. Going to the grocery store when you are un-showered and rumpled is not too dreadful... until you remember that everyone you knew from high school works there ( Read more... )

Hooray for lifeguarding ( Read more... )

( Well it's been a while, so I suppose I'll take a dumb quiz to get be back into the LJ loup )

It's... raining? I am so not in the mood for rain. It's really cold rain, too. Mrrfle.

*kicks self in head* Never, EVER go grocery shopping when you are hungry. Upon waking up late this afternoon and discovering that all of the leftovers from Thursday night had already disappeared [a true statement to how fabulously delicious everything was], I decided to go grocery shopping, and finish up getting everything for school and such. I ( Read more... )

mmmmm... *purrs and wiggles like a cat*

"It's like a ticker-tape parade for your soul." That's pretty much as accurate as it gets, I think. Every single particle of my being is shouting "YIPPEE!!!!" And life is amazing. mmmmhmmm.

My poor father, however, has his nose buried deep in 8 Simple Rules for dating my teenage daughter and other tips ( Read more... )

( I'm currently obsessed with the Amidons' Hymns and Ballads. )

So, yesterday was Boyfriend Day in the café. Four out of the five people working during my shift yesterday were visited by their significant others - even Alpa's "hubby" came in and got a kiss on the cheek and a free cookie. Very cute, I have to say, if a little ridiculous by the time the fourth one walked in. "Jesus Christ, someone must've put ( Read more... )

You'd think I would've realized that blind as a bat and bike riding in the dark are not a good combination, but of course I'm not that smart. Of course, I convinced myself that I'm not as out of shape as I think I am, and can still do the 7.5 mile course in 40 minutes. And of course, even though I didn't leave 'till 8, I managed to convince ( Read more... )

disorganization and unnecessary chaos pisses me off beyond all words. It makes me even more mad when I'm the one who's being disorganized, because then I don't have anyone else to be mad at and there's usually an even bigger mess to clean up.

Roar.