i wish munchkins were really the holes of the donuts.
i'm in a random thoughts mood.
- facebook: apparently, thefacebook.com has aquired the website facebook.com. facebook, in its characteristically friendly voice excitedly greeted me when i signed on today. "guess what!" facebook exclaimed, as though he was a little boy telling his father about the homerun he hit at a little league game. "we got control of facebook.com! isn't that great?" i felt it necessary to share facebook's enthusiasm, so i pretended to be excited that he had finally aquired his much sought-after website address. but the thing is, i really hate change. my fingers have gotten so used to typing "thefacebook.com" that i don't know if they're going to want to adjust to losing the "the". plus, won't "the" feel bad?
- the cosby show: i've come to realize that i am in love with the huxtible family. also, i wish i could spell their last name.
- room for squares: my sudden craving to listen, to me, implies that purchase is in the cards.
- friendly's: today thomas and i went to friendly's, where we [true to form] ordered off the "you get free ice cream with these awful dishes" menu, knowing fairly well that we wouldn't enjoy our food, but also anxiously anticipating the free ice cream that was to follow. well, we both ordered the new crispy chicken caesar wrap. sure enough, it was bad and i'll never get it again. so, what i'm trying to say is, don't get it! but do get cookie dough ice cream with peanut butter topping.
- because tommy likes to fatten people up: later, on the drive home from the mall, he decided that he wanted to try krispy kreme's frozen beverage that claims to taste like donuts. a couple of things about krispy kreme: first of all, when that red light is on - you are doomed. basically, here's what happens: you're driving past krispy kreme, and you think to yourself "ya know, i've been having a pretty good day, and i think that eating a krispy kreme donut would be a good idea. yeah, they're bad for you, but it's not like i'm going to buy a box. it's just one donut!" but no no, you see - krispy kreme is on to people who think like that. at krispy kreme, upon entering, you are handed a warm, right out of the oven, gooey, delicious original krispy kreme donut. it melts in your mouth it's so good. how could that possibly be a bad thing, you ask? well, you had just talked yourself in to being an alright person for eating one donut. the way we get ourselves to feel better is by saying "it's just one donut." no! krispy kreme has now tricked you in to eating two donuts! the one you bought, and the one they just gave you and forced you to eat by enchanting it!
- but back to the drink: this part is very important. i really need your attention to here. do not, under any circumstances, purchase a vanilla kreme drink from krispy kreme donuts. do you understand that? it is gagtastic. and yes that is a word, but only when describing the vanilla kreme donut drink. it tasted as though someone had taken augmetin, the horrible memory that is the antibiotic prescribed to ChildMe when she got ear infections, mixed it with vanilla lipgloss, and put some whipped cream on it. honestly, it was absolutely atrocious.
- my mom's friend lisa: ah, lisa. how ever to describe lisa? alright, you know how there are sometimes those people where you really, honestly, cannot tell if it's a guy or a girl? you first look to its face, searching for signs of facial hair. ordinarily, there are traces - but nothing too definable. next you to go the hair - is it short? most definitely. the hair won't help you at all. you listen for a voice, and unfortunately, this rarely helps you either. shims always have deepish-in-the-middle voices, and it's impossible to tell just based on the voice. desperately, you look to the person's chest, hoping that they will either have boobs or they won't -- but often, this fails you as well! if you have a chance of being mistaken for a man, you are most likely not wearing form-fitting clothes. so, you look to the name. often this is the only way to truly be steared in the right direction. in this case, shim's name is lisa, and she's a woman, i guess.
lisa works in the kitchen at blue creek with my mom. today, for some reason, lisa called to say that she was coming over. she did, indeed, arrive at my house - but i didn't see her come. no no, patrick and i - more wimpy than the cowardly lion - quickly retreated to the basement, where we would not have to make small talk amidst simultaneous thoughts about how she could go by the name "lisa" and still be so manly. does she feel womanly and just look manly? or does she look manly and feel manly? if that's the case - why not just go by "drew" or something that could be either/or. like the famous "pat" from SNL.
no no, patrick and i couldn't face the questions that would float through our minds and cause us to smirk at one another as her deep voice talked about her crazy life. so instead, we went to the basement, where we watched the cosby show.
- caroline in the city: i also watched this while i was in hiding... i have to say, i thoroughly enjoyed it.
- the pants that are too expensive: there are a pair of courderoys at the mall that i would love to own. i visited them tonight, and it looks like they're still $70. weird, because all of their friends [jeans] went on sale - 70% off! but no no, not my courderoys. very sad indeed.
- helayna: our little curlyface turns 19 tomorrow. i wish i was in or near irvington for the joyous occaision :o) ... but soon enough, my dear... soon enough.
- albus dumbledore: i'm seriously considering my facebook interests to just "albus dumbledore". i really want to put r**u*e**ting albus dumbledore, but that would clearly ruin things. (if you don't know what i meant by r**u*e**ting, i'll tell you if you ask)
- plus, how great is it that his name is albus? maybe i'll name one of my kids albus.
that's something to think about.
