Oh, and also I got excited when I saw a kitten in the clouds this morning while driving to work.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Pie Hole
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Yeah, enjoy
If anyone were to track the things I Google on a daily basis…it would not be much weirder than anyone else's Google searches. Right?
A sampling of today's inquiries:
Bowl cuts for women
The history of Swiss watches
What are those things called that you use to hang glasses around your neck?
Pederast
Words ending in "doux"
Olivia Palermo
Shiba Inu puppy cam
Island made of an upside down rock pictures
And so concludes the most worthless thing I have ever spent ten minutes on. That's a lie.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Why I can't eat healthy
Fair warning, I use the word salad A LOT in this post and after reading it you probably will feel like it's not a real word anymore.
All day long I have been thinking about the salad I am going to make for dinner. I hated any form of lettuce/spinach/green leafy things until approximately four months ago, but I am going to continue appreciating this new-found salad love until it vanishes as quickly as it came. So, this is the glorious salad I was going to prepare:
Totally amped on the realization I was craving a salad, I started taking it too far (as I am prone to doing). All the sudden I had the next five meals of my life planned out and they all involved some kind of spinach and fruit concoction that I found on fancy food blogs. It had been a long day at work and the thought kept me going for the better part of eight hours. If that sounds pathetic, then I have described it properly.
Internal instances that occurred:
"This project is hard…but I want to eat healthy! I'm a superhero! I can do anything!"
"My neck hurts from looking at a computer screen with my head tilted in bewilderment all day…but as soon I eat those salad meals I am going to feel invincible!"
"EXCEL SPREADHSEET! I would kill you…..but then I wouldn't feel so peaceful as I eat my delicious salad dinner."
Then I got an email.
"Hey…want to get pizza for dinner tonight?"
Seriously? Of course I want to get pizza tonight.
*salad from here
All day long I have been thinking about the salad I am going to make for dinner. I hated any form of lettuce/spinach/green leafy things until approximately four months ago, but I am going to continue appreciating this new-found salad love until it vanishes as quickly as it came. So, this is the glorious salad I was going to prepare:
Totally amped on the realization I was craving a salad, I started taking it too far (as I am prone to doing). All the sudden I had the next five meals of my life planned out and they all involved some kind of spinach and fruit concoction that I found on fancy food blogs. It had been a long day at work and the thought kept me going for the better part of eight hours. If that sounds pathetic, then I have described it properly.
Internal instances that occurred:
"This project is hard…but I want to eat healthy! I'm a superhero! I can do anything!"
"My neck hurts from looking at a computer screen with my head tilted in bewilderment all day…but as soon I eat those salad meals I am going to feel invincible!"
"EXCEL SPREADHSEET! I would kill you…..but then I wouldn't feel so peaceful as I eat my delicious salad dinner."
Then I got an email.
"Hey…want to get pizza for dinner tonight?"
Seriously? Of course I want to get pizza tonight.
*salad from here
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