I'm back from the gym! It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. And yes, I was on time. And yes, I did manage to get a shower in before I went :) Go, runonsentence power!
And now for all the random thoughts that I haven't actually written down (but meant to) the last little few weeks:
Two artists I can NOT stand: Phil Collins and John Mayer. Shoot me now.
I've had more crazy sealife of doom dreams lately. (Shout out to old post! sea life of doom dreams!)
I recently read a book (Going Bovine) about a kid dying of mad cow disease go on some crazy trippy road trip to save the world. Libba Bray? You betcha. This book had everything from near death experiences at Disney World, potty mouth dwarfs prone to panic attacks, mad cow disease, evil snowglobes, really good jazz, a punk rock angel with a sweet tooth, a serious run-in with a happiness cult (who just so happen to run a bowling alley, and sing rocking happiness songs), spring break with YA!TV on a beach in Florida, trippy somewhat time-travel, and, maybe?- death. But first and foremost- my favorite--- a most excellent garden gnome who just so happens to be an immortal Norse God, and a very happy drunk. "Interesting" is a serious understatement. THE COVER HAS A COW CARRYING A GNOME. Can you get any better than that? I DON'T THINK SO.
I'm trying to work out an FHE around garden gnomes. Like, give people a gnome and a camera and have them go take pictures of the gnome doing awesome things out in the public. Yeah. Yeah. Awesomeness. I don't know just how to make it work yet. Nor how to convince Dionte to let me do it.
I actually haven't been to FHE for like a month now. Cause of school. I kind of miss it, but kind of not.
My head is oddly shaped. How do I know this? I can't wear headbands. They poke out at odd angles of emptiness because my head doesn't fill them out all the way. I also can't wear the elastic band kind, either. The back of my head isn't shaped right (apparently) to hold them, and the slip off with every little movement of my head. It's frustrating.
OH MY GOSH! BUDDY HOLLY IS ON THE RADIO RIGHT NOW!!!! I don't care what they say about us anyways, I don't care 'bout that! *rocks out*
Man, that was cool.
I also heard on the radio that Dolly Parton wants to do a duet with Lady Gaga, because "she's as outrageous as she is." Dolly, have you ever even listened to a Lady Gaga song? You must not understand exactly what she's been talking about. Sorry, girlfriend, but you're not quite in the Lady Gaga league. Keep dreaming.
I saw a cool picture on the news today of a girl who got bit my a shark on her thigh--- but just the teeth marks. Like it bit straight down and straight back out. It was awesome looking. And I'm really glad the girl didn't die.
I've figured out how to do "labels" on my posts now >>> I don't really know what they'll do, but it's kind of fun.
And I think that's it for today.
Oh, wait! Let me check my phone--- I store random thoughts there when I don't have my computer nearby. Smart right?
I already talked about the werewolf woman I saw at Chipotle... Oh, here we go: why is it that everytime two of your favorite stations are playing the same song at the same time, it's a song you don't like? Wait, did I already post that somewhere? Hm....
Notecards, toothpaste, socks, gummy bea--- oh wait. That's my Walmart list. Haha. Just kidding.
Oh- yeah, two weeks ago I found a dead bug in between the pages of my brand new textbook. I just so happen to think that's pretty lame. But, you know, that's just me.
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