- facebook: apparently, thefacebook.com has aquired the website facebook.com. facebook, in its characteristically friendly voice excitedly greeted me when i signed on today. "guess what!" facebook exclaimed, as though he was a little boy telling his father about the homerun he hit at a little league game. "we got control of facebook.com! isn't that great?" i felt it necessary to share facebook's enthusiasm, so i pretended to be excited that he had finally aquired his much sought-after website address. but the thing is, i really hate change. my fingers have gotten so used to typing "thefacebook.com" that i don't know if they're going to want to adjust to losing the "the". plus, won't "the" feel bad?
- the cosby show: i've come to realize that i am in love with the huxtible family. also, i wish i could spell their last name.
- room for squares: my sudden craving to listen, to me, implies that purchase is in the cards.
- friendly's: today thomas and i went to friendly's, where we [true to form] ordered off the "you get free ice cream with these awful dishes" menu, knowing fairly well that we wouldn't enjoy our food, but also anxiously anticipating the free ice cream that was to follow. well, we both ordered the new crispy chicken caesar wrap. sure enough, it was bad and i'll never get it again. so, what i'm trying to say is, don't get it! but do get cookie dough ice cream with peanut butter topping.
- because tommy likes to fatten people up: later, on the drive home from the mall, he decided that he wanted to try krispy kreme's frozen beverage that claims to taste like donuts. a couple of things about krispy kreme: first of all, when that red light is on - you are doomed. basically, here's what happens: you're driving past krispy kreme, and you think to yourself "ya know, i've been having a pretty good day, and i think that eating a krispy kreme donut would be a good idea. yeah, they're bad for you, but it's not like i'm going to buy a box. it's just one donut!" but no no, you see - krispy kreme is on to people who think like that. at krispy kreme, upon entering, you are handed a warm, right out of the oven, gooey, delicious original krispy kreme donut. it melts in your mouth it's so good. how could that possibly be a bad thing, you ask? well, you had just talked yourself in to being an alright person for eating one donut. the way we get ourselves to feel better is by saying "it's just one donut." no! krispy kreme has now tricked you in to eating two donuts! the one you bought, and the one they just gave you and forced you to eat by enchanting it!
- but back to the drink: this part is very important. i really need your attention to here. do not, under any circumstances, purchase a vanilla kreme drink from krispy kreme donuts. do you understand that? it is gagtastic. and yes that is a word, but only when describing the vanilla kreme donut drink. it tasted as though someone had taken augmetin, the horrible memory that is the antibiotic prescribed to ChildMe when she got ear infections, mixed it with vanilla lipgloss, and put some whipped cream on it. honestly, it was absolutely atrocious.
- my mom's friend lisa: ah, lisa. how ever to describe lisa? alright, you know how there are sometimes those people where you really, honestly, cannot tell if it's a guy or a girl? you first look to its face, searching for signs of facial hair. ordinarily, there are traces - but nothing too definable. next you to go the hair - is it short? most definitely. the hair won't help you at all. you listen for a voice, and unfortunately, this rarely helps you either. shims always have deepish-in-the-middle voices, and it's impossible to tell just based on the voice. desperately, you look to the person's chest, hoping that they will either have boobs or they won't -- but often, this fails you as well! if you have a chance of being mistaken for a man, you are most likely not wearing form-fitting clothes. so, you look to the name. often this is the only way to truly be steared in the right direction. in this case, shim's name is lisa, and she's a woman, i guess.
lisa works in the kitchen at blue creek with my mom. today, for some reason, lisa called to say that she was coming over. she did, indeed, arrive at my house - but i didn't see her come. no no, patrick and i - more wimpy than the cowardly lion - quickly retreated to the basement, where we would not have to make small talk amidst simultaneous thoughts about how she could go by the name "lisa" and still be so manly. does she feel womanly and just look manly? or does she look manly and feel manly? if that's the case - why not just go by "drew" or something that could be either/or. like the famous "pat" from SNL.
no no, patrick and i couldn't face the questions that would float through our minds and cause us to smirk at one another as her deep voice talked about her crazy life. so instead, we went to the basement, where we watched the cosby show.
- caroline in the city: i also watched this while i was in hiding... i have to say, i thoroughly enjoyed it.
- the pants that are too expensive: there are a pair of courderoys at the mall that i would love to own. i visited them tonight, and it looks like they're still $70. weird, because all of their friends [jeans] went on sale - 70% off! but no no, not my courderoys. very sad indeed.
- helayna: our little curlyface turns 19 tomorrow. i wish i was in or near irvington for the joyous occaision :o) ... but soon enough, my dear... soon enough.
- albus dumbledore: i'm seriously considering my facebook interests to just "albus dumbledore". i really want to put r**u*e**ting albus dumbledore, but that would clearly ruin things. (if you don't know what i meant by r**u*e**ting, i'll tell you if you ask)
- plus, how great is it that his name is albus? maybe i'll name one of my kids albus.
that's something to think about.