11/03/2009

Ever feel like you're on the wrong end of a flushing toilet?

Post deleted for privacy. If you need to hear me whine, make me stub my toe or fill out a fafsa form.

10/25/2009

Traitor

I've switched over from wordpress. Same blog, same thoughts. Different address. SAME NAME! <3 I've recently started listening to Jason Mraz, and reading his blog, and I am honestly... shocked. he sounds like an amazing person you would find at the Ann Arbor farmers market, like the cute guy at the corn stand, or the old woman selling snow cones. In fact... I think it would be amazing for him to do a show across the street from the kerrytown market, in the school lawn across the street.

Snow cones, zip code eats, and Jason Mraz. Life wouldn't get any better then that.

8/21/2009

Blagosphere of Doom 08/21/09

Wow. At this point in time, I admit defeat. I have no life and spend most of my time on a computer or with small children. Does it count that the aforementioned small children love me to death? Heck yes. One sunday morning not too long ago (ok, fine, last weekend!) I wandered in around breakfast, a human ping-pong ball against the walls, stinking of bonfire and boxed wine. Does my baby cousin care? Not a bit. He wrapped his chubby little arms around my legs, and when I pried him off and ricocheted into my bed in my room down the hall, he followed me in, pulled the covers off my silly drunk head, and said “shit shit shit!”. Yep. He’s adorable. And I think he’s the only (albeit little!) man that loves me.

Maybe I talk too much? Drink too much? Write too much? Lack too much height to make a difference?

the world will never know.

But, on to cheerier news, I HAVE FINALLY SETTLED ON A MAJOR!!! EARLY CHILDHOOD EDUCATION!!!! WWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Thank you Jen, you saying I should work in a daycare really just fixed it for me. =)

On the dating scene – it might seem as a shock, but the cuteness is over. It will be missed greatly. We had a good short run, and might possibly get back if and when it happens again, but for now… its not working.

Classes start monday, and the weekend started a few hours ago, and I’m looking foward to any fun I might have. Fun, you need to call me. OH wait – I can’t find my phone! Fun might have called!!! And I might have missed Fun’s call!!! OH NO!

I’ll report back to base if Fun doesn’t call.

Love,

The Imposter of Summer Glau.

8/15/2009

Water Fights & Pony-Dogs 08/15/09

Today was my friends children’s birthday party, complete backyard BBQ and silly games included. Everyone had fun, as far as I know, and the kids really enjoyed the games and treats. And, the best part – I’m now officially tan. My littlest cousin is so dark he looks a little dirty, lol. This is the first summer that I have ever had a tan on my feet, and have flip-flop lines.

Ok, about flip flops, I couldn’t wear then comfortably until I was around 14, was that just my toes being weird or did other people experience that too? Hmm.

Well, anyway, I went to Trader Joes, picked up some sushi, and now am going to eat some and go back to Jen’s party – They are FUN people! (And they have a pool.)

Have fun this weekend! I know I have!

-Phoebe

8/14/2009

Zombies 08/14/09

For the year or so, I have been having HORRIBLE nightmares every few days. I don’t know if it’s an overactive imagination, all of the energy that I don’t use during the day being put to worse use at night, or what. But it has been getting pretty bad.

Lately, though, I’ve picked up a trend in my zombie dreams: right before a zombie decides to kill someone, they tell their intended victim to “Toss me the sharpie!” It’s the one thing that is always the same, no matter when I have the dream. (Side note: I sorta feel like a zombie right now… I’m eating a rainbow cupcake and it looks like I ate a hippie. Ah! And Ghoul’s Night Out just came on – I AM A ZOMBIE!)



So… on to today. Stasi has developed a slight, um, addiction. To garage sales. So every weekend we hit the road, looking up sales on craigslist, following road signs. We’ve learned to not take her new car on dirt roads, especially when hobos on bicycles tell you “they spray bleach on these roads”. Because they do it when we drive down them. But back to my main point – we do this every weekend starting thursday, this week being no exception. And I think her addiction is rubbing off on me, I love finding awesome things now. I did pretty well today, found a duffel bag for four bucks, and a cute plain tee shirt that I already have in another color for a quarter!!! DEALS!!! And I can justify every buy. My old duffel ripped last time I flew to NY for break. It has ugly tape on the inside. (Nevermind that I already have an amazing silver slouchy weekender bag that I adore. Don’t even think of it.) Mhmm. Yeah.

I think I need money management skills.