Okaym my homework is done, excercise is done, laundry is done. And Charlie Sheen is out of his coked up mind. Typical Monday.

UGH. it is so hot. How is it this hot in February? Insanity.

Ugh. Turns out NaBloPoMo takes the fun out of blogging. On one hand, I'd probably just forget about this thing if I didn't have to do it every day. On the other hand, forcing myself to blog every single day regardless of whether it's noteworthy is totally harshing my mellow. And it's no fun to read. As I'm sure you've discovered on your own.

And now. I'm off to try to figure out how to use my new InStyler. I could just watch the DVD but that would just take all the fun (and possibility of burning myself) out of it. I like a little danger in my life.

Took a picture right after that crazy rainstorm earlier today.

My instagram makes pictures awesome!
Good news is I'm getting along with my team at work much better now. I guess it's just took a little time to get to know them. Also, it probably helped that the girl who sits behind me wasn't there. She's a little loud.
Day off tomorrow! Whoo!

Oh, homework. Why is there so much of you? Will I ever get to go to bed early? I didn't even get to start looking at the list of things to see in London. That's right, folks. I am a future world traveller. I and my fellow Future World Traveller, Courtney are going to London and Paris in summer 2012. Let the list writing begin!

ugh. Monday. Boo. I did get back on the trampoline today though. Time to get back in the habit of doing it every day and now just every other day. Soon I guess I'll need to go up to twice a day.

Awesome times were had hanging out tonight. I'm really enjoying watching Community. I don't know why I haven't been watching it from the beginning.

I really have nothing to say but I have to blog every day thanks to The List. So. There you go.

Well. Today was awesome.

I got a great haircut that was exactly what I asked for. She also showed me the InStyler, which worked fantastically on my hair. The stylist has fine straight hair like mine so she knew how hard it is to get that type of hair to do anything. The InStyler thing she used added shine and body in like 5 minutes. With no hairspray or product. Awesome. I'm buying one right now. Four easy payments on QVC.
Also. My bangs are really cute.

Then came lunch at Olive Garden. Delicious. Followed by shopping and Starbucks.

And we just finished watching another episode of Firefly. Such a great day.

Free day tomorrow! That means weigh in today. I lost 1 pound. Which brings the total to 10. Not as fast as that first week, but at least I'm still going in the right direction. Add in the fact that this week I felt tired and hormonal and mostly spent all my time hanging out on the couch with the heating pad, and I think losing 1 pound is pretty good.

Also: Haircut tomorrow! nothing crazy. Just a trim. I'm going to the same place as I did last time, but I'll be getting a different stylist. Seriously. Even if I have to be rude. Or, okay, slightly less than friendly. Last time I walked out the door looking like I was wearing a motorcycle helmet. Awful. I cried when I got home. This time I'm trying to emphasize the fact that I'm getting a trim. Trim.


Trim.

Just finished another quiz for Fine Arts. At least this one was just my opinion on certain pictures in the textbook. Now that I can fake my way through. ...I think. I guess we'll find out. I'm watching Top Chef (as I did last week.) I hate that it's pitting two of my favorites against each other. But I'm not surprised about who is going home. I forgot he was on the show until he showed up on camera. Like while watching the episode I'd forget him from scene to scene. But he was classy about leaving. Not like others (I'm looking at you, Jen and Marcel.) I think this was a really fun challenge - they got to go to Target in the middle of the night and run around finding ingredients and tools, and then cook for the early shift. It looked like lots of fun. Next week! Paula Deen! And people who were kicked off return! Boom.

So. I know I'm a few days late. But can we take a minute to revel in the lunacy that is this:

That, as I'm sure you know, is Lady GaGa. In an egg. Which is cracked enough already. (heh, cracked. Get it?) Today she said she stayed in there for 72 hours. I'm not even going to touch that one. I just wonder why people feel the need to resort to such publicity stunts. If your music is good enough shouldn't it gain attention on it's own.    ...maybe I just answered my own question there.

I should be working out on my mini-trampoline (Bert) right now. But I feel kind of hit-by-a-truck-ish. And it's been a kind of terrible day. Somewhere in the middle a customer called me stupid. So. Now I'm watching reruns of the The Golden Girls and eating Rice Krispies.
My hair is a mess. I'm positive I washed my hair this morning, but I'm pretty sure I accidentally doubled up on conditioner. Now my hair is really soft, but looks like I slicked it down with gel. Not a great look for me. Or anyone, really.

I just saw a commercial for a third Big Momma movie. You know, the ones where Martin Lawrence dresses as a woman who says the craziest things? (as opposed to the ones where Tyler Perry dresses as a woman who says the craziest things.) I can't believe there's a third one. Well. Actually I couldn't believe there was a second one. I'm just feeling sad for Martin Lawrence now.

