Conspiracy Theories

Thursday. Time to write.

After browsing my last few posts, I realized, rather obviously, that most of my posts are in bullet-point form. I imagine that reading lists about my life can get rather boring. In this post, I will endeavor to only use paragraph form, both for my personal growth as well as the avoidance of disdain for all three of my readers.

I seriously need help organizing my room. Not organizing like there's stuff all over the floor (well, there is, but that's not what I'm talking about), but organizing in that I have a pile of items that I want very much but can't seem to organize so they look nice. These things include a typewriter and a record player. EEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Last week when I wore my awesome beanie, one of the guys in my class told me that I looked "dashing." I think he's gay. And now I think he's awesome.

I'm not wearing a beanie today. Today I am wearing a new pair of argyle socks, and I like them immensely. If the whole short-skirt/ knee socks thing wasn't considered so skanky, I'd wear that combo all the time. Call me fashion-backwards. My love for argyle socks shouts louder than the cries of haters.

The Counting Crows' song "Holiday in Spain" may or may not encapsulate my life right now. Oh the things I would do if money wasn't an issue. Sigh.

I recently twittered that Wedding Season is Over! and not two days later, two more couples are engaged. I smiled. And then walked away and cussed.

WHY won't CBS post their shows online? Why? Real cool, CBS. Make me miss The Big Bang Theory every week. I swear it's like those people want me to buy a TiVo. Hmmm... I feel a conspiracy swirling about.

My white hoodie magically showed up on my chair this morning after I basically put out a wanted ad on our home chalkboard. And 3/4 of us roommates don't know how it got there (back into my possession). Hmm... My life is just full of conspiracy.

I really need a new phone. Mine is acting like it's been dropped one too many times (which it probably has). I find it mildly absurd how expensive phones are.

I had to make a trek to Best Buy last night in search of the cords we needed for YL (granted, they didn't have them and I almost had a fit) and all I could think of was Chuck and the Buy More. TV has clearly invaded my life. It seriously freaks me out when I enter a Best Buy.

Why do I buy Venti beverages? I typically can't finish them, so it's like I'm wasting about $3 of the $6 that this Pumpkin Spice Latte costs. And seriously? Starbucks profits must skyrocket during the winter season, especially with the re-entrance of these outrageously overpriced drinks. And apparently the stores aren't carrying canned pumpkin. What the hell? Like, why? How am I going to make my pumpkin soup without PUMPKIN? Is the United States having a pumpkin shortage? I find that hard to believe.

I haven't been grocery shopping in like a month and a half. Not kidding. So this week I've needed to eat out every day. It's getting old and I'm feeling poor. More poor than usual, that is.

I have nice teeth, and this makes me happy.

thursday

Thursday thoughts:

-My record player is on the way.

-I just made a list of things I want for my birthday, which is two months away.

-I like the word "musings" but it is completely overused and I dislike that.

-I've been testing my typing skills. Yesterday was 85 wpm with no mistakes. Yeah, I feel really good about that.

-When my proof reader questions how a sentence is put together (not mine, mind you), I want to punch something.

-Today is "awesome beanie" day. I am, therefore, wearing an awesome, awesome beanie.

-Beth's turning 25 today. I wish I was there.

-My desk was messy, so I threw all of my papers on the floor. Now the floor is messy.

-Colorado Springs feels very small today. I wonder if most cities are like this. Maybe I need to move to find out. But I'm not feeling very brave these days. And I need a job. And I like my friends. And I cherish my young lifers. So I guess I'll have to accept small town for now.

-I received a text last Friday from an individual that I dated on and off for five years. It was strange. And it's amazing how much changes in a year.

-I'm almost 25. Katie Perry is 25. Katie Perry got pulled off Sesame Street for her risque clothing choice for her segment with Elmo. I think that's funny. And bizarre. I'm the same age as Katie Perry. W.T.F.

-I can't decide what I want for lunch, but I'm seriously hungry.

