1st week of work: done. Dear banking persons.... fill out your deposit slips, please. It'll make everyone's life SO much simpler. xoxo!
It keeps snowing. Every other day it seems. My one windshield wiper is ripped and only does half it's job while the other collects snow and leaves a big streak across the window. Angry car, angry driver.
19 days til pitchers and catchers report. Go Cubs!
Friday, January 28, 2011
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Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
.:3:. Brain Damage
Haven't been home since Monday..... which is awesome. Thanks to mother nature I've been in New Haven since Monday night chillin' with the Steinys. Bueno. Although when the entire ground is covered in a solid sheet of ice you become alot more aware of how clumsy you really might be. Today though? Ground - 0; Shannon - 1.
Everytime I see the preview for Sanctum I feel the involuntary need to hold my breath. I also panic a bit seeing someone struggle for air. Damn you James Cameron and your brain mushing films. Especially Avatar. Don't get me wrong, I wanna be a gigantic blue ninja with wicked bow skills but alas, not in this life.
2 days of training left and then I gotta become a real adult with real money. BY the way.... counting a shit ton of money will make your eyes cross. And leave you with some random and gnarly papercuts.
p.s. song title.... who is it by? :)
Everytime I see the preview for Sanctum I feel the involuntary need to hold my breath. I also panic a bit seeing someone struggle for air. Damn you James Cameron and your brain mushing films. Especially Avatar. Don't get me wrong, I wanna be a gigantic blue ninja with wicked bow skills but alas, not in this life.
2 days of training left and then I gotta become a real adult with real money. BY the way.... counting a shit ton of money will make your eyes cross. And leave you with some random and gnarly papercuts.
p.s. song title.... who is it by? :)
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
.:2:. when you were young
i wish i could write like i used to. i used to write poems, song lyrics, short stories. it was like my imagination wasn't on a leash, back when i didn't know unhappiness to the degree i do. i miss writing. alot. but every time i come to do it, i have nothing. but when it's the middle of the night and i've had one of the clearest ideas in weeks, i lack the capacity to find pen and paper to write it down.... i just fall back asleep and regret it when i wake up.
oh and the title is a heart cause i couldn't come up with anything clever. i'm not the kinda girl who draws hearts over her i's, or draws hearts at all unless i need it as a clue in pictionary. i'd prefer a fish. find me a fish, i give you a cookie.
scratch that, i want a cupcake icon. nevermind, too cute. fish. no. wait.... that's jesus stuff. guh, is there any icon that isn't taken and/or insanely stereotypical for a girl? see..... i do need ideas.
p.s. just as i went to hit publish i came up with an idea! titles of blogs shall be song titles. oh, bloody hell i'm clever.
oh and the title is a heart cause i couldn't come up with anything clever. i'm not the kinda girl who draws hearts over her i's, or draws hearts at all unless i need it as a clue in pictionary. i'd prefer a fish. find me a fish, i give you a cookie.
scratch that, i want a cupcake icon. nevermind, too cute. fish. no. wait.... that's jesus stuff. guh, is there any icon that isn't taken and/or insanely stereotypical for a girl? see..... i do need ideas.
p.s. just as i went to hit publish i came up with an idea! titles of blogs shall be song titles. oh, bloody hell i'm clever.
Monday, January 17, 2011
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