Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Pick Your Battles
There are two kinds of people in this world: those who do their dishes before they eat and those who do them after. Or a new twist on this saying could be, there are two kinds of people in this world: those who get their dishes from the drying rack before they eat and those who get them from their storage space/cupboard. It turns out that for the most part my roommates are the former. After putting the dishes away every day I decided I would just stack them as high as I could and see if I could create a Tower of Babel out of dishes that would reach the heavens. But my real plan was to stack them so high that getting a dish from the bottom of the pile would prove difficult enough that it might motivate someone to put them away.
As I was taking this picture my roommate walked in and asked what I was doing. I told him of my plan and he said,"you're wasting your time." Later that afternoon my language was confounded for trying to build a tower to heaven made of dishes and then I needed a plate from the bottom of the pile and ended up putting them all away. Grrrrrr.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Lick Your Wounds......Candy
This might be the most disgusting candy idea known to man. I guess it's designed for those crazy elementary school kids who need their sugar fix during class but can't get it because eating candy during class is against the rules. No worries. Somebody has come up with a clever way to get around that rule. Have a candy that looks like a band-aid with a sugar coated "wound." Sick. Who thinks of things like this?
Sunday, February 10, 2008
My Transaction Sh*%
I sincerely dislike paying upwards of $2.50 at times to use another bank's ATM. Furious. If my mom still reads my blog (fingers crossed that she doesn't), I'm going to catch some heat for this post--even though it's "edited"and I'm 30. My life...
Sunday, February 3, 2008
SUPER BOWL = SUPER HATE
The Super (lame) Bowl started today around 3:30pm. Church didn't get out until 4pm. I was invited to a get together at a friends house and thought it would be perfect--I'd get home from church, change clothes and then head over to Rob's to eat some food and catch the last half of the sporting event, which I didn't really care all that much about anyway but whatever. All was going to plan and with about 20 mins of game left on the clock, my roommate tells me of another party happening down the street with a crowd a little more single friendly. Anyway, I say goodbye to Robert and all his married friends and leave with the score showing the Patriots 7 and the Giants 3.
We walk in to the next house, extend a cordial greeting and as I sit down to look at the score I notice that it's Patriots 0 and the Giants 0. I'm bit confused for a second and then that's when it hits me--I've just walked into a Super Bowl party that's been Tivoed--and we're watching it from basically the beginning. Somebody shoot me now.
Trying not to be too big a fun hater, I bite my tongue and next thing I know I'm asleep, which is good. I wake up and walk outside and call several people in an attempt to kill some time only to return with 4 minutes still remaining. Can this game end already...
Finally at around 9pm the Tivoed game is over. For someone who doesn't give a rip about the Super Bowl, I endured about 5 1/2 quarters of it today for a grand total of around 4.5 hours--about 4 hours more than I planned. Great. Hours of my life I have lost forever.
We walk in to the next house, extend a cordial greeting and as I sit down to look at the score I notice that it's Patriots 0 and the Giants 0. I'm bit confused for a second and then that's when it hits me--I've just walked into a Super Bowl party that's been Tivoed--and we're watching it from basically the beginning. Somebody shoot me now.
Trying not to be too big a fun hater, I bite my tongue and next thing I know I'm asleep, which is good. I wake up and walk outside and call several people in an attempt to kill some time only to return with 4 minutes still remaining. Can this game end already...
Finally at around 9pm the Tivoed game is over. For someone who doesn't give a rip about the Super Bowl, I endured about 5 1/2 quarters of it today for a grand total of around 4.5 hours--about 4 hours more than I planned. Great. Hours of my life I have lost forever.
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