I want to get this out of the way first and foremost.
You should go and check out The Tall One because she has a thing for combining words and I just have a problem speaking. She is my Stalger (blog stalker) and I am hers. It's really a fantastic relationship we have and she lives less than an hour away..
Meant to be?
I think yes.
Also, if you haven't, go read Blunt Delivery.
She is one of my favorite bloggers/people.
She is a fantastic writer no matter what the topic.
Today's 'bite' is beautiful.
Go read her too if you love me.
If not, don't tell me.. I don't want to be sad today.
Okay, now that those are out of the way let's talk about something else! *cue cheering*
I have officially entered the "floating" stage of the year before your birthday.
WAIT, RANDOM INTERJECTION.
Somebody please explain to me how the Spider *shudders* I just smooshed with my shoe has seemingly come back to life?! UMMM, I am really not okay with this since I am 100% arachnophobic and am quite possibly beginning to have a panic attack if I am not already... Um... somebody please tell me we don't have zombie spiders or that spiders now have a super power to come back to life now.
Great. I'm going to have nightmares for weeks.
This is what I get for being freaking arachnaphobic.
again, I am not okay with this.
So back to me being in the floating stage before my birthday thing...
My birthday is 3 months away and to me, maybe not to you, it seems to be flying by but standing still at the same time. I hate this sensation, its like I come to terms with
OHMYGOD, I'm pretty sure the leg just twitched on the Zombie spider. I don't know for sure since I'm trying ot type this out, but you guys, this thing is in my periferals. I can't not see it. It's like I need horse blinders in order of avoid looking at it.
my birthday being close and I'll just have to wait, but I'm getting SO impatient at the same time.
I'd blame it on the fact that I'm turning 21 this year but in reality, I get this way every year around this time because obviously my birthday is my favorite day.
okay guys, I don't think i'm going to be able to finish this post because that really was a zombie spider. I literally came un-balled from when I smooshed it, sat there tapping its foot and the took off scampering down the wall.
Being an adult, I ran out to get someone to kill it for me.
Now I feel like I have things crawling all over me.
This is awful.
I'm going to go cry in a corner now.
ps - in the editting phase of this post, I seriously looked down and jumped out of my chair because I saw my own hair on me. There is something seriously wrong with me people. Does anyone have any idea how to work through arachnaphobia?? I mean, I know I should just go head on with my worst fear but obviously after the above incident, I can't. I mean, in 6th grade, I got out of taking an open book test because there was a spider on one of the pages and I screamed, slammed the book shut and started bawling my eyes out. It was traumatizing for an 11 year old okay? Yes, I mean both the spider being in the book and the fact that I did that in the middle of a SILENT classroom in MIDDLE SCHOOL.
pps - Don't ya'll wish you could be in my head?
pppss - Also, I'd provide a picture of what I think a Zombie Spider looks like, but then I'd never be able to come back to my own blog.. you guys understand that right? Also, if all the mention of the "spee-ider" (think MegaMind) comes back to haunt me here and shows up in my ads, I might have a heart attack... I am not considering changing all of the "s" words into "spee-ider"... tempting.. but I'm lazy.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
I'm about to embarrass the crap out of myself.
Like for reals.
I have no idea what is possessing me to think this might even remotely be a good idea, but I figure, its Wednesday and we all could use a laugh and what the hell... why not laugh at my expense?
You. are. welcome.*
So remember last week (I do not post enough) when I winked at you at the end of my post and declared it is really hard to take a winking picture? Well, I thought I'd give you the proof of the difficulty I had in making this happen for you guys.
As you can see this is failure at its finest. I personally thought it was so bad that I made it a pretty color so your eyes won't completely be burned.
FYI, there was nothing in my eye.
I look like I got something in my eye on this one and it hurts.. REAL BAD.
I look like I got something in my eye on this one and it hurts.. REAL BAD.
In which I saved it under "Scream" in My Pictures folder since I am obviously replicating the Scream Mask we have all come to love and adore.
And LAST but not LEAST:
The obvious winner considering I got the cute little crinkly winky nose in it. YAY ME!
high fives all around.
*I hate this phrase. I really, really do.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
I heard on the radio this morning that the Biebs is auctioning off a lock of his hair on Ebay for some Animal Shelter. The last I heard the bidding was up to $12,200. WHAT THE HELL? That's a LOT of money for hair people. A LOT of money for hair. That would put me out of debt, minus school loans of course, and leave me with some pennies left over.
I wish I had that kind of chump change to spend on JUSTIN BIEBER's hair.
Editor's note: Just checked (it is 12:30) and the bidding is up to $15,700. UGH. Would any of you like to buy a lock of my hair? I almost don't want you to answer that.. but please, please do.
Editor's note 2.0: The Bieb's hair ended up selling for a little over $40,000. I am kind of disgusted but at the same time I totally dig it.
I'm really still trying to figure out the appeal of Justin Bieber. At least the appeal for me. I totally dig why all these girls love him because I felt (and still feel) that way about the Backstreet Boys. Don't judge me. I've been to quite a few of there concerts, most recently in 2008 before I left for college and I felt like a little girl falling in love for the first time all over again. I was all screamy like the "Beliebers" are now.
And just for the record, New Kids on the Block and Backstreet Boys are going to be in concert on my Birthday in Detroit. I'm pretty sure that is one way I'll be spending my 21st birthday.
Not even kidding a little bit.
I think it will be a legit way to start off my celebrations. Especially since I'll go, enjoy the concert, have some drinks there, come back home and hit the bars and it probably won't even be midnight. SEE plenty of time to party for those of you all,
"if you go to that concert you won't be able to paaaaaarty with uuuuuuuuusssss-uh"
(imagine that in your whiney voice.. or your whiney friends voice. Your choice.)
Suck it up biatches.
It's my 21st.
Besides, I'm planning a totally rad birthday party for Friday (since my birthday is on a Thursday).
Well, I'm planning on planning a totally rad birthday party for Friday.
You guys can still help me to plan my birthday yo.
Then I can travel around the states and visit you for birthday drinks. :)
Well, I got off topic.
So yeah, I'm just not getting what all the Hu-Bub is all about... as far as being a super fan when it comes to Bieber.
Me, I totally get being a superfan of the BSB. I mean come on.. I think it was there 2000 tour (or something like that) where they flew out over the audience, and I managed to get close enough to the stage to be able to touch Howie's hand. I cried and vowed never to wash it again, of course that lasted all of 20 minutes, except the crying.. I'm feeling a little choked up over it now.
So yeah, when I saw that is hair was going for $12,000 I was just shocked and appalled.
I would never sell such a priceless thing being a superfan.
I mean hello.
(do you guys have any idea how hard it is to take a winking picture? didn't think so)
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