Does anyone see monkeys flying...

..somewhere other than my snow globe? I applied for a job today at Kroger and at a few of the many Mickey D's here in town. I would have applied at Subway, but you had to print off the application.

Anywaaaaaaay...

I am not an athletic person, as many of you know. But four-square volleyball is such an easy version of volleyball that even my much-too-heavy self can enjoy, appreciate, and be remotely good at. But nevertheless, there are always those people that manage to overcomplicate things. i.e. The Preps.

You know, preps. Plastics. Phonies. Fakes. But I digress. We were playing FSV in gym today and we had these two girls on the team. You know the type. The girls who think that everyone thinks that they are just sooooooo gorgeous and everyone wants to see them and revel in their glory. When really all we want to do is give them a nice swift kick in the pants and tell them to take advice from the Scarecrow and "only have a brain". But alas, they can't/don't. Which makes me want to deck them. So these two girls get on our team and they are on the front line. So this girl, no lie, watches the other team hit the ball over the net and her eyes follow it down to the floor as it hits.

*smacks forehead* AY DIOS!!!!!

To add to my frustration, her buddy sits there giggling and says, and I quote, "Oh Jess, look at that. The ball hit the floor." Before erupting into giggles. You have got to be kidding me. You know, there are days when I am ashamed of my two X chromosomes. I don't think I have ever giggled a day in my life.

So now that I've had my rant for the day....

Our school district is all messed up with a scandal right now. The new principal at the middle school got caught inflating some students grades. The assistant principal took her place until the board decides what to do with the school. Those poor kids. This guy made me wear a jacket all day once for having the word "crap" on my shirt.

Speaking of drama, I had a meeting today about the spring play at school. "Welcome to the Monkey House" is an anthology of short stories by Kurt Vonnegut. Including "Harrison Bergeron". I love that story. So, this book has been adapted to a play and I am psyched!! I got my monologue and it's really depressing. I will give more details later because I have to go now.

Word Cloud

I found this nifty thing on the Holley's blog. It finds words on your blog and randomly puts them together. I just thought it was kind of neat.

Day At Cleveland

Today was parent-teacher conference day at the high school, so I didn't have school. Until about 1, I did the usual day off stuff. I slept in till 8:30. I vegged. I vegged some more.

Then at around 1ish, Dad had an appointment in Lorain, so the whole family went with him. I had the option of either tagging along or getting the house to myself. In a moment of insanity I decided to tag along.

I've been stuffed up for the past couple days and when it comes to car rides, I'm borderline narcoleptic. This is embarrassing, but my mom ended up waking me up because I was snoring. This was not fun, because I couldn't go back to sleep, my mom was in control of my iPod because there was nothing good on the radio, and my brother and sister deemed this an appropriate time to jump on me. Not good times.

Luckily, there were good times to follow. We ended up going to Tower City Center in Cleveland, which was a blast. We got there and got a snack of Auntie Anne's Pretzel's. I had never been there before and I got the Cinnamon-Sugar Pretzel. Oh-Ehm-Gee. So yummy. Then we decided to browse. My mom, sister, and I went in to PayLess. My mom has developed a love for wedge heels. I found a really cute bag and flip flops to match it. That store may reduce me to flipping burgers at Mickey D's. Which I said I would never do, just out of principle.

By the time we got out of there, my brother and dad were missing. We wandered into Go! Games and Christmas Corner which are combined at the mall. This quickly became my favorite store ever. 2 whole bookshelves devoted to Wizard of Oz stuff. It was heaven. I ended up getting a Wicked Witch snowglobe, which was usually $30, for $15. It was on the clearance shelf for 50% off, and we couldn't figure out why. Dad then figured out that the little flying monkey on the top had its head knocked off and asked me if I wanted to revert back to the Glinda Christmas Tree Topper. I said no because, after all, I hadn't noticed the little monkey until now, and I liked the Witch more anyway. When we left I called my grandma and asked her the one question nobody has probably ever been asked in their life.

"Can you mold a very small flying monkey's head?"

She assured me that she probably could, if she had a picture to go from.

For dinner we went to Hard Rock Cafe, always a favorite. It was a great ending to the evening.

P.S. New Music on the blog. You likey? I'm a sucker for Edwin McCain. Especially this song. *sigh*

Oh, The Drama

I am, as they say at school much less cleaned up than I can write here, a theater lady-of-the-evening.

