TGIF

Today, I have many thoughts. (and in my head I am writing this in the accent of an aged Cuban Man)

I have re-discovered my love of the Tulsa City County Library this week. I had, for a while, been distancing myself from this beloved place. We were best friends all growing up. Our relationship was slightly creepy. I may have even mentioned how much I love the library here before. However, we had a falling out, due to the fact that they told me that I had kept the HP CDs for too long, and I owed them upwards of 25 dollars. So, we haven't had any contact for several months. It's been very difficult. Yesterday, however, I decided to be the bigger person. I decided to pay my fine, in an attempt to not let the library know how much it had hurt me. Then, I stepped up to the counter and the wonderful lady there told me that I did not owe them seven billion dollars, but 2. Apparently the fine on books and cds caps out at $2. They just wanted me to give the books back, so they were threatening me. But it's ok. We've resolved our differences, and now we're back to creepy library love.

Speaking of the library. I hate it when the self check out doesn't work. Not that I'm checking out anything naughty or crazy town. I just don't like it when people are all up in my bidness. Don't dangle self reliance in front of me and then snatch it away on the most juvenile book that I'm checking out. Maybe I'm taking back my creepy library love. (It's alright. Our love is volatile).

I'm buying this clock for my desk. It's gonna be AMAZING.

This picture made me laugh for about 10 minutes straight. Which made me look like a lunatic. Good thing there's no one around to see it. Just making me look more crazy. It is a vicious cycle.

They're having a fire! (sale)

I think it's weird when people lick their fingers to turn pages on books. Who decided that that was a good idea? To spread their saliva all over every page of every piece of reading material? And when do you decide to do that? At what point in your life do you say I will now start licking myself in order to read? Crazies.

I miss TGIF. Remember when you got to sit around on Friday nights and watch Boy Meets World and Sabrina the Teenage Witch and Step by Step? They should totally bring that back. But not with new dumb shows. Just bring back the originals. It's okay if they're re-runs. We freaking love them.

I wish I had access to a letterpress machine so I could make sweet business cards. I love letterpress.

Who does that? what kind of person (or bread maker) acts like that?

I bought a new kind of bread this week.

They were out of my favorite kind, so I got the cheapest kind.
Let me tell you why it was the cheapest.
BECAUSE THEY SLICE IT TOO THIN!
You know how for most bread, a serving size is 1 slice?
This bread is 3 slices.
It's so thin that when you put it in the toaster, it comes out curled up.
Because it can't stand up straight. It's too thin.
This is ridiculous.
Don't buy.

With my by myself

I am currently sans-roommates (As I have never once mentioned my actual address here, and am friends with those who read this blog and know where I live, I trust you guys to not come try to kill and R me in my sleep after learning this information). All of mine moved out and no one moved in.

There are good and bad things about this.

The good:

It is really clean in my apartment. Seriously. Nothing out of place, all the dishes done. Everything.

I can listen to whatever I want, watch whatever I want, make as much noise as I want. Basically I don't have to worry about offending anyone. Even when I don't sleep with pants on (yeah, I said it).

The bad:

Because I don't have much human contact, I've kind of taken to... talking to myself? Not all the time, just every once in a while. Maybe if it were all the time it would make more sense, but since it's not, it's just really awkward.

Also, most of my to-myself-statements end with "whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?"

photo courtesy of

I know, it's weird. I totally would understand if you guys don't want to be my friend anymore. I realize I may have just freaked you all out a lot.

Hot Dang, I make a mean deviled egg.

I mean, really.
Incredibly edible.
Sinfully delicious.
Just yummy.
And on that note, here's a video for you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tO1k2Y3o-iM

No touching

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UuHILqDIvis

I show you this so that you can look at the outfit that George Bluth is wearing.
Because I now have one of those. And handcuffs. And a KAZOO!
Why?
Because I was in a parade yesterday. A glorious parade. Making a statement about drunk driving.
Don't believe me?
Take a gander.


So awesome.

final countdown

you should probably listen to this song while you read this post.
i listened to it while i wrote it.

2 hours of class
1 day of finals
4 hours of tests
1 day of packing
1 meeting
7 meals
2 nights
1 fhe
1 paper
3 days
and i am going
HOME
with no school
no work
no tests
no papers
it is time.
(almost)

there's always money in the banana stand

photo courtesy of

alright, this post isn't actually about money.
or stands.
but it does involve frozen bananas.
and pineapple.
and strawberries.
i like smoothies. and i found a really good combination.

1 frozen banana
5 fresh strawberies
some fresh pineapple
milk
a little sugar.

aaaaaaaand blend.

it is sooo good.