Here's To Doubt
Because I very seriously doubt that my life could get realistically happier at this moment in time. Sure, we could throw some random, crazy ass fantasies in there where I marry some famous actor or hockey player or a certain not so famous actor who happened to play Ron in AVPM, but seriously, the chances of that happening tonight are so very remote that they may as well not exist.
So, why is life so great all of a sudden? Imagine this, you woke up this morning and mailed a package to your little brother in Chicago (which kind of warms your heart because it's a nice thing to do). The next thing you do is go home to shower and get ready and eat the most delicious restaurant leftovers you've ever tasted (Oreo cheesecake aside, of course), after which you go over to your friend's house for what you *know* will be a fun-filled day. However, you don't know the half of it as you're driving there. You know you're going to carve pumpkins and possibly have a bonfire, but you have no idea the sheer amount of awesome being laid out in front of you.
So, you get to your friend's house and are immediately greeted with the smell of something delicious baking (I mean you're greeted by your friend, her mom, and her dog, but I think that's sort of obvious.) Something deliciously apple-y. Which just sends you into this whole wonderful fall feeling. After everyone else has arrived and you go pick up people who need to be picked up, you go pumpkin hunting. This takes much longer than expected, but it's totally worth it! First of all, because you have such a great time spending this time with your friends and laughing and joking, AND you find the cutest, most perfect pumpkin you've ever seen (and only have to pay $3.60 for it)!
The only bad part of this day turns out to be a good part because the pizza place you're ordering from isn't open for another hour and this means you get to frolic in the woods until you are able to order it. And the best place in the entire world to frolic is Squire's Castle because not only do you have the most beautiful, crisp fall day when the leaves are at their peak, YOU HAVE A FREAKING CASTLE!!!!
After frolicking (I love that word) has worn you out a bit, it's time to go pick out some pumpkin carving supplies and head back to your friend's house. Well, when you get there, you actually have to eat pizza to get your energy back up (frolicking is harder work than it seems. Sure, it looks all whimsical, but whimsy is tiring). And while you're eating pizza, it's always a good idea to tell your favorite stories concerning everyone gathered ranging from "That time you tried to light my shoe on fire!" to "When we used to play hangman in French III across the room and Madame never caught on." Good times. :)
Finally, it's the moment everyone's been waiting for. Pumpkin carving! It's much more work than remembered, but you have fun with it anyway. Pumpkin guts are gross, but since everyone has to deal with them, it's not so bad. When you've finally gotten the last of the guts out (long before anyone else, by the way), it takes a while to figure out what you're going to carve into it. No screw ups are allowed on this pumpkin. Everyone's had to hear you boast about your perfect, cute pumpkin all afternoon, and now is the time to prove its perfected cuteness. What better to show off how much you love your pumpkin by mutilating it with "<3"? I mean, really.
And once everyone has finished, you go inside for hot apple cider and the long promised apple crisp while reminiscing about old Nickelodeon shows and Pokemon. You also, apparently, gain hipster cred by having your original Pokemon Red game in a red Gameboy Pocket. Oh, yes, dear LiveJournal.
When you've had enough of indoors, you go outside and watch a bonfire being built and sit around it doing the same thing you've been doing all day, and it never gets old. Unfortunately, you soon have to leave because your friend's mom is kicking you guys out, so you help clean up and say good bye to everyone.
When you get home, you recount the amazing adventures you've had to your dad and head upstairs because you think that all the whimsy has you out for the count today. That is when you check your email. Now, LiveJournal, this is the part you don't know about. Less than a week ago, this hypothetical you got an email from a website you forgot you signed up for. It advertised that it had free copies of a ton of soon to be released books and you put yourself in the running to win some of them. Because, seriously, who doesn't love free books? You figure you'll never win even though there are some books on there that you would absolutely love to own because you almost never win anything you actually want. For example, no matter how nerdy it sounds, The Lexicographer's Dilemma: The Evolution of "Proper" English, from Shakespeare to South Park. I kid you not, LiveJournal. How do I remember the entire title? Perhaps it is because you received an email at three this morning stating that you won said book! Let's put this into perspective. Thirty copies were available. 783 people wanted to win this book. Now, we're not talking Megalotto odds, but there was less than a four percent chance of winning. Not less than three, less than four. (See what I did there? I incorporated the undeniably cute pumpkin with winning a book.)
How could you possibly go to sleep now knowing that, somewhere, the world's geekiest book on the English language was being packaged and shipped to you? Honestly! You don't, obviously. You stay up and read more of Prince Caspian so that you may move onto Voyage of the Dawn Treader so you may read this new book and still keep on track with your book challenge!