What this means is- dahling, I live for the thee-uh-tuh.

And I do.

I absolutely love all things Broadway. Musical. Drama. In the words of the king, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.

So, this weekend, my Dad took me to see "Chita Rivera, A Dancer's Life". It was pretty good, but not my favorite. It was pretty much this woman, quite humorously, describing her life. I don't so much go for that. I'm more of a deep plot, love triangle (or if you're talking about Mamma Mia!, it's a love quadrilateral). Which is why I watch Grey's Anatomy. It has those attributes in spades.

I am ridiculously bored at the moment. I don't want to go to bed, because I have no school tomorrow, and what a waste it would be to not take advantage of this oppurtunity. So, as I type this, the first few bars of the beginning of Titanic are humming along. Watching the Academy Awards at Damon's with Leo and Kate made me feel a great urge to watch some giant sinking boat action.

Speaking of Leo, he looks sooooooo much better now. I was discussing this with Brittany and Lindsay Wilson when we were watching the Oscars. He was gorgeous in Titanic and Romeo and Juliet, but the Giselle years were just not good for him. Thank goodness for the new 20-something girl he's dating. HE'S NOT ICKY ANYMORE!!! *does happy dance that looks shockingly like Kevin Bacon in Footloose*

I'm probably going to only get to watch about half of this movie, though, as Dad told me I had to go to bed by 2. So I must needs fast forward past the crazy scientest dude. And stop blogging.

P.S. Thursday Thirteen is back, under new management. I am PSYCHED!!

So...Wow

Ellis Grey died.

Yup, Meredith's mom. Died. Right after McDreamy chewed her out.

That's just not right, you know, chewing out someone with arythmias. Not right.

Also, Meredith saw the nurse who died of cancer the first season and Bonnie, the girl who got the pole stuck through her.

It was a good episode. A tearjerker, though. I cried.

Especially at the end where, well I have to explain this first. All the dead patients are in this heaven form of the hospital sort of. So Denny says every once in a while, he'll be in the exact same place as Izzy and he'll almost hear her voice. So at the very end, Izzy is walking out of the hospital and stops, and she and Denny are right next to each other, and they just stand there for a minute. I bawled like a baby.

So, anyway, if at the "previously on Grey's Anatomy" clips at the beginning of the show make you say, "What the crap?", then that has gotta be a good episode. So if you don't remember those people I talked about, that will cover it for you. I was psyched when Bonnie came back. The one where she died was depressing.

So, I'm not giving away the rest of the stuff. I've said enough to completely spoil it. My work here is done.

Just a warning...

At about 6 AM tomorrow, after I am done watching Grey's Anatomy on the "not TV" internet ABC show viewer, there will be a spoiler up. Because some things are just too good not to share.

I am also issuing death threats for those who ruin the episode before I see it.

You have been warned. Carry on.

This is what friends are made of

I have always been an outcast.

Well, maybe always isn't the right word. But almost all of my school career has consisted of me being on the outside looking in.

In kindergarten, no one really cares. Except for boys versus girls. Everyone of the same gender is on the same team. The others have cooties. Of course, there's always the one head-lice kid that you steer clear of, but I have never had lice in my life. And am proud of it.

In first grade, identities begin to be defined and characteristics are either "cool" or "uncool". "In" or "Out". I was still safe. I was starting to get noticed as a bit of a different character. But nothing major.

In second grade, things started to change. I had a teacher who hated me. And I seriously mean that this teacher was EVIL. I wanted to throw a bucket of water, steal her broomstick, and take it to the Wizard, she was that bad. Under her guidance I started to be labeled as "the wierd girl". But honestly, I didn't care what the kids thought of me. I had three best friends and they were all that mattered.

Somewhere along the line, past second grade, my view on this changed. Despite this blogs appearance, it's writer, at school, outside of her small circle of friends, is fairly quiet and very self concious. Except when a teacher asks a review question. Then I'm on it like stink on a warthog. I've just never fit into the high school ideal society. I don't own anything from Abercrombie, Hollister, AE, or PacSun. The most valuable thing I own are my 2 pairs of Liz Claiborne shoes. Which I don't wear to school.

The past week, I have gotten a glimpse of how lucky I really am to have the friends I have.

