Friday, April 30, 2010

Blue tooth in one ear and my headset in the other. I feel like a tool.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Spears Meets Office

I haven't posted in a week???

Clearly there's something wrong. Or maybe I've just been busy. That's probably it.

I had a scone this morning. I believe I will change the name to "calorie cake."

Speaking of calorie-laden delicacies, there are these cookies in Colorado Springs that may just be my favorite thing ever. My mom used to bring them home on special occasions. They had these airbrushed designs atop a layer of the best icing I've ever had. They are compliments of a bakery called Bread Heads. Baha. I love puns. Anyway, I went to this bakery, which is basically in the ghetto of town last week in hunt of these lovely cookies, and yet, they were out. OUT! Like 20 minutes out of my way, and they were out. I'll be calling before I go next time.

Holy moly. I am a little tired. I went to bed at 11:15 and got up at six. I had a lot to do before 8:30. I might just fall asleep at my desk.

I purchased a headset this week. So now when I'm on the phone I look like Britney Spears meets office girl. Kinda funny, kinda disconcerting.

Today I am the ultimate messy editor. Three starbucks cups on my desk. One coffee mug. One starbucks water bottle. Sticky notes galore. Legal pads splayed across the desk. Books to review. Pens awry.

My latest love: Sharpie PENS. They don't bleed through and they are WONDERFUL. I want some. I only have three black ones that I bought two weeks ago, and I've lost 2/3.

It was a good week at work. I'm thankful. Thankful for a lot of things this week. Thankful that my identity isn't based on anything except Jesus. What a nightmare if it wasn't.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Oh my gossssssssssh.

Greg Laswell's coming to Denver May 11.

I might pee my pants.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

2 pillows

Glee seriously, genuinely, pissed me off last night.

MARRIED (ha. i had unmarried for a bit there) guys getting busy with single girls? The single girls being fully aware AND okay with it? Are you out of your FREAKING MINDS??? And so nice of them to make fun of Emma for being uncomfortable about having sex with Will. Nice of him to attribute that to the reason they weren't working.

I believe that, as of now, Will Schuster is a douche bag.

So is that weird guy Rachel's dating. I think he's gay. Like, literally gay. Gay guys should not date straight girls. Pretty simple. And no one should ever sing Lionel Richie. Ever. I don't care who you are.

PLUSSSSSSSSSSSS he bagged on Rachel's song from last season. He can go to hell.

Puck's a man whore and is pissed that the girl he knocked up is getting preggers chubby. Bitch please.

So I'm nailing a teen musical on fox for being a-moral?
For being totally unwilling to show actions with consequences?
I should probably know better.

I threw two pillows at the TV last night. I've never done that before.

Granted, the parts where Rachel actually stood up for herself against Fin, and the way Emma told Will to go get his life together were very good things. I took one of the pillows back after that.

But the 'glee' in my TV watching last night was incredibly lacking.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Latest:

New Jakob Dylan

New She and Him

New MGMT- tomorrow

things are well in the music world.

in my head- no. that's why i'm staying home and taking vicodin. and sleeping. so here i go.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

...a wrecking ball

Song of the day:

http://www.myspace.com/fmradioproject

Really, really, really haven't done the slow love song thing lately. But this one I happen to enjoy immensely.


I am tired to the point of delirium.

Can't spell. Laughing at things to the point of snorting.

HAPPY THURSDAY!!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, April 2, 2010

Good Friday, Indeed

I have good news.

This morning I took a typing test, and I still type 70 wpm with one mistake. I suppose all of those classes in middle school truly paid off.

My camera phone is broken. This is tragic, and makes no sense. That's technology for you, I suppose. Maybe I will use "I suppose" in every sentence, although that would make any reader as crazy as it would make me to type it, I suppose. bahaha. Okay, that's enough.

My mom and Joface are coming to visit me today and take me out to lunch. Lunch options on this obscenely wealthy side of town are rather limited, surprisingly. This means we'll probably go to Noodles and Company or Panera Bread.

My high schoolers are getting set for prom. I don't want to go to prom. But I do want to wear a crazy-nice dress.

Why is cutting one's hair such a huge expense? For a legit haircut, I pay $50. Worth it? Well, yes. It's just really expensive.

The new health care reform bill can suck it. I'm not happy. At all. If you'd like to get into a debate with me, I'd be more than glad to indulge you.

No major plans for the weekend. I don't even know which of my roommates are out of town for Easter. Well. I'll be having Easter linner (lunch dinner) with my family.

It's Good Friday. And it's the first Good Friday that I've cried. What a horrible thing it must have been to watch your best friend get murdered in front of your face. And you can't do anything about it. And how hopeless. I can't imagine. My heart breaks, with thankfulness thrown in there. But what an amazing thing to see come Sunday. Talk about the worst-best weekend of your life.

Wow. I can't wrap my mind around it. Maybe that's the point.