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Canned Meat

People are zombies. I'm moving back to Colorado soon. I wonder if there are fewer zombies there. I think a nice, fresh brain sounds pretty good right about now. What's up with canned meat? Does anyone else think that's freaky? I got yelled at tonight by a guy driving next to me, he was SO angry. He said the "F" word and called me an idiot. As if he even knows. He was the one signalling that he was going right, and then quickly changed his mind and thought he needed to be in my lane as I was slowing down to make a left turn, and yes, I signaled. Has everyone here forgotten how to signal? Unfortunately my window was down and he was able to scream directly into it. "Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge, I'm tryin' not to lose my head. hahaha ha ha." mmmm, good song. It IS like a jungle sometimes! I DO often wonder how I keep from going under! I would love to go down under though. To Outback Steak House. I'm sure there are rules though, like: you have to pay your bill. You probably can't punch people either. psh. I just got that tired feeling, the feeling you get that makes you rub your face with your hands. Maybe crack your knuckles. You know.

Boys

I've kept a journal since I was twelve (1997), well, actually before that, but I no longer have the earliest diary (with a unicorn on it that I bought from a book fair in elementary school with all the change I had saved up to buy it) so I don't know when I started keeping a journal. I really enjoy keeping it up-to-date. I try not to write in it when I'm SUPER pissed, but it happens. That's why you should never read it. None of you. But you probably already knew that you shouldn't read someones personal journal/diary (unless you're retarded/the author is dead). I wouldn't mind if my journals were read after I died. I would be dead. so. If you read my journal now, I will be dead to you. If you wait until I'm dead, it will keep me alive in the sense that you will learn even more about me than you ever cared to know. I don't write terribly often. I hope to give it an overall humorous tone. I wish I did more sketches, but I always just go back to the regular cursive writing of a twelve year old. I really like looking back through the years and remembering all the emotions from all the events/lack of events I've experienced. I love the times I would write about boys, although it was usually just my imagination that would get anywhere with them. Now that I've made you want to read my stupid journal, let me remind you: don't. Unless I'm dead.

Or this guy will come and get you while you're sleeping.

Hanky

I'm alive!

I have to tell you, I like veggie burgers. I had a good one in DC at the Luna Cafe:

So big. So lentil-filled. I want one so bad right now. We went back to this cafe the next day and I got eggs benedict for brunch. I tried to make my own veggie burger patties once. It was sad. I used lentils and tofu... I have no idea what else... maybe some flour. They didn't hold together very well. Florida doesn't take kindly to vegetarian diets. This kid at the library farted near us once, and he obviously ONLY ate beef. I was like:

NOOOOOOOO!  This guy knows. He's so tormented. This was a sculpture at the National Gallery in DC. Seeing all kinds of art is so humbling. AnyWHOOOOOOO... Naomi loves taking pictures with my camera. Here's one that's pretty fun:

So there you have it. Another blog post. Bye.

Tie Knee

That salad spinner/chopper from MyCokeRewards.com was a total piece of CRaP!

Also, on this date four years ago, Jason and I got marriaged.

I love you baby boob booby boo!!!

Look at ya, bein' my soul mate and what-not.

We went to Washington DC and Virginia for our anniversary. Virginia IS for lovers.

It was fun timez. Just wish it wasn't over already.

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Gubernatorial

haha, funny word.

Cuckold is funny too. Except for the definition. 

I like interacting with other people at work. There was a really cool customer that came in today. He asked me what's shakin' and he was wearing a wonderfully stupid pair of sunglasses (indoors and also during a thunderstorm). 

There's a Madagascar 3 and I wasn't aware of Madagascar 2, or perhaps I forgot all about the second Madagascar because I care very little about all of them. I just know my nephew likes to "move it move it".

Dulce de Leche Cheerios smell good. I wish there was a Dulce de Leche Cheerios scented candle out there. Sometimes I want to eat candles, but I know I shouldn't because they're all waxy.

The worst!

I like a good nose.

The Madness

My child keeps spitting

My ends are splitting

I can't wait for... something. hmm. I redeemed some Coke Rewards points today for a salad spinner/chopper. I know, it's kind of strange getting something seemingly healthy from a soda website. I don't drink the soda, the people I live with do and I take the codes from the boxes/bottle caps. Okay, I have one once in a great while.

I can't wait for... Jason to come home in a few minutes! Our anniversary is later this month. Ain't that sweet? It will be four years. Then we graduate, right? We're finally taking a vacation together. We didn't have a honey moon. We went to Glenwood Springs when I was in my first trimester of pregnancy and I was super-nauseous the entire time. Miserable. It was beautiful though, so I guess it counts. Snowy. Snow STORM. I drove many hours through a snow storm and because of the whole pregnant thing I didn't get into the hot springs that Glenwood Springs is known for. (Laughter) sad. ANYWAYS, we are taking a week-long vacation soon without our child. It will be relaxing and I will not be pregnant. It will be inexpensive enough to keep our savings and far enough away to be exciting. Stay tuned for further ramblings about crap.

*Update: I actually was pregnant during that trip. hahaha. ...sigh.