End Transmission.
So, why is life so great all of a sudden? Imagine this, you woke up this morning and mailed a package to your little brother in Chicago (which kind of warms your heart because it's a nice thing to do). The next thing you do is go home to shower and get ready and eat the most delicious restaurant leftovers you've ever tasted (Oreo cheesecake aside, of course), after which you go over to your friend's house for what you *know* will be a fun-filled day. However, you don't know the half of it as you're driving there. You know you're going to carve pumpkins and possibly have a bonfire, but you have no idea the sheer amount of awesome being laid out in front of you.
So, you get to your friend's house and are immediately greeted with the smell of something delicious baking (I mean you're greeted by your friend, her mom, and her dog, but I think that's sort of obvious.) Something deliciously apple-y. Which just sends you into this whole wonderful fall feeling. After everyone else has arrived and you go pick up people who need to be picked up, you go pumpkin hunting. This takes much longer than expected, but it's totally worth it! First of all, because you have such a great time spending this time with your friends and laughing and joking, AND you find the cutest, most perfect pumpkin you've ever seen (and only have to pay $3.60 for it)!
The only bad part of this day turns out to be a good part because the pizza place you're ordering from isn't open for another hour and this means you get to frolic in the woods until you are able to order it. And the best place in the entire world to frolic is Squire's Castle because not only do you have the most beautiful, crisp fall day when the leaves are at their peak, YOU HAVE A FREAKING CASTLE!!!!
After frolicking (I love that word) has worn you out a bit, it's time to go pick out some pumpkin carving supplies and head back to your friend's house. Well, when you get there, you actually have to eat pizza to get your energy back up (frolicking is harder work than it seems. Sure, it looks all whimsical, but whimsy is tiring). And while you're eating pizza, it's always a good idea to tell your favorite stories concerning everyone gathered ranging from "That time you tried to light my shoe on fire!" to "When we used to play hangman in French III across the room and Madame never caught on." Good times. :)
Finally, it's the moment everyone's been waiting for. Pumpkin carving! It's much more work than remembered, but you have fun with it anyway. Pumpkin guts are gross, but since everyone has to deal with them, it's not so bad. When you've finally gotten the last of the guts out (long before anyone else, by the way), it takes a while to figure out what you're going to carve into it. No screw ups are allowed on this pumpkin. Everyone's had to hear you boast about your perfect, cute pumpkin all afternoon, and now is the time to prove its perfected cuteness. What better to show off how much you love your pumpkin by mutilating it with "<3"? I mean, really.
And once everyone has finished, you go inside for hot apple cider and the long promised apple crisp while reminiscing about old Nickelodeon shows and Pokemon. You also, apparently, gain hipster cred by having your original Pokemon Red game in a red Gameboy Pocket. Oh, yes, dear LiveJournal.
When you've had enough of indoors, you go outside and watch a bonfire being built and sit around it doing the same thing you've been doing all day, and it never gets old. Unfortunately, you soon have to leave because your friend's mom is kicking you guys out, so you help clean up and say good bye to everyone.
When you get home, you recount the amazing adventures you've had to your dad and head upstairs because you think that all the whimsy has you out for the count today. That is when you check your email. Now, LiveJournal, this is the part you don't know about. Less than a week ago, this hypothetical you got an email from a website you forgot you signed up for. It advertised that it had free copies of a ton of soon to be released books and you put yourself in the running to win some of them. Because, seriously, who doesn't love free books? You figure you'll never win even though there are some books on there that you would absolutely love to own because you almost never win anything you actually want. For example, no matter how nerdy it sounds, The Lexicographer's Dilemma: The Evolution of "Proper" English, from Shakespeare to South Park. I kid you not, LiveJournal. How do I remember the entire title? Perhaps it is because you received an email at three this morning stating that you won said book! Let's put this into perspective. Thirty copies were available. 783 people wanted to win this book. Now, we're not talking Megalotto odds, but there was less than a four percent chance of winning. Not less than three, less than four. (See what I did there? I incorporated the undeniably cute pumpkin with winning a book.)
How could you possibly go to sleep now knowing that, somewhere, the world's geekiest book on the English language was being packaged and shipped to you? Honestly! You don't, obviously. You stay up and read more of Prince Caspian so that you may move onto Voyage of the Dawn Treader so you may read this new book and still keep on track with your book challenge!
End Transmission.