things on my mind lately

1: Where is "Hangin with Mr. Cooper"? I'd love to see that show again, but it's nowhere to be found. I also wish they'd show reruns of Ally McBeal as often as they show reruns of Sex and the City, or ever for that matter.

2: I can now tuck my hair under my armpits. I don't think it's ever been this long in my life. I happen to like it long though, so it's a good thing.

3: I have great money timing. If I fuck up with expenses somehow, the universe always covers me. Awesome.

4: Ghost Hunters freaks me out but I can't stop watching it. Even when I'm alone at night in a basement apartment in an old building....

5: I still stalk my boyfriend, how sad is that. That's what he gets for filming things and then dispersing them all over the internet. And no, I'm not talking about porn.

6: My brother and his friends are still really fun to hang out with, especially when there is a keg and fireworks around (pictures to come in the next installment)

7: I am actually in charge of 8 people. Me. In charge of people. Like interviewing, hiring, supervising, etc. I still find that amusing.

8: I have a pet centipede that lives under my bookcase. It only darts out at inopportune times, as in when I have a shoe and am ready to kill it. But the damn thing is fast, and wiggles right back under the dresser again. I'm not sure what it does when I'm not home, but it's now going to be called my pet.

9: I'm pretty sure I found my old best friend from 5th grade who I played with every day, went biking with, climbed trees with, talked about The Phantom Tollbooth with.....but I sent him a message and I don't know if he'll ever respond. I also think he lives in Japan now, so that's why he probably won't ever respond.

10: I hate how songs and smells make you nostalgic about random shit. I heard that song that goes "Touchin yooooooouuuuuu, touchin meeeeee.....I believe in a thing caaaaallled looooove" yeah I don't know the name or who sings it but it reminds me of the rugby team and Tex and I was like "awww Tex" even though he was the meanest guy ever (not to me of course), but I still miss him. And I heard that song at work and just went off into my mind for awhile, then I was like "oh yeah, I'm at work."

Ahhhh I need to shower and see my boy toy. I'm done here.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Oi. Why the hel am I a "boy toy" now? huh? Pssssh. You know you're whipped ;-P And yeah, I'm typing this with you right next to me reading it- how ballsy is THAT?!

Boo ya.

As in your afraid of ghosts.

Tootles.
Erica said…
Should I list on here all the ways you described to me that YOU'RE whipped?? Hmmmm??

Boo ya yourself.

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