morning after sleeping on the couch. Other than that, though, I was very happy with the way I spent my time.

My One-hundred-and-twenty-fourth Post

So I used to think that watching TV online was the best thing that ever happened to me. How else could I have watched the entire first season of Heroes in the space of just a few days? So I started watching my favorite TV shows whenever I wanted (instead of not watching them at all because they didn’t fit into my schedule). It was great. If I had a spare hour on campus, I had something to entertain me! I would never have to miss House again! Martin started to bug me about How I Met Your Mother, a somewhat obscure comedy on CBS that we’ve both enjoyed in the past. So I added that to the list of things to watch every week. Then Thirdmango wrote about Gossip Girl on his TV blog, and I realized that Kristen Bell was the narrator. So I had to at least watch the pilot. Then I just sort of got into the habit of watching it every week. Then Hamburger was curious why I wasn’t watching Grey’s Anatomy anymore, so I went online with the intent to figure out what was happening, but then I accidentally got sucked into the spin-off of Grey’s, Private Practice. I don’t know if I’ll keep up with that one, but for now I’m keeping an eye on it. I was chatting with Martin online the other day, and she suggested I preview Samantha Who? to tell her if it was any good. It is. It got added to the list. I also discovered Pushing Daisies from Martin, and since it’s pretty much wonderful and everyone who’s anyone watches it, it got added to my list as well. Someone on the Board Board mentioned Jericho, and I also ended up watching that over the course of the last month or so. Luckily (or perhaps unluckily), there won’t be any new episodes of Jericho until January, so for now I don't have to watch every week. Oh, and if I ever miss the Office, I catch up on that online as well. That’s eight shows I’m watching each week. So clearly, TV online is not the best thing that has ever happened to me (but it sure is fun).

My One-hundred-and-twenty-third Post

Okay guys, I just wrote an entire post about disposable cups. Then I realized that I had written an entire post about disposable cups and deleted it. (Summary: 12oz cups rock!)

Unfortunately, now I can't think of anything much to say. I would use this opportunity to vent about my job, but Drazi came by work today, and I was able to get all of my frustration out by talking with her. I could talk about school, but I'd really rather not think about it more than I have to. I could talk about the stuff I do when I'm not working or studying, but that would severely limit the scope of the conversation. Well, I guess I could give it the ol' college try. Here goes:

*thinking hard*

Oh! I know! I've been trying to leave my wallet at home when I think I can get away with it because I've been spending too much on impulse-type things. Unfortunately, that means that I'm constantly running home to get my wallet. I forgot that I need my ID card to print something, or I forgot I promised Hamburger I would buy the tickets to Divine Comedy today, or some other random thing that I just didn't think about. It's starting to get annoying, so I think I'm just going to start carrying my wallet. I figure out some other way to fix my spending habits.


Anyway, I'm off to study and then I have to run home and grab my ID card before I take my test. *sigh*

My One-hundred-and-twenty-second Post

Once upon a time my “friend” was really sick, so she was on some pretty fun drugs. I was sitting on my bed flipping through a recipe magazine; she was on her bed concentrating on breathing.

Me: I wish I had mint extract. There are so many cool things I could make with it.
Her: Yeah… there was something awesome I know you can make with it… what was that…?
Me: Um, brownies?
Her: No…

…

Her: I remember! It was mints!
Me: No kidding, I can make mints with mint extract?
Her: Yeah!

Things I’ve done today:
-Not written a paper
-Bought mint extract
-Learned what Chicken Grenades are (grenades which have been battered and fried similar to the way that traditional fried chicken is prepared)

My One-hundred-and-twenty-first Post

I like chocolate milk, but I seldom buy it. I was grocery shopping yesterday, and in a last minute impulse buy, I picked up a half gallon of chocolate milk. When the cashier (I detest self checkout lanes) informed me that my total came to $15.00, I took it as a sign that buying the chocolate milk was the right thing to do. After all, if I hadn’t bought it, my total would have come to something lame like $12.92, and I would have missed the opportunity to pay exactly $15.00 for my groceries. And really, that’s probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. So don’t judge me.

The real tragedy was when I got home and realized I didn’t have any bendy straws. Luckily, krebscout was able to lend me a few so that I could truly enjoy my chocolate milk.