Thursday, April 30, 2009

I'm trying to measure my dog with a yardstick but she's not having it. Yardstick means bark and play, not stand still and be measured.

All I know...

...is that if I, by some miracle, actually close on this place, I am NEVER EVER moving again as long as I live. If I never move again, then I never have to buy something again. It's completely and totally awful. Seriously, people should really tell you how awful it is; there should be an After School special about it and the dangers to your emotional health. I didn't know. If I had, I would have been about 1000% less excited about it. AWFUL! 

But tomorrow is the inspection. That's kind of neat. I can't help it; it's my idiot side coming out.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I don't think I will make it much past 9 tonight. I was almost asleep in my burrito at Baja. I had to keep blathering on to stay awake. But I know I will sleep much better tonight!
Sincerely,
Future Homeowner

Gaah! Gaah!

How come benadryl only works really well when you don't want it to? Ack! Uppers, coffee, red bull, something! Taking benadryl at 4 in the morning was not wise. 
Can't sleep. 

And itchy.

Not related, but both annoying.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

I could never be Donald Trump.

Contract #485 (feels like) is in. This is IT! I hope! I won't sleep tonight.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Ok, I was just joking about the swine flu thing, except I just remembered that one of my co-workers went to Mexico on Friday. He better stay out of the office for a while when he gets back. 
Head hurts. So tired. Thinking of bed.
No, seriously, I REALLY don't want to get swine flu.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Ugh...my head is killing me. I've had the worst headache all day. I can't believe that I have to leave the house now. This is why I don't like making plans. Right now I'd much rather take some tylenol and go to bed than get dressed and go listen to loud music. Crap.

Friday, April 24, 2009

I'm just saying...

I really don't want to get swine flu. 

This Run Chicken Run song is HI-larious! I'm listening to it, bobbing my head along and giggling (all the markers of a fun song). It's a good sunny Friday song too: "Let the brass band play, Let them soothe your blues away, Let the fiddle serenade you, Find a shady place to lay." That's not particularly funny or chicken-esque you say? You've got to listen to the chorus. I've listened to this song 4 times in a row - repeat is such a dangerous thing for me.

Just remember, "chickens don't get no life after death."

Snort.

So funny. So weird. So something I would like.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Ok, just got my ticket for Saturday night. LONERS UNITE!
 
Also getting my hair did on Saturday. Can't wait!

I have a plan.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

One is the loneliest number.

So I'm kind of a loner and most of the time that doesn't really bother me, but there are two things I want to do this week and I don't have someone to do them with. That's annoying. Now I have to decide how much I want to go...enough to look like the girl with no friends twice in one week?

Maybe. 

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Positive Thoughts...Positive Thoughts...

We are what we repeatedly do. 
Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.
Aristotle

Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase. Just take the first step.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
This was my only picture from the Cincinnati trip, but it's a funny one. 

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Stupid people who take out 2 HELOCs and then refinance...you're the problem; give me your house! Sigh. At least I don't have to worry over it any more. Think I'm done for a while - too stressful. 

Really?

Will I ever sleep again?

Monday, April 13, 2009

Remember the "Friends" episode where Rachel took the pregnancy test and then Phoebe told her she wasn't pregnant, even though she really was? And Rachel was upset because she realized that she really wanted a baby? And then Phoebe said no, just kidding you really are having a baby and now you know how you really feel about it? I had that today except with a townhome, not a baby. 
This day has almost finished me. Seriously. More later. 

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Oh my gosh bunnies!!!!

My dog is wagging her tail in her sleep. There has NEVER, EVER been anything cuter.
Unless you are a lot wealthier than I am and can afford asking prices and no negotiations and all that, I can't imagine anyone finding buying a house enjoyable. 
And here come the bruises. That was fast. 
Let's add trying to move a queen size mattress by myself on to the list of stupid stories to tell. Actually, there's not much to tell: Once upon a now, I hurt. The end. 

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Of all the Charlie Brown's in the world, you're the Charlie Browniest.

I hurt myself, in the most ridiculous way (the most common way I hurt myself now that I think about it), at work today. I stabbed myself through my nail and into my finger with my exacto. There's really no reason that this should have been possible, but I managed it. The injury is practically microscopic, and yet it now hurts like someone shoved bamboo rods underneath my fingernail. 

This story actually goes with a longer post - that I haven't written yet - about how of all the stupid people in the world, I've got to be the stupidest. These stories involve a loaf of bread and an umbrella. Maybe I'll tell you them tomorrow. Right now, me and my oddly painful finger are going to bed. 

Monday, April 06, 2009

NOOOOOOOO!!!!

How could they kill Kutner? I knew that someone was dying, but why him? Noooooooo!

But yay for the music; excellent use of an obscure-ish Pete Yorn song. 

Sunday, April 05, 2009

Sometimes before it rains there's this smell; it reminds me of frogs. Wonder what that's about?

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Dog tried to eat other half of soap bar tonight.
I'm still cleaning soap off of my dog. I keep seeing little stick uppy parts of fur where the soap dried into a little spike. Geez. We were walking this morning and she saw two ducks; don't ask me why there were two ducks in my neighborhood. I don't know if she's ever seen ducks before. She stared at them cocking her head for about a minute, decided they were just slow birds (birds that maybe should could actually catch) and went after them.