"Look, JR, I've got a blue one with a cool twisty clip and one made of all recycled material. I got one that's triangle shaped, and one from a lodge in Colorado. Isn't that cool?"
Thanks, Duane, for reminding me of the little joys.
I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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Remember those click erasers? I fidgit a lot, and I had fun clicking the eraser while in class. That is until the teacher asked me to stop in front of the whole class. Oops. That was southwestern college for you. At least at UCSD the class was large enough that the prof couldn't hear you IMing during class(thank god for a campus wide wireless network) or clicking your pens. Although there was this one guy reading the paper in class... yeah, one professor didn't like that one.
I can not be trusted alone in an office supply store, or a bookstore, since the 2 times I spent entire paychecks in them. There should be 12 step programs for both these fetishes.
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