Ugh. Mondays. Ugh. Valentine's Day. Ugh. Sap.
Plus side: four separate people gave me candy. Sometimes it's worth having to listen to the crazy things my coworkers say all day.

Why yes that is a Fun Dip.
I need to start blogging during the day. Because I always come up with fun and witty things to say, but I forget them by the time I get home. I think I'm being spoiled by my iPhone (alright, I know I am) because I'm always incredibly put out if there's no app for what I want to do. I want a Blogger app. But there isn't one. I don't know why I feel like an app would be easier than just updating by text or email.

Okay. Last thought of the day: Life needs more random synchronized dancing. Why does Ferris Bueller get away with it and we don't? Discuss. (Don't really discuss Ferris Bueller. I know he's a fictional character)

Once again working the late shift on Saturday has cramped my blogging flow. I'm so tired and I have to get up early to go to church. And tomorrow: pot roast and Psych with The Murray Family Four. (patent pending)

Had an awesome time today. I haven't had a chance to hang out in a while. Having friends is awesome, isn't it? It's nice to have conversations face to face instead of through comments on facebook. Back to work tomorrow, so I should be asleep right now. But I'm wide awake, of course.

So. I have officially caught the Bieber Fever. I saw the movie tonight. And now I'm totally sold. I want a t-shirt. Possibly a poster. Definitely some purple shoes.
I admit I wasn't really a fan before the movie. I liked him, but didn't get the big deal. I was mostly going because Rhiannon wanted to go, and I like to encourage dorky tendencies in my friends. Also, I was just so curious about what goes on in a Bieber movie. Curiosity gets me into some strange places. Like Old Navy at midnight on Black Friday. (come to think of it, that was with Rhiannon too)

It wasn't even the music that I liked (but it is really catchy); what I really liked was that the movie wasn't all about how awesome he was. But it was about how hard he worked and how he never said never gave up faith that he could do it. And his family was really supportive of everything. I liked that he has this huge platform and he's using to tell his fans that if they too work hard and believe, they can make their dreams come true. There was a theatre in his hometown that he would sing in front of before he got famous. It was just him and an acoustic guitar. When he went back after he was famous he passed a young girl playing her violin in the same spot, and took the time to go tell her about how he used to play in that exact same spot. And that if she never gave up she could make it too. I think there's something admirable about that.

I also like that his lyrics are all about treating girls with respect. In a world where most celebrities are encouraging self destructive behavior, it's a welcome change. It's also a nice change to hear a male singer tell a girl that he wants to treat her right, instead of what he wants to do to her body. And it's kind of a shame that it's a 16 year old and not a grown man.

So. There you go. That's my story of how I became a fan of Justin Bieber.

Today I am totally bummed that Friends is not available on Netflix Instant. I'd really like to watch some reruns right now. Maybe I'll just get a head start on sleeping in.

Almost forgot! Today was weigh-in day and I lost another 2 pounds! Woot! That brings me up to around 9 for the month. Which, according the Weight Watcher's site is good. Losing too fast is apparently not a good idea.

I'm seriously ready for bed but I'm trying to wait for Carla from Top Chef to be on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon. Go Team Carla!

I just finished an exam in Fine Arts that took twice as long as anticipated. So now my brain is mush. Mushy brains do not make for good blogging. As I'm sure you've noticed.

Feeling really tired and run down tonight, so I'm probably not going to have a lot to say. I still did my trampoline time though. And yes, I did yell "TOWANDA!" Well, I tried to yell it, but I was bouncing and kind of out of breath. So technically I might have wheezed Towanda! but it's the thought that counts.

Okay. I'm seriously tired and I was trying to go to bed early. Too late for that apparently.

30 minutes on a mini-trampoline. Slowly working my way up! And as my endurance goes up, I'll start looking at other work outs, like on DVD or in a gym. Let's be honest: it'll probably be on DVD. I have that whole aversion to sweating (and jiggling) in public. Until then I think I need to get weights so I'll have something for my hands to do while on the trampoline.

In other news, Today made 2 weeks at my new desk. It's still like a totally new world. There's conversations I just don't understand. It's a little fascinating and mostly confusing. But at least the days go by fast. I'm just counting down the time until May. Because in my world May = Florida. And Florida = awesome. Therefore, May = Awesome. Boom. Transitive property.

After re-reading that last statement I've realized it's past time for bed.

Apparently today was Superbowl? I wasn't really paying attention. I was in theory rooting for Green Bay only because I like the practice of wearing giant wedges of cheese on your head. This is how I choose sports teams to support. Because that's just the way I roll. I spent the afternoon watching Firefly with my mom. It was awesome. (of course it was, it was Firefly) But it did mean that I missed all the commercials. So I'll be watching them online. First? The Bieber/Osbourne ad. I thought it was pretty funny. Bieber seems able to laugh at himself, which is always prefered over taking yourself to seriously when your job involves wearing tight pants and synchronized dancing. (I'm looking at you NKOTB)

I've officially added excercise to the whole counting points routine. And I really like my little mini-trampoline. As per usual, it has been named. His name is Bert. We're very close. I'm up to 20 minutes. Which may not seem like but, but when you take into account that the most physical I had previously was walking in from the parking lot at the store, it's slightly more impressive.