-Modern Family made me snicker when I watched it. Glee left me enraptured. Chuck just made me happy. I happen to like this week of TV very much.

-Jen wants me to take Zumba with her. I think it would be incredibly embarrassing to tell someone that I just got back from Zumba. "I'm going to Zumba!" Yes, that sounds ridiculous.

-I have a trash load of work to do. I don't want to do any of it.

-I bought a ticket to the Weepies concert and I don't know a single other person that's going. It's a tad frightening.

-Okay, Noodles? Panera? Garbanzo?

-I still can't believe I'm in school. I like school. But gees. I forgot how much work school is.

-I'm going to another wedding Saturday. Blurg.

-I really like getting up early in the morning. It's quiet and lovely. And then I get to work and realize that I'm totally exhausted and have an extreme desire to retract that statement.

-Nap at the desk? Looking likely.

-I have a glob of miles on my credit card. This means I should go somewhere. Suggestions?

-Crap. There really is a load of crap all over the floor.

-My nightly ritual has become drinking a glass of water with some lemon. And then Bekah comes to my room and cleans it while I read my text book. I'm a jerk. I've already told her that she'll have ice cream coming her direction.

-Can I have like two days off, besides the weekend?

bought a record player.

finally did it.

why

I didn't even try. Oh 16-year-old Maren. I may have hated it. I don't quite think I would have become France's prima ballerina. But I didn't even try.

People say they live without regret.

I am not one of those people.

I can't lie: I love the Air Academy Senior Class of '11. Like, love them. They're my favorite.

Melissa brought me Whole Foods Daisies yesterday. Holy gorgeous flowers, batman.

Today I have a nectarine, a vintage-looking mustard colored jacket and a job. I have a typewriter coming my way, the perfect girl to give my Tom's to, a huge picture of a llama on the front of my notebook and a meeting with the bosses. I'm not going to lose my job. Today I have a caramel macciato and scones that only cost me .26 after my gift card. I found $20 yesterday.

I have my grandpa's old house key that looks like just like a Tiffany's key. And it actually means something.

There are many good things in life today. I'm thankful. It's been a bit of a hellish last two weeks... I'm a gifts person. And Jesus has sure put some tangible gifts in my life. I'm thankful.

Regroup

Time to regroup.

Time to start working my brains to death- again.

Time to stop being sick.

Time for lattes, my new CDs and the hundreds of emails I've received over the last two days.

Time to start breathing again. When I can.

In the last two-ish weeks...

-My grandpa died. I don't even know what to think.

-My roommate moved out and got married. I had a blast at the wedding.

-I liked a boy for about 24 hours and then realized that every other girl and their mom likes him, too. Curse. So I stopped liking him.

-A good thing: Britta is giving me a typewriter. That makes my heart jump with happy. And I miss Britta.

-I'm so tired it hurts. I couldn't sleep last night, save for half-hour intervals. I actually slept on the couch for the first time because I was so miserable in my room.

-My schedule got totally screwed due to a day off, and a trip to Oregon for a funeral and all that other crap.

-I am really sick. It hurts to keep my eyes open.

-I'm just sad.

-I miss my YL girls like hell.

-I don't know how I'm going to make it through this week.

-I have about 120 pages of text book to read before Thursday. yipes.

-I miss Beth.

-I want to cry.

I am the following:

-Back in Colorado Springs

-Unbelieving that it's only Wednesday because this has been one of the longest weeks in recent memory

-Utterly exhausted

-Trying to stay focused and failing somewhat

-Dying to go home and GO TO BED

-Fighting off a stress/ exhaustion/ sugar-overload migraine

-Misspelling words. That doesn't happen. Something is wrong.

-Forgetting simple words

-... and mostly just being tired. really, really tired

I told my roommates last night that if I receive a typewriter for my birthday, I'll start writing a book.

That's a tall order. But I'll do it.

Britta- if you're reading this, I love you. I always will.