good morning morning

No, I'm not just waking up, but I thought I'd say good morning to the day anyway. Today feels like it's going to be a good day. All the bosses at work are out of town, I have a lunch date with two of the three amigos, and I'm guessing that Carmine's will not let me down.

Yay for calzones!

blog surfing

Is anyone else tired of seeing boobs and butts every time they try to find a new blog to read? Whenever I click "Next Blog" on Blogger sites, it's next to impossible not to come across some creepy porn "blog" promising me videos of Britney blowing and Jennifer jacking somebody off. If I wanted to see naked girls pretending to have orgasms, I'd use Google. Blogs are for words and thoughts and...well, not porn. Pornography sites are for porn.

Keep your porn off my blogs.

Speaking of blogs, my Bloglines is currently filled to the brim. I have so many posts to read, I'm not sure if it will ever happen. I know that I can automatically clear the right-wing, Republican blogs that I subscribe just to get an idea of what's going on behind enemy lines, but I don't want to miss anything in my National Geographic feeds, or for that matter, any of my feeds. Ooo, I could also clear the two community paper blogs I try (half-hearted) to keep up with. And I'm sure that I don't need to read all 152 posts from BlogHer, considering I never really read that one. Okay, now I'm down to about 150 posts to read. Maybe I'll just skim.

Also, is anyone watching The Two Coreys? The episode I have been waiting for all season is coming up on Sunday. Finally, after ignoring the show for the past couple of months, the two Coreys are going to come to blows. Over what, I don't care, I just want to see how they fight. If anyone feels the need to place bets over who cries first, I'm in. Let me know.

back to school, back to school

School is back. Currently I'm signed up for 12 hours of brow beating, but hopefully there will be at least one non-T.A. head of class the semester. Either way, taking night classes and working during the day is going to KILL me! So bring it on.

We've been looking at houses lately and may have found one that we'll seriously pursue. However, since 20% is the magic number (according to everyone), we have a long while before we'll have a down payment ready. So more than likely we have no chance of getting the house we're currently eyeballing. Why can't people just throw money at us?

the dog

Mine's sitting on the couch next to me, sleeping and running and sleeping and running, but someone else's dog managed to get his own t.v. show and t-shirt line. This is why I need to start a reality show about being a lazy college student. If there is a market out there for a family of bounty hunters, there has to be a market for me. I promise, I'm super interesting. Today, I've already done the dishes, e-mailed a few customers, gone to the bathroom (twice), and talked on the phone. That's entertainment!

But really, today is my first day off since what feels like the beginning of time, so if I was supposed to do something for you today, good luck getting it done. Call me tomorrow, the phone's off the hook.

how to be a great parent

I'm not a parent, nor do I plan to be in the near future, but I think that if I was a mommy, this feed would be on my bloglines:

Babble

who i'm voting for

this weekend

Will be fun. For incredibly nerdy reasons. First of all, tonight's dinner entree will be shrimp. Yum. Tomorrow night will be Black Bean Tortilla Pie. Double yum. And Sunday's will be bbq pork chops. So we're all set up for an amazing weekend of food. Also, Amy's mom is coming in, which is always fun because she gets my jokes, and actually thinks a couple of them are funny, so I'll have someone to encourage my misbehaving.

That's all really. Just wanted to share about my upcoming fun!

amazing!

This will be my third post in just over twenty-four hours.

And I am STILL bored! We're up at my lady's work right now, wasting the night away. I have no idea what made me think that tagging along would be a good idea, but at the time, it seemed to beat sleeping. I was wrong.

I found this site called "Eco-Libris", where I can "Balance out my books and plant a tree." For every book that I own, I'm supposed to send them a dollar, and they will use those funds towards planting a tree. What a novel idea! I even get a cute little sticker, made from recycled paper, to attach to my book jackets, and make me feel better about myself. I wonder if it works...Lately I find myself reading about living greener and saving what's left, so maybe I should turn some of these lessons learned into lessons practiced.

First lesson to heed: recycle. Even though my neighborhood does not have recycling bins, I could at least recycle my paper, plastic, and glass. I just need bins to hold everything in. I'm sure I can buy a couple of forty dollar buckets at my local Container Store.

right now

I should be cleaning. I should be sleeping. I should be making something. But I'm not. I'm blogging. And, to warn you ahead of time, this blog is likely to fall under the catergory of "Nothingness". With Beirut's "Elephant Gun" in the background, my dog under my feet, and Cinammon Toast Crunch in my belly, life is good. There's something about brass horns that just make everything better. Oh, and the singing isn't so bad either.

I spent tonight at work doing nothing much. It's really kind of hard to get much at all done in four hours, with all the questions and concerns of everyone around me. I should carry a sign that says "I don't know" with me everywhere I go. Even if it doesn't cause people to look elsewhere for assisstance, it would at least make me feel better. Perhaps I would even giggle as I pulled it out of my bag. And, of course, it would have to be mounted on foam board. And printed with a laser printer, so as not to smudge too much, in the event that I'm forced to pull it out in the middle of a tsunami, or any other event that produces falling water.

This is how bored I am right now. I'm inventing scenarios in which it would be socially acceptable for me to blatantly ignore someone by shoving a sign in their face. I really don't have a problem helping people, I just wish that I worked in an environment where I didn't HAVE to help people if I didn't have time at the moment.

Which would be all the moments.

who are these people??

These ones that blog every day? How is that possible?? I'm sitting here with Amy, and as we watch another bad Kevin Bacon movie on television, I can't help but pick up the laptop. But my first instinct is not to type up an exaggerated thought for the day.

Today we rearranged the living room, learned about a pregnancy, and decided we're too young to be mommies. A lot went on today. I can hardly remember if I went to work or not, but then I remember something that my boss did, and it all comes rushing back.

Oh, Kevin Bacon, why didn't you stop with Footloose?

i hate my job

I hate my job, I hate my job, I ate my job, I ate my job...

I didn't eat my job, but it's actually starting to sound rather practical. My boss is crazy. Crazy. Freaking crazy, a lunatic. And she's now cutting my hours because I complained to HR about something she tried to do, something that they said was "shady". So what now? The way I see it, I have three option: #1, I can quit, which is what she wants, so that's not going to happen. #2, I can go to HR about her cutting my hours, but I have no idea if I could prove that she's doing it out of malice. Or, my favorite, #3, I could go to the manager of the other job I put my application in for and tell them that I want to interview as soon as possible. I know that I'm in the running for the promotion, and boy do I want it. Not just because I need to get further from CRAZY, but because this other job is something I was made for, something that was made for me. I'm perfect for it.

Dear Blog Gods, please let someone who matters read this and fire my boss. She is truly touched in the head. Somebody save me!

washing and drying

We FINALLY got a washer and dryer, and now, the world is a different place entirely. Clothes are clean, sheets are smooth, and I am the envy of all my friends. That last one isn't true, but I love the new washer and dryer.

the wonders of the wii

Here is what I find to be wonderful about the Wii:

#1
The Wii has returned my Gamecube to me. Though we have been parted for the past 3 years, it is back in my possession again. I have re-learned how to play Zelda (sort of), and Amy and I are back to playing Madden football. Though we're both terrible and probably couldn't even begin to compete with an actual "gamer", it's been fun. If only we could both remember how to play SSX Tricky...Last night's first return run was awful.

#2
Boring visits to my parents house have been made less so with bowling challenges. Again, nothing I'm good at, but it's better than cable television.

#3
Tennis. Something I'm also terrible at, but it is way fun. It's like playing ping pong without the table.

That's all I have to say about the Wii. Mostly I'm excited because we have the Gamecube again. There you have it.