Nothing Interesting to Say

Seriously I have nothing interesting to say. I have been instructed/urged to more frequently update this website by a few bored family members but I, I repeat, have nothing interesting to say. Logically then, I should not be writing a blog post. But, because someday I wish to be full of daily insights and witty stories about my wonderful life, I don't want the three people who check this blog to give up on me therefore...I must post something....

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Well, I continue to have crazy dreams....I will tell you about the latest:

In this dream I was driving to Tennessee (why?) and had to drive up through Kansas City (would I go through KC to get to Tennessee?). On my drive, I was distracted because Joe was cheating on me with someone hooch named Ann (what?). Luckily, I had my faithful Garmin to keep me on track, you know, because I had to get to Tennessee. Suddenly, out of nowhere, as I am driving down the highway, with no previous warning, Garmins says, "Turn right here." And of course, I miss the turn. Puzzled at Garmin's lack of previous warning I think, "no big deal, I will make a u-turn at the next off ramp," when suddenly the road ends and I go flying off the edge of the road into a lake (which by the way, had not previously been there). As my car was sinking into the lake and I struggled to get out (which I couldn't) all I could think about was that Joe was going to be mad at me for recking the car.

WTF???

Maybe I will start posting all my crazy dreams, then a fabulous psychologist will stumble upon this blog and let me know what they all were about/what is wrong with me. Until then, you all better hope something interesting happens to me or you are going to continue to get crap-tastic post such as this one.

Humidity

Moisture in the air,
Heavy like a wet blanket,
Summer in Springfield.

Facebook/Myspace

Although I have not, in the past, been a fan of the social networking sites, I have been looking around Facebook lately (Meghan my monsters are so going to kill yours) and have noticed something. Many, many people have these sort of deep-thoughtful-artistic looking pictures of themselves as their profile image. This has made me wonder where do they get them/why do they have them?

When I went to select a profile image, I realized that first off, I hardly have any pictures of myself. Secondly, the ones I do have are bad and/or with other people. I ended up selecting a picture I took of myself to show my sister my new hair cut--the photo is neither deep nor artistic--as my photo.

Anyway, it was just an observation that I thought maybe someone might be able to shed some light on.

Pull the Plug

Joe and I got into a discussion the other day and I would like others to weigh in on the debate. Do you think it would be easier to pull the plug on a family member that was unconscious and unresponsive or to help a conscious family member decided to go off of life support? I am not going to tell you who was on which side, so that the answers aren't prejudice...maybe guessing can be another game for everyone.

Influence

There are many ways that you can see Joe's interests influence in my life. I play Magic and video games, read gaming and PC magazines, and all other manners of nerdtastic hobbies that I have taken up since meeting him. Seeing my interests reflected in Joe's life is a little more challenging.

Friday night however, my influence was affirmed. Joe had a dream that involved a musical dance number.

Halloween Group Poll

If you had unlimited funds to devise your ideal Halloween costume to wear to my fabulous (and totally imaginary) Halloween ball/candy-fest, what would you come as?


And as a slightly unrelated side note, anyone know where I can obtain a pig heart?

One down three to go

I finished my first semester of pta school! Inside my head, a little man was doing a happy dance this morning, but then I went to my class' picnic and got the assignments...and reading list...and schedule for next semester...needless to say the happy dance man has sat down and looks a little upset. I think he'll be fine though, the two weeks off will do him some good.

Oh, and did anyone watch the Office last night?

If I could rule the world

I don't have extravagant dreams of riches and fame. In reality, most of my dreams are smaller and simpler, things that I may one day be able to attain. For example, I would like, at one point, to own a brand new car. Not just a "new to me car," but a brand spank'n new, never been driven before car. The rest of my hopes for the future run pretty much along those lines.

Today, however, I dreamed a dream so wonderful that I just can't keep it to myself. In my fantasy fabulous world there would be a super effective, guaranteed to work all carb diet. This diet plan would prescribe the consumption of breads, pastas, muffins, bagels, cereals, and rices as the main source of nutrients with sauces and toppings added in for flavor --because any diet plan of mine needs peanut butter to be taken into consideration. All vitamins and minerals needed for life would magically be obtained from this all carb diet obviously. Even in my fantasy life I'd like to prevent scurvy and other such malnutrition related pathologies.

With this diet plan I would be as thin as a rail, that's not part of the fantasy mind you, that is a fact. I am fairly certain that I could be happy eating toast all day. Anyone else have silly, simple fantasies you wish were true?