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how close to rock bottom is eating a mcdonalds kids meal in my bed after a whole day of watching jersey shore/grey's anatomy? i don't know. my mom was hanging out with her sister all day so i had to take advantage while i could! i'm pretty convinced that i need surgery for something. not only am i convinced, but i actually sort of want one. is that weird? mainly i just want to be a patient at seattle grace, so i can ask george why he's so spastic and why he hasn't gotten a haircut yet. does he get a haircut? don't tell me. i've been thinking about pets a lot lately. i decided that i'm just not meant to be petless. i just barely looked at the album of rosie that my sister has up on fbook (what's with everyone getting notifications on their phones these days? no one ever gets on chat anymore. i need to move on) i cried. i miss her. i want a new pet. i need a new pet. i'm thinking about letting bugg live in my cubicle. i wonder what people would think of that. ew, not in my cubicle, in her cage in my cubicle. what if i let her loose at work? hahahahaha. ew. ew. ew. hahaha. that would be so funny and terrifying and disgusting. i have to go to lunch with the ladies at work tomorrow. at least it's on the company's dime. everyone who was stuck doing the shitty work at the expo gets to go to it. i think i'm the only one who actually enjoys the expo. maybe because i actually feel somewhat important. if you don't know what the expo is, it's an irrigation expo where tons of weird people come and eat lunch and walk around and go to booths and classes. some of the highlights this year: when the health inspector was coming and they made me run around and fix everything before he saw it. then someone told me my hot chocolate was too watery. and i forgot to wipe out a cooler before i used it to mix tang. hahaha. sick. i scooped out all the floaties though. i really hope they don't find this.. i drank a mix of coffee, hot chocolate, and sugar all day. (i brewed it, might as well drink it) i took home two boxes of soda pop. someone called out my "boss" for teasing me. it was a way good time. i wouldn't mind a couple more rainy days. we need a good power outage. do those even happen anymore? they are the best.

those are some big snowflakes

i'm sure we're all real aware of the snow situation outside right now. i had this idea that if i acted like i was enjoying it the universe would see it and consequently it would stop snowing. you know how the universe works… so i drove to a park and i got out and sat on a swing. and i sat there until i realized that it was actually cold, which really didn't take very long. i don't know, i think the universe is on to me and that little trick i played. so i actually might have made it worse. guess we'll find out. until then, keep warm keep strong.

grey

driving through payson makes me feel like i'm in another state. which is exactly why i chose to go to the walgreens in payson to get some butterfingers. also twix ice cream. it's the best. now that i'm all stocked up i can begin my greys anatomy quest. here goes nothin

thinking out loud.

i wanted to write a blog about why chips are so good. it probably would've led into why other foods are good as well. then i got a stomach ache and don't want to think about that sort of thing. i honestly want to find the person who designed this indian cat shirt i have. i need to talk to them. we watched a movie the other night, called catfish. i didn't want to watch it because it's a documentary and i'm so sick of people who don't matter to me's words. like really, shut up. but it was crazy. like ali, you would probably have a panic attack if you watched it. you'd be so freaked out. maybe you have seen it, i don't know. i can't wait for harry potter in july. i'm getting so sick of the choices of movies on netflix. it's a problem. really though, chips are so good. i don't know if you know this or not, but i can't fall asleep in my room if it's hot. i also can't fall asleep if i'm wearing socks. sometimes i seriously sleep with my window open in the winter. i just like to know that my blankets are doing something because i don't even like blankets. deleting people from facebook always makes you feel better. being deleted from facebook does not. do you want to know one thing that i enjoy? going with people to run their errands. i don't know why. i just really do. i like when people tell me i look like hermione. is it weird that my friend sent me a post card to tell me to send him a package? or is it funny? i like.. oh no. i just realized that tomorrow is statement day. shit. i don't like anything.

blinding

i'm doing the only logical thing to be doing at three a.m…

an interpretive light dance to this song.

really diggin this whole snow white video. it's pretty creepy but really just the best

dontcare

if you took a look at my nightstand you'd get a pretty good feel for what life has been like lately. well, as far as ailments are concerned anyway.. i would tell you about them, i thought i could blog more, but it turns out i cannot. do you ever feel like you've just heard too many words? that's how i feel. i thought that maybe releasing some of my own words onto this blog would maybe help me feel better. maybe it could, if i had things to write about. i forgot how much i miss listening to the weepies. i guess i could talk about how i got my ears pierced today. but the only thing i really have to say about it is that i got my ears pierced today. i guess the lady was sort of telling us some inappropriate piercing stories and had a tiny tattoo in her ear, so that's something to talk about. my parents were pretty stoked on it, my mom wanted to hear all the details and my dad wanted to discuss future earring choices so that was pretty funny. for some reason i found a twix under my sink. does anyone else think that wounds inflicted while shaving bleed way too much? i do. if my car wasn't getting fixed i would seriously drive to topaz mountain right now and listen to the weepies. what if i just took my moms car…. no, i can't do that. i'll just watch pretty little liars instead.

keep out

even though i didn't really love bugg as much as i used to, that doesn't give my parents freaking permission to sneak into my room while i'm watching the extended version of the third lord of the rings (a solid four hours.) and snatch him. seriously. what a buzz kill it is after you're so stoked on the ring finally being destroyed to walk in your room and realize half of the things you held dear are now in a garbage bag (even though me and bugg weren't on the best terms, we still had some good times). second thing i noticed to be missing was my bouquet i caught at ali's wedding. that's when the rage took over the surprise and the slamming and throwing of things started happening. they even took my sour patch kids. and my favorite necklace with my favorite charm on it that my sister gave me. what the hell. really parents, what the freaking hell. i did manage to salvage the bouquet from the garbage as well as the bottle it was in. as for the rest of the missing objects i'll take up with them in the morning.