Okay. Just a quick blog tonight because I worked the late shift an only just got home. But I have to post today otherwise NaBloPoMo is out. So. Instead of post we're going to have a little current events and geography lesson.


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What's wrong with this picture? Hint: Look between Syria and Iran.
Failblog makes my day yet again.

Snow day! Well. Not really. The office wasn't closed or anything. But it was my day off. And there was snow. So we treated it like a snow day. I got to sleep in all warm and cozy under my blankets. And then watch a Top Chef marathon (go Team Carla!) while relaxing on the couch. Then this afternoon Mama and I ventured forth in search of donuts. She was nice enough to drive me. (Mostly because it keeps her from worrying about me driving by myself. But also because she's just nice.) The closest Southern Maid was closed, so we went to the one on Hearne. And while we were there we realized there was an El Chico's (my favorite!) just down the road. It would be remiss of us not stop! So we did, and it was delicious.

Then we stopped at Walmart, and I picked up a mini-trampoline (among other things) so now I'm ready to add excercise to the weight watchers thing so I can do more than just hold steady. I am going to be ready so Courtney and I can take London by storm in summer 2012!
Also, I learned a very important lesson about waiting a significant time between eating and bouncing. My insides felt all jostled. Not a great feeling.

my new hat! I work it on our adventure in the snow

My new mini-trampoline

Weekly Check-In! Today makes 3 weeks on Weight Watchers. I stayed the same this week. Which is okay, but just means that now that I have the food part down, I should probably add some physical activity. I don't even climb the stairs anymore since I was moved downstairs. I had a bit of a scare earlier as I was weighing. I thought I'd gained 3 points until I realized I was still wearing my jeans, instead of my pajamas like I normally do. I nearly cried! Fighting off all those munchies and cravings just to gain 3 pounds! But it was okay, because it was just the jeans.
I think tomorrow I'm going to buy a mini-trampoline to excercise. I've really enjoyed it in the past.

In other news: It is seriously cold. Everywhere. A woman in Miami told me they were experiencing a cold snap too. It had gotten down to 63 degrees. The horror. The schools are all out for a snow day tomorrow, but my office never closes. There was a pipe burst last week and they still didn't close. Luckily I'm off tomorrow anyway so I can finally stay in my warm bed instead of making myself get up. Though it'll be just my luck that the office declares a snowday on my day off.
The good news is thanks to the cold I have completed an item on The List: 85. Find a hat that you can wear without feeling like an idiot.
I thought I had found one before, and technically I did. I have a slouchy beret kind of thing that I can wear without feeling stupid, but my new hat I really like. It also stays on my head and I don't have to fight with it all the time. Maybe I'll have a picture of it to post tomorrow.

Here's a picture for tonight.

Okay! This is just going to be a quick post, because somehow time got away from me and I should've been in bed a while ago.
Today I did the math and if I did it right, then even if I ace all 4 classes I'm taking this semester I will be .02 of a point away from my necessary GPA. I was upset at first, because it's less than a month in and I'm already working pretty hard. And if I manage to get straight A's it still won't be enough. But! Now I know it'll work out. If they don't round up, (which they should, I mean come ON) then hopefully my scores on the GRE test and the PRAXIS test will make them overlook that .02 point. And even if they don't take the scores into consideration then I'll take an online class during the summer to make up the difference. I can take a class and send in my transcripts by August 1st with no trouble.

So. That just means that I have to work really hard and get all A's. On 4 classes. While working full time.
Piece of cake.


I'm going to deserve that vacation this summer.

My toes have been freezing all day. I was not expecting the torrential downpour this morning and my socks got all wet. So I took them off, but didn't have any replacements. Finally my feet are warming up. The rest of me is being warmed up by coffee. I just drank a rather large mug of coffee and yet will still have no trouble going to sleep in a minute. Clearly, I'm immune.

I said this on Facebook earlier, but Google Calendars might be the only reason I make it out of this semester with my brain in tact. There's just so many things to do - discussion posts, quizzes, two separate classes each have some kind of compare and contrast thing going on. I keep getting Anthropology and Humanities mixed up. Add in Fine Arts and History and it all starts running together. So thanks to Google Calendars every morning at 5 am I get a color-coded email telling me what's due today. Then I refer to my handy planner for details. This whole organized thing is all very out of character. But I refuse to get behind! I have already been fantasizing about handing in my 2 weeks notice! And that can't possibly happen for at least 6 months. It's such a nice thought though.
In fact, I think I'll go think on that for a while before bed.

This makes post 1 of month 2 of NaBloPoMo