Friday, September 10, 2010

Stream of Consciousness, Deux.

Holy Mama. Holy Cow. Holy Matrimony. HOLY CRAP! Holy Bananas. Holy, Holy, Holy.

I don't know which direction I'm going because I just don't stop moving, ever. Except when I sit down on my bed and finally (finally) remember to type out a new blog entry. There's so many things flying through my head (not literally) right now that I don't know which thoughts to lasso and serve up to you, rancher style.

I could tell you that my room looks like it imploded on itself and where there aren't boxes filled with clean laundry or office supplies, there are piles of shoes, checks, camera chargers, coffee makers missing the pots, time sheets from work, and controllers to a non-existent gaming system (no idea where that one is!). I feel like I could be on the show Hoarders, but in reality I definitely couldn't. One look into my room and you'd know that I'm obviously moving back to college in less than a week.

Plus, Hoarders scares the bejeebles out of me. OK. Here:


1. Aaron Eckhart -- all I want in my life is to hug him. Looks at those cute little cheeks and that dimple on his chin. How dare he be so irresistibly charming in the movie Love Happens. Haven't seen that? I'd throw it on the good ole Netflix list if I were you. That being, if you are a female and/or a male who is in touch with his feminine side. Although, I don't know if you could be both? But maybe. Who am I to judge you.

2. I'm so distracted by my room that I can't give you a #2 right now. In fact, I'm so distracted that I'm going to close this internet box, put on a movie, and pack up all this sh ...stuff.


I'll be back with more, for you. I love you. Probably.


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