I can't keep myself from watching Fear Factor. I love watching people gag up animal parts in the hopes that they could potentially win $50,000. I mean, not even definitely winning money for eating something as henious as moose penis, but just a CHANCE - generally 1 in 5. I think I prefer Fear Factor COUPLES because then if you don't eat the penis, ( Read more... )

Apparently my mother has a problem with my brother's constant swearing - specifically his misuse of the word 'fuck.' He hardly uses the word for its intended purpose - as a verb, but uses it as a filler for every other potential part of a sentence and generally two to three times in said sentence. My mom claims she is offended, but I prefer the ( Read more... )

This is what I would like if I only had one hand...


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I don't understand why in order to be a good candidate for a makeover show, one has had to have accomplished or survived something semi-monumental to full-fledged life changing. I would like to write a letter on behalf, encouraging a makeover show to select me for a shopping spree, new haircut and receiver of vague compliments given from a b-list ( Read more... )

Now that I'm in Greeley and have cable, I still find myself flipping through the basic channels instead of enjoying the luxury of the pain of more pointless choices. Today on Judge Hachett, a couple was there to discuss the paternity of their children. The basis for the man's argument that the children were not his because: "When he was born, I ( Read more... )

Sometime this week I caught a small cold. Usually when I get a cold I can just power through it, but this one, although small, has had some odd symptoms. I feel unusually loopy despite the absence of medication in my system ( Read more... )

Ian told me something today that blew my mind: he knows someone who owns a pygmy horse. This person also has a stable for it. WHY? How do these things happen? If I owned a news channel, I would insist information such as the ownership of a pygmy horse be broadcast across the state if not the nation. I mean, ok - I understand owning a three foot ( Read more... )

Job Hunting is so ridiculous. Especially when one uses the term 'hunting' to describe the process, although it seems fitting. Today I went to the library to talk to whoever hires, but the secretary refused to give me the name. She looked at me as if I might have a gun in my bag. I even wore my best helpful looking librarian outfit. I guess there ( Read more... )

I have 16 days left to find a job or I'm hauling myself back to Greeley. This morning I realized why I haven't found one yet. Every listing I find which seems reasonable, I start constructing elaborate reasons why it would be in my best interest NOT to apply or inquire ( Read more... )

I went to see Super Size Me last night with Amanda. I had a similar Blair Witch experience in that I got queasy with all the shaky camera work. Plus, the guy barfing up a big mac was, well, sick ( Read more... )