drawing on napkins means its time to leave...

why does walking to radinas to get on twitter and facebook seem so much more productive than doing it at home? maybe because i enjoyed talking to the lady behind the coffee counter who made my hot chocolate...who knows

does anyone feel like a smooth operator when they are behind a keyboard. but as soon as your on the phone or talking in person you turn into M O R O N. i could be don juan if i didn't have to look people in the eye.

final sickness update. 7 straight days of being out with 'the strep.' now i'm feeling great. i learned that you can truly feel rested if you sleep over 12 hours a day for 7 days straight. even though i was sick, i feel like my body is c0mpletely rested. when i woke up this morning for work at 6:45 I was instantly wide awake feeling great. all i could think of was, "so this is what waking up is SUPPOSED to feel like."

trying to find good twitter accounts to follow. if you have suggestions, tell me. (don't say people like shaq, ashton, or famous people that i don't care about) i'm looking for things like this or this. like a cnn of funny things, is there a twitter for that. same with blogs. tell me if you know any of those too...

i'm out. radinas partner has resorted to drawing on napkins...this means we need to leave.

reading at the speed of light through 10-page books

'a series of unfortunate events' makes me feel like i can read really fast. a feeling i've never had. but when each page is only 22 lines, you can seriously fly through a book.

is it possible that my upper lip is caving in on itself due to chapped-ness. will my lip be gone by the time i'm 50. i'm seriously a little worried about it.

lately, i've been a part of/read about/heard stories about/seen a lot of confrontation. they should rename november to "confront that one guy about the thing" month. or no shave november. that probably works the best. one day i'd love to participate in no shave november and not look like i have dirt all over my face.

i learned a lot about my old friends this weekend. i will be confronting you about it these stories in the near future. most of the confrontations will sound like this, "how could you have not told me you did...such and such... that's such a great story!"

tiny rambos and internet mistresses...

i don't know why i go on these long breaks with blogger. i guess it's hard to date 3 different websites at once. twitter is the girl who's every moment makes you happier. it's still in the 'get to know you' phase, but the time we've spent together is magical. facebook is the steady girlfriend. the one where we know eachothers flaws but love eachother anyway. facebook and i are in love, while twitter and i are just in 'passionate like' with one another. blogger, however...blogger is the girl you call up when you're really drunk, really lonely, really happy, or a mix between all 3. blogger sees the extreme side of you, but is always ready and willing for that 1:00am text or call.

it's hard having 3 mistresses.

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few things i've been wanting to say:

1- most intense day of my work life was today. i'll try my best to throw in a few tid-bits at a second twitter i started (MidSchoolQuotes). but i'm pretty sure i'm not allowed to say much legally. i will say that it involved the police, a runaway, a wrestling match between a 74 pound kid and a 200 pound principal, the police again, a small version of rambo, and divine intervention. ask me. it's a good story.

2- chicago trip this weekend (fingers crossed). pact crew to visit chitown without a single plan. sounds like the perfect weekend. also getting a chance to see this girl who i haven't seen in a thousand years. it's a tragedy that needs a remedy. and that remedy is saturday night.

3- started reading lemony snicket. love it, which officially makes me have the reading level of a 4th grader. but to make myself feel better, i started yesterday on book 1 and am already half way through it.

4- i'm learning how to save people's lives. no kidding. but emt class is freakin hard. why God made the human body so complex is a mystery and i don't like it. (btw, don't ask me to save your life yet, i'd probably wet myself attempting)

5- attn. all KC readers of this blog. find me a job, find me an apartment, find me a 4 year school, and i will join you. as cheap trick said, "i want you to want me. i need you to need me. i'd love you to love me."

6- didn't i didn't i didn't i see you crying, didn't i didn't i didn't i see y......ummmm....sorry.

7- i did my first ever 'defriending' on the advice of her. don't hate me if we're not facebook friends anymore. but if you read this, we should be fine...

in the words of my middle school companion "i'm leaving here and there's no way anyone's going to stop me. now get out of my way so i can leave"