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Rated: 18+ · Book · Personal · #1523686
Nothing like a fortune cookie to make a year intriguing.
#723834 added May 12, 2011 at 10:51pm
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Little Earthquakes
"Doh!" ~Homer Simpson
Currently listening to: "Little Earthquakes" - Tori Amos
Currently reading: "American Gods" - Neil Gaiman


Okay, really quick notice, I’m completely phoning in this blog post. I’m not even sure anyone read this thing, but I figured I would let those couple people who might that this will be more rambling than usual. Fair warning…

That being said, here are a few observations I have made throughout the day:

~I have a theory that I might be turning into a zombie. Constant headache, restless moments, feel as if my skin is falling off. Sign of the times. I’m not too worried though. End of the world starts in ten days. Win-Win.

~Speaking dead things, I was knee-deep in dirt and human bones today. Our mock excavation out behind the baseball field (fondly known as “The Pit”) had me making a very crude sketch of the a few bones, flints, and other artifacts. Figured out it was a man eaten by something. At least, I hope. Otherwise my report on the subject will be extremely awkward…oddly enough, not for my psychology professors.

~For the first time, since I was nine-years old, I have sunburn. Craziest thing. I’m pretty brown, so the thought of a couple of hours out in moderate sun didn’t even make me think to throw on some sunblock. Not a smooth move. It looks like I’ve been rubbing the inside of my arms on a cat post.

~My grandmother is crazy. I’ve been saying this for weeks. Today, after a cell phone call from my mother in the middle of the afternoon, I believe the rest of the family has come around. Unfortunately, I think she’ll still be whistling at my grandfather like a dog tomorrow.

~It is a funny thing to stare a failure for an hour. It did it for several today. Not a fun feeling, and yet I still can’t find myself caring.

~I spilled soap on myself twice. For a few moments today, my little brother was more coordinated than I was.

~Is it a bad thing to crave an overabundance of nachos covered in dark chocolate with a side of Matzo soup? And no, I’m not pregnant.

~For my upcoming birthday, for which I will a full day of class (can I get a hoorah?), that following weekend I will be purchasing a month of Hulu Plus, where I will watch every episode of X-Files. It has been a dream of mine for years. It is now the time to make it real.

~If Detroit wins over Nashville, I will have a mild heart attack and angrily will throw my laptop across the room. This will be unfortunate because I will owe my mom $10 for another year in a row. Freakin’ Detroit…bane of my existence.

That’s it. I’ve got nothing else. Will be back at some point, probably while I procrastinate on studying for my finals. May your little earthquakes be just as fun.

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