The example that ties in with this post is something that happened today. My best friend (I have at least 4 best friends I can think of) Rachel, at the bus stop today told me, "Do me a favor. Never confide in Lucy or Ethel." (Their names have been changed, because this blog gets imported to Facebook, and one of them is linked to me and has friends who also are. The person will know that it's her I'm talking about, but I really don't care. I'm just not going to slander her name. Because I'm cool like that.)

I asked her, "Why? They've always been fairly nice to me. Lucy and I of course had our falling outs in Elementary School, but me and Ethel have never really had any problems. What's the deal?"

Rachel told me that in her second period World Studies class, which is right after the English class I have with Lucy and Ethel, the two had walked in talking about what a wierdo I was and how different I was and how wierd, and yada yada yada. She said that, in not such a Christian manner, she asked how they could call themselves Christians and talk about someone like that.
While Ethel is an Atheist, and this would have no effect on her, Lucy's father is a pastor. Their responses?

"Well, she's wierd and it's not like you know anything about being a Christian."

Rachel told them that, so what if I'm wierd. I'm still her friend and as far as Christianity goes, she knows that they can't be one.

I sat stunned for a moment. I couldn't believe that those two had said something like that. And then, I was rocketed back to third grade, in Mrs. Portzline's class.

Me and Lucy had been friends. We ate lunch together, played at recess, etc. And one week, she got to be line leader. She told me she would save me a spot in line. So, when the bell rang for lunch, I jumped up in line with her. "Rebecca, what are you doing?", she squealed and pushed me away. "You told me I was your friend so I got to stand in front with you."

At this point, Lucy said the words I don't know why, but I have never completely forgotten.

"You're just a back-up friend, Rebecca."

Apparently, this meant she couldn't be seen around me when her cool friends were around. It's a stupid, childish memory, but for some reason, it came back to me, clear as day at that moment.

With all of this happening, I decided, that while it bothers me a lot to hear stuff like this get back to me, I wasn't going to let it get to me too much. Rachel asked, "Are you going to confront them?"

"No. I'm too nice to tell them what I want to tell them. And too Christian. Plus, it's not like it's a big deal. I just won't confide in them."

I told someone a while back, that in some ways, it's good to be an outcast.

You know who the real friends are, that way.

Thursday 13 #12

This one is interactive, you guys! I will put the answers in the comments.
* I have just been informed that after this week, Thursday 13 will be discontinued. This is sad. My ratings will plummet. Visitors, I will miss your visits to my blog every week. Please come back and read my blog sometime.

*If anyone gets #1 right, please tell me. I have this on EC as well, and that one has them stumped. So does #5.

Name the one who said each quote, then let me know how you did.

Thirteen Catch Phrases/Quotes With the Person from a TV/Movie

1. Catch Phrase- Yes yes.
2. Catch Phrase-Sit on it.
3. Quote-Never let go.
4. Quote- F is for fire that burns down the whole town, U is for uranium...bombs. N is for no survivors, WHEN YOU....
5. Quote-Not so much.
6. Quote- I don't wanna be a pirate!
7. Quote- I'm the holiday armadillo!
8. Catch Phrase- Oh my nose!
9. Catch Phrase- No soup for you!
10. Catch Phrase- How YOU doin'?
11. Catch Phrase-Won't someone please think of the children?
12. Catch Phrase- NORTON!
13. Catch Phrase-You eeeediot!

I've HAD it!

All right! That's it!

Except for Thursday Thirteen and Blogging Chicks I am leaving the settings under About Abosolutely Nothing. It is too much of a headache to change the name.


Oh, how do you guys like the name by the way? I'm looking for a muffiny layout at the moment.

This should brighten even the crappiest day....

Useless Rambling

I absolutely love that picture. Back when CSG and I were friends (Oh, don't get me started on that) he showed me that picture. I fell out of my chair. And since I am going on about useless nothings today it seemed appropriate.

Plus, how can a pancake-headed bunny not make you feel better about yourself? This is what I'm saying.

So, I'm sitting here in my near-death office chair, a hand-me-down from Dad, which has seen the Blossoms jump in it one too many times, wondering, "What to blog? What to blog?", knowing full well that I have nothing to say, but because I have an unhealthy addiction to blogging I can't not blog. So I guess I am just pouring out utter nothings from my brain like Blue Kool-Aid that a 2-year-old has just drank out of.

You know there is substance somewhere, but not sure where, how much, and if it's going to choke you or make you vomit. Much like my poo post.

So, let us press on.

