Sunday, October 14, 2007
Go Beavs!
The Beavers actually won. Wow.
I was in a good mood the other day, so I took a picture of it:
You never know when that might happen again.
Who loves Apple Jacks? I know I do. But, you say, it doesn't taste like apples. Well, that's not why I think they're good. They just are.
Do cereal companies still say that their cereal is "part of a complete breakfast" which involves orange juice and toast?
And what of the corn?
I really need to clean up my apartment. There are clothes everywhere and all kinds of clutter. The lady at Wal-Mart the other day said I must be an organization freak, because of the way I was arranging bags in my cart. She should come over and see all those bags sitting on my kitchen floor.
I bought some Franken Berry cereal the other day. Mmmmm, mmmmm, good. They need to make more food that comes with marshmallows. My brother used to buy chocolate marshmallow ice cream from Meijer all the time. Do they still make that? None of the stores around here sell it. And there sure aren't any Meijer stores around here. lame.
Anyone hear any good music lately? I have an auxiliary input jack in my car so I'm half tempted to buy an mp3 player of some sort. Especially now that my introductory XM subscription has expired. XM sucks by the way. People who live near mountains, trees, or tall buildings shouldn't get it. I live near all of those things. So do I buy a cheap little thing that just plays music or should I buy some expensive video capable monstrosity? Or maybe I should just get a phone/mp3 player/camera/espresso maker.
If you could only see the way she loves me, then maybe you would understand why I feel this way about our love and what I must do.
I'm thinking about going up to Seattle to visit a friend. It would be fun to take the train. But that takes forever. It's only something like a 4 hour drive. Well, so it's only like 2 hours more. The train leaves at 6 in the morning and gets there at about noon-ish. I just always see the train zooming by at work. There are some train tracks right behind our building that have been calling out to me to put pennies on them. Who wants to go on a train ride? Maybe on the OCSR?
I received my voters' pamphlet in the mail the other day. It confirmed that yes, I have to pay 41 cents to vote. It was a 90 page pamphlet explaining and giving arguments for 2 measures on the ballot. Measure 49 has something to do with land use and Measure 50 is some sort of constitutional amendment that will tax tobacco. I don't really see how either measure directly affects me, other than costing me 41 cents to voice my opinion.
The inventor of sticky notes must be a rich man. We use sticky notes like crazy at work. Like grim reapers.
If you get the Dead Like Me reference, you are cool.
My tummy aches.
Tomorrow I might go out and buy me a bed. That is, if I find a commission whore sales lady. The last couple of times I went to the mattress store, the dudes there were punks. I didn't like them. So I'm going to hit up a different store tomorrow. That is, if I get out of bed, or rather, the flat air mattress I currently call a bed. And yes, I still don't have a real bed.
I like to sleep in on the weekends. Yeah, yeah, I know it throws off sleep patterns and is ultimately less healthy for you, but I like to do it, dammit.
Whoa, for the longest time.
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Now playing: Engelbert Humperdinck - What Now My Love
via FoxyTunes
I was in a good mood the other day, so I took a picture of it:
You never know when that might happen again.
Who loves Apple Jacks? I know I do. But, you say, it doesn't taste like apples. Well, that's not why I think they're good. They just are.
Do cereal companies still say that their cereal is "part of a complete breakfast" which involves orange juice and toast?
And what of the corn?
I really need to clean up my apartment. There are clothes everywhere and all kinds of clutter. The lady at Wal-Mart the other day said I must be an organization freak, because of the way I was arranging bags in my cart. She should come over and see all those bags sitting on my kitchen floor.
I bought some Franken Berry cereal the other day. Mmmmm, mmmmm, good. They need to make more food that comes with marshmallows. My brother used to buy chocolate marshmallow ice cream from Meijer all the time. Do they still make that? None of the stores around here sell it. And there sure aren't any Meijer stores around here. lame.
Anyone hear any good music lately? I have an auxiliary input jack in my car so I'm half tempted to buy an mp3 player of some sort. Especially now that my introductory XM subscription has expired. XM sucks by the way. People who live near mountains, trees, or tall buildings shouldn't get it. I live near all of those things. So do I buy a cheap little thing that just plays music or should I buy some expensive video capable monstrosity? Or maybe I should just get a phone/mp3 player/camera/espresso maker.
If you could only see the way she loves me, then maybe you would understand why I feel this way about our love and what I must do.
I'm thinking about going up to Seattle to visit a friend. It would be fun to take the train. But that takes forever. It's only something like a 4 hour drive. Well, so it's only like 2 hours more. The train leaves at 6 in the morning and gets there at about noon-ish. I just always see the train zooming by at work. There are some train tracks right behind our building that have been calling out to me to put pennies on them. Who wants to go on a train ride? Maybe on the OCSR?
I received my voters' pamphlet in the mail the other day. It confirmed that yes, I have to pay 41 cents to vote. It was a 90 page pamphlet explaining and giving arguments for 2 measures on the ballot. Measure 49 has something to do with land use and Measure 50 is some sort of constitutional amendment that will tax tobacco. I don't really see how either measure directly affects me, other than costing me 41 cents to voice my opinion.
The inventor of sticky notes must be a rich man. We use sticky notes like crazy at work. Like grim reapers.
If you get the Dead Like Me reference, you are cool.
My tummy aches.
Tomorrow I might go out and buy me a bed. That is, if I find a commission whore sales lady. The last couple of times I went to the mattress store, the dudes there were punks. I didn't like them. So I'm going to hit up a different store tomorrow. That is, if I get out of bed, or rather, the flat air mattress I currently call a bed. And yes, I still don't have a real bed.
I like to sleep in on the weekends. Yeah, yeah, I know it throws off sleep patterns and is ultimately less healthy for you, but I like to do it, dammit.
Whoa, for the longest time.
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Now playing: Engelbert Humperdinck - What Now My Love
via FoxyTunes
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I live near Seattle. You'd pass by me before you got there, since I live south of Seattle. Just saying. AND I can drive now. That doesn't have anything to do with anything, I just like saying it.
Get a pillow top mattress. They like heaven on a box spring.
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Get a pillow top mattress. They like heaven on a box spring.
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