Sunday, August 31, 2008

I'm a Creature of Habit

So my nightly bedtime routine involves me snuggling up in my comforter and falling asleep to a favorite movie. And boy is it ROU-TINE. I usually watch the same few movies over and over and over again. It's because of this that I have achieved the phenomenon of watching Aladdin over 400 times (Seriously, you think I'm joking, but I'm not). Other nightly favorites of mine include Pride & Prejudice and the 1961 version of The Parent Trap. But due to me already having exhausted my threshold for The Parent Trap this past month and having my copy of P&P stolen--I mean, borrowed--by my sister, I've had to search for other alternatives.

So as I plopped myself down in front of my family's meager DVD collection, I was presented with lots of options which is not a good thing for me (for more information on my indecisiveness, see previous post). Immediately I was drawn to the Disney Platinum Collection DVD's, but decided that tonight I was going to be spontaneous and "live on the wild side" (and I guess--in this case--that entails going to bed at 10:30 on a Saturday night). So after sifting through some newer acquisitions to the collection--all of which I recall getting a "rotten" score on Rotten Tomatoes--I chose a movie (shocking, I know).

Don't ask me why I picked A River Runs Through It to finish off my evening...I don't even know myself. Supposedly according to the DVD case, "Robert Redford has fashioned a masterpiece" and in my book, anyone who owns Sundance and created the Sundance film festival is worth a shot. So we're giving this one a try tonight...we'll see if it does the job and puts me to sleep.

I'm Indecisive

I'm probably in the world ranking as one of the "Top 10 Most Indecisive People." Oh, I have no problem narrowing down my options, but once I have only 2-5 choices left...I'm hopeless. This is especially painful when it comes to ordering food: "do I want healthy? Or yummy? The full portion or the lunch size? But this one is cheaper; hmm, but this one is healthy." I mull over the options in my head over so many times that even the waitress has to say, "STILL deciding, hun?"

Really--I'm embarrassing to dine with because I take forever. Once I even tried to be decisive and get the best of both worlds by asking the waiter if I could get asparagus on my pizza--the groans and embarrassed looks of my party immediately followed. What?!...It sounded good...

Wednesday, August 13, 2008


No. I can't deposit money into your checkings account because NO SUCH THING EXISTS. But I can put it into your checking account.

I feel like screaming this 100 times a day. That is all.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Nice Legs

It's 110 degrees outside, but my church building is an icebox inside. Therefore, I didn't feel stupid wearing my leopard print tights to church today. Yes, they make me look like a diva but they get the job done. I was chatting in the hall in between classes and some passing guy looked me over and said, "Nice legs." It just made me laugh because while I do have very nice legs, all it took was some obnoxious leopard tights to get someone to notice.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Drug Dealin'

Today I worked 11-6 and didn't take a lunch. But don't worry about me, I saw it coming so on my way out the door I grabbed the quickest, mini-meal ever: my meal replacement/protein powder. I ziplocked it in a cute plastic bag and stored it for later. I was working at a branch today that is within a grocery store, so when business got slow I quickly bought myself a 16 oz. bottle of Skim Milk.

The powder is a mess to dump into the small opening of the bottle, so I stashed off into the bathroom to create my concoction over the sink--for easy clean up! When I walk in there, the place is empty except for one stall where I heard the awkward shuffles of feet and then the sudden silence of the feet. I didn't care and started adding my white powder to the milk. At this point, I felt that I looked like a cocaine addict who was trying to get a quick fix in the bathroom. And I'm sure that's what it would have looked like to anyone who walked in: white powder everywhere, me anxiously trying to clean it up. Yeah.

But honestly, I was in there for about 5 minutes and the whole time that person in the stall never moved a muscle. Stage fright, perhaps? Whatever it was, if anyone was doing drugs in the bathroom, it was definitely her. Not me.