I suppose I could make this a ranting post. Yes, I think I will. I have 2 good ones. One that I have not yet addressed, although it happened about a week ago.

Most recent- Group projects.

They annoy me.

Today in Bio, we were doing a lab studying the variation of legumes (peanuts, to be precise) and my group members told me "Rebecca, you have the best grades and you like schoolwork, so why don't you do the paperwork?"

*cleans out ears*

Ex-squeeze me? I like doing schoolwork? What?

So, I end up doing it, not wanting to cave to them, but also not wanting my grade to suffer because of them. So, when I don't get the 3-person paperwork done by the end of the alotted time, my teacher rips my groups head off. And the group gives me *the look*. Which ticked me off. Can you honestly blame me?

So afterwards I went up to her desk and explained that I was doing the whole groups work on my own. She told me I could turn it in after lunch. Yippee.

Group work is such a waste of time. Whoever thought of it needs to burn in the bad place. I have very bad experiences with group work. In cute-history-teacher's class, I got a 33/35 on my personal portion of the Rise of Authoritarian Government project. My group grade was 25/40. Because they didn't turn in the other pieces. Which I offered to turn in. Argh. I was mad.

So, why do they make us do it? It plummets GPA's!

I have another rant, but at the moment, I don't have time for it. I have to set the table, so later I will rant away.

I know, I'm going fast *Revised Poll*

After only about 8 hours of voting, because I have no patience whatsoever, I am announcing semi-finalists. While many of you liked "What the Muffin?" and "What a Girl Wants", Liz pointed out that they are low on blogrolls, and since I have a top spot at the moment with "AB" at the beginning, my traffic will be hurt enough as it is, so sorry.

The final 3 were nominated and don't begin with "W".


*Edit* Due to outcry, I have re-added "What the Muffin?". And thank you, Liz. I am glad I rock worlds.

Beating the rotting corpse of a horse...*UPDATED*

So I've been so busy that I forgot that about 75% of you hate my blog's name. So I haven't mentioned it in about a month. So, I have a few ideas for my blog name which I will place in a poll. It's right here and willl also be on the sidebar.




*Update* Didn't think of this one until after I made the poll. I also like "Dreaming in Technicolor". If you like that one, leave it in the comments.

Movies

I am a superhero junkie. Moderately. I love the SpiderMan movies. I want to see number 3. I just saw the trailer. The villains are Thomas Haden Church (or as I told mom "Lyle" from George of the Jungle) and *swoon* Topher Grace. Thomas Haden Church is playing Sandman and Topher Grace is playing Venom. Venom has always been my favorite villain, even before Topher took the role. The role is just better now.

Also on my list is the new Harry Potter. The fifth book, The Order of the Phoenix, is by far my favorite of all of them. It's very good. Also on the subject of Harry, the new book, The Deathly Hallows, is coming out on July 21. The movie is coming out (in theaters) on July 13. I won't see it in theaters, but most likely my friends who will go and see it will spoil all the special effects and good parts for me, so I count it as close enough. Plus, I'm sure Ms. Rowling doesn't mind the two products coming out so close to each other. It means bukoo bucks for her.

I was watching something somewhere with a late night talk guy who was talking about Ghost Rider. This movie looks fruity to me. I have never really been fond of Nicholas Cage, so that's a downer. Plus, it seems like a Fantastic 4/Spiderman rip-off.The guy bursts into flames (which apparently doesn't hurt him like the poor Grey's Anatomy bomb guy), in Johnny Storm/The Human Torch style when ever danger is near. Just. Like. Spidey. That's original.

On the subject of Fantastic Four, there's a new one of those coming out. Yippee. I didn't really like the movie and I don't know of anything to make fun of, so moving on.

Onto the movies I will never watch.

Hannibal Rising. My friend, Nikki, who loves stuff like this went to see it with her brother and decided to tell me the whole story, since it is "R" and I have no desire to watch the biography of a crazy cannibal man. Pretty much, it's a freakish movie where Hannibal's whole family except for his sister, Mischa, gets killed. And then Mischa gets eaten. And Hannibal goes postal. And some crazy violent action ensues. There you go, I just saved you about 2 hours. The critics rated it a D. Nikki gave it an A-. Yahoo! users give it a B-.

I think that's about all for now.

ABC is a poo-poo head *Updated*

Just finished watching Grey's Anatomy from last night. If you don't like spoilers, stop here, because I must rant.

The last scene of the episode starts with just blank white, then Meredith wakes up on a surgical table (may I point out that before this she was white/blue from hypothermia and had just flat lined) and do you guys remember the bomb squad guy from last season? The one who was blown to smitherenes by the bazooka shell? Ok, so he is standing there and says "Hey" to Meredith. And she asks "Am I dead?" and so then you hear this voice from the side that says "D*** right, you are." And it's Denny. Yes, Denny. Who I loved and they killed off. And then Meredith says "Holy." and the credits roll.

Also, Izzy told George that it was a mistake that he married Callie O'Malley.

So, here is why ABC is a poop head. You do not show Meredith saying "Holy" and gorgeous Denny and bomb shell guy and then cut scene. That is crueler than the whole water shot last week. And next week is a rerun. The one where the bomb guy dies. I guess it's probably to explain him to the people who don't recognize him. So I have to wait two weeks to see how Meredith magically comes back to life. You know she will.

Well, I should probably get off now because those of you who didn't listen to my warning are probably about to come after me with flames and pitchforks.

*Update*

Well, here is the horrific scene, with gorgeous Denny and hot Bomb Guy.



Also, here is Shonda Rhimes (the writer of Grey's Anatomy) blog, Grey Matter, that I read every week and what she has to say about all of it.

Farewell, Jeeves....

Just in case you guys haven't been to Ask.com in the past few days, let me share with you the surprise I got when I went on there to get some info for a history project. Jeeves was missing from the site. I went on Jeeves for Kids and clicked on "Where's Jeeves?" and the following message was listed-

"After ten years of dutifully helping kids answer questions for their homework, learn more about their world, or to just be able to help them answer the eternal "Why?" Jeeves has decided that his work here is done. Don't worry. Our site will still be here to help you with all of your homework and searches.
Jeeves is just taking this opportunity to hang up his butler suit and retire, but he is taking a few days rest before he goes. "

Ok, how messed up will our society get? A cartoon character is retiring??!?!?!?!? Not right people. Not right. Plus, think of the catastrophe that will fall on our economy! Ask.com's profits will drop greatly. They are nothing without Jeeves! Where will world leaders turn to when faced with that critical question, "Does bologna go well with peanut butter?".

Madness, I tell you. Sheer madness.

Thursday 13 #11

And to conclude this day of utter crappiness....

A 13 Part Valentines Day Rant By Me

1. So, here's my beef with Valentine's Day, any holiday whose mascot is a fat naked man flying around shooting arrows at random people has GOT to be messed up.
2. Plus, if you are single you feel like an utter freak. (Unless, like my mother, you didn't care about what guys thought about you when you were a teen. Good for you. I don't have that talent.)
3. And when you feel like an utter freak, no amount of reassurance that you are a strong, confident, intelligent woman and that someday a wonderful man who looks stunningly like Topher Grace is going to sweep you off of your feet with a dozen roses and ask you to bear his children (after marriage of course) is going to make you feel better.
4. Of course, along with those who fantasize about the above mentioned Topher-look-alike on your behalf, like to encourage you that this said man will be around next year.
5. Yeah right.
6. And how exactly did the massacre of two Martyrs named Valentine somehow translate into an "Oh Baby I love you" holiday?
7. I know when I see two mangled men dying in anguish I think "Gee whiz! This would be a great time to give that special someone a tennis bracelet/chocolates/card/dozen roses/ (insert romantic gift here)
8. Also, didn't all of you lovebirds just get a holiday to schmooze on New Years Eve at midnight?
9. And with Valentines Day, why on earth is Sweetest's Day around? Is it to torment us (unhappy) singles?
10. I think I would like it in Korea, honestly. On April 14th, if you recieve nothing for Valentine's Day, you go to this huge party with other singles and eat Jajangmyun, which is noodles in black sauce. The holiday is called Black Day.
11. Why don't we have a single's day in the USA?
12. Did I mention I was dumped on Valentine's day once? (The crapweasel!)
13. Above all, my brother (who was too cute for me to get upset) asked me today "Why aren't you married? When are you getting married? Are there any boys who will marry you?" Unfortunately, haven't found one where the interest is mutual, even if I was eligible.

P.S. If I get one comment with the words "You are only 16" I will hurt someone!

And now, for something completely different...

And now, back to your regularly scheduled program.

Topher Grace and a Good Blog

I'm enjoying myself. I am absorbing myself into season 2 of That 70's Show. Nothing like Topher Grace to get your mind off of singleness. Mmmmmmmmmmm....Topher Grace.....*snaps out of it* What?

Anyway, I was looking through my comments that I got today and I found a great blog. This girl who calls herself solely "The Thinker" posted a comment and I checked out her blog, not expecting much, just wierd ramblings of another stupid random commentor. Her blog blew me away. She reminds me of myself, honestly, only a LOT more articulate and talented. She's 16, addicted to her iPod and blogging, and she had a post about Valentines Day. A positive one. Now, with my bitterness, I am probably going to "boo-hiss" all of the positive whatevers that come my way on Valentine's Day, but this post was amazing. You should definately check it out.

I will most definately have a snarky post later ( I already have it made up) but for now I must watch some more 70's.

You should definately take the quiz on my sidebar....

And to make it easier for you, here it is again.GASP! Such simplicity!


Create your own Friend Quiz here

I think my valentine's day just got better....

NO SCHOOL TOMORROW!!!

or today.

Level 2 Snow Emergencies are very good things.

Madame Vice Presidente- A short play

Scene: Mrs.Melick's Classroom after school. Rebecca and Alyssa are waiting for Mrs. Melick to return from Bus Duty and looking at the FCCLA Council Roster. They notice something amiss with the section labeled "Vice President".

Alyssa: Hey, why is Paige's name scratched off of the VP section?

Rebecca: I don't know. Here comes Mrs. Melick. Let's ask her.

Alyssa: Mrs.Melick, we notice something is dreadfully wrong with the roster. Why is dear Paige's name crossed out in the bleakest black Sharpie registered trademark or some other by product permanent marker?

Mrs.Melick: Dear students, it distresses me to say that Paige was slacking and not showing up and so I relieved her of duties.

Rebecca: Awww. What a shame. Whoever will take her place?

Mrs.Melick: Actually, Rebecca, because you have basically been filling the position without the title, I was planning on asking you to fill in.

Rebecca: Gee golly whiz! I must take time and think about this!

~~~~~Intermission~~~~~

Act 2

Scene: 5 seconds later.

Rebecca: Ok. I will acquiesce to this request.

Mrs.Melick: Ok. That works.

Narrator: And there was much rejoicing.

~~~Fin~~~

*Note: This play is based on a true account. Some phrases have been changed to better suit the purposes. Nevertheless, Rebecca really was made VP because her predecessor was a slacker. And has been asked to run next year for office. Her life is good at the moment. Despite impending Valentine's Day. Which she believes stinks like moldy Limburger cheese.

~~~~~Edit~~~~~~~~

Almost forgot the anti-valentine for today...

I am lying, but it seemed like the thing to do at the time. I might as well embrace the singleness. It's not like it's ending any time soon.

Because I feel too depressed to blog anything more.....

My Anti-Valentine Plug For The Day....

Carry on.

All About Rum...

P.S. If you do not understand how rum was brought up, please click here and here.

A reply to Liz's comment...

Yes, Liz.

Someday, when I am legal, there will be rum in my kitchen.







What? I enjoy the occasional rum bun!!!!!

I hate Valentine's Day

I suppose that once upon a time, when the trend was to wear white tights with glittery red hearts on them, eat cupcakes, and give little cards with such characters as Star Wars, SpongeBob, and Nemo, I liked the holiday. My friend Emily and I were discussing my bitterness for the day. She doesn't get my loathing for it. She says she supposes it has a little to do with the fact that she never wants to marry or date. She asked me, "What makes you hate it so much?"

It is a common misinterpretation that I hated V Day because I am bitter. And I am. But this is not the only reason. I hate seeing the ridiculous amounts of PDA in the halls at school anyday, so why on earth would I like to see a guy give a girl some chocolate, a cute little teddy bear saying "Be Mine", and a dozen roses, and then have them block my locker by sucking each others faces off. It annoys me.
Then of course you have my bitterness. I've been dumped on V Day the only year that I did have a significant other (thank you, MX). I've had stitches the day before V Day and had to hobble to my party. And I've had friends call me with "words of encouragement". I know they mean well, but the last thing I want to hear on this day of loathing is "Don't worry. There will be someone next year." I've waited for my next year. It's never come.
And finally, I think that it is a complete waste of a holiday. How on earth did two martyrs getting slaughtered turn into a day of love?
So I suppose I will close by quoting my Aunt Julie.
"Grab your friend, share a cupcake and celebrate Friendship Day in style!!"

This is in reference to Westerville City Schools, where my cousin, Andrew, is in 4th grade, referring to Valentines Day as "Friendship Day" this year.

Thursday Thirteen #10

Ok, actually have one this week.

Thirteen Fun Things I have seen on Snopes.com

1. Titanic had a cursed mummy on board?


2. This would completely ruin a good cake...


3. No Guys! Really! It's me!


4. Poor Jack....


5. It really was the wizard....
   
6. Mommy, my Snickers just bit back!


7. Something tells me that she won't tune in next week...


8. I knew that Judy Jetson looked a bit pale!!!


9. I had to read this one a few times. Pretty cool.


10. Who wants a Twinkie now?


11. I wish this was true. Exams would be a lot easier.


12. Please pass the Beethoven?


13. Finally. The truth about Pop Rocks and Coke.

Stole it from Liz!

First letter of name Scattegories! WOOHOO!

1. Famous Athlete: Ron Tuggnut
2. 4-letter word: Room
3. Street name: Roosevelt Ave (NYC)
4. Color: Red
5. Gifts/present: Rectal Thermometer (Hey, it worked on Madagascar!)
6. Vehicle: Retractable hardtop
7. Tropical Location: Rio
8. College Major:Religous Studies
9. Dairy Product: Rotten Milk (AKA- Yogurt)
10. Things in a Souvenir Shop: Ribbons?
11. Boy Name: Ryan
12. Girl Name: Rena
13. Movie Title: Return to Me
14. Alcohol: Rum
15. Occupation: Retiree
16. Flower: Rose
17. Celebrity: Ricky Martin
18. Magazine: Real Estate Monthly
19. U.S. City: Rockville, Maryland
20. Pro Sports Team: Ravens (Baltimore)
21. Something Found in a Kitchen: Rum
22. Reason for Being Late: Really annoying child made me drop them off at band practice and then I spilled coffee on my pants
23. Something You Throw Away: Really annoying child that made you drop them off
24. Things You Shout: Roohoo! (if you are Scooby Doo, that is0
25. Cartoon Character: Roadrunner

Normally after 2 days I wouldn't care but....

Outside of my window our road hasn't been plowed and you can't tell the where the yard stops and road starts. And everyone else has closed. Stupid MV.

6:44- Hang on, there's hope. MV Academy just closed?

6:50-Nope. The people on 90.9 FM are making fun of us.

5 day weekend?

Great possibility. The white death is upon us. I'm checking about once per hour here.

Meanwhile, this amuses me. I love Smeegle and his evil ugliness.

I love my mom...

And her thrifty Goodwill shopping techniques. This picture comes directly off of lizclaiborne.com and these shoes right here, part of her new collection, the LizFlex Thrifty Loafer, imported kidskin leather, run at $69 if you get them off of her site. Mom scored them for $4 at Goodwill. Yeah,baby!

Now if only I could find a nice Gucci bag.....

Deep Freeze

Take this, you global warming theorist fruitcakes.

Anyway, school was cancelled today or delayed in pretty much every school across the state and tomorrow isn't looking much different. I have a feeling I will be home tomorrow as well, looking at the cancellations thus far. I can't expect any announcements until later tonight, though, I am sure.

I had an enjoyable day off. Just pretty much goofed around and such. I found a site with the first season of "That 70's Show" on it, and am looking for the second season because I am almost done.

I don't have a whole lot to update about, so rather than ramble on about nothing I will close. If you want to join the school cancellation watch, the site I am checking on is here.

Will update later.

*Update- 6:29 PM- MOUNT VERNON CITY SCHOOLS ARE CLOSED!!!!!!!!

P.S. In order to pay homage to the Super Bowl (how bout them Colts...Ahhh..I don't really care. Hate football and all.) Here are my two favorite commercials.



For some reason, after the whole divorce from Britney, I don't think this is too far off.


This is my mom's favorite. I love it.

This really sums up life right about now....

"God, I know you have a master plan. But sometimes you just don't make sense."

-Denzel Washington, "The Preacher's Wife"

Thursday Thirteen #10

There is no TT today (yet) because I cannot think of a good list today. If you have one, leave it in the comments.