I am so annoyed because before I fell asleep the other night, I had a great blog idea, and now I have ZERO idea what it was. Like, beyond zero. I know that it was for a link at the top, not a blog post, so I guess that is .001% of an idea. OH MY GOSH I JUST REMEMBERED WHAT IT WAS. I am not even kidding. And IT IS a brilliant idea! Ok, well thank you for that. You have all helped tremendously. If you are standing next to someone right now, or sitting next to them, tell them to pat you on the back and tell you that you did a good job.
I Benedryl purchased a tee shirt that says “This Girl Loves Green Day.” I could probably shoot heroin and it would not affect me like Benedryl does. I have written blogs that I could not remember while on Benedryl, I bought my mom some books while on Benedryl.
I DID MY WAITING! 12 YEARS OF IT! IN AZKABAN!
Ok, I am back. That part was just on the Harry Potter marathon that happens every other weekend on ABC Family, and I have to shout it every time, but there is no one here to shout with.
I have looked up the etymology of kielbasa, bologna and colonel and I realize why they are pronounced the way they are, but it still pisses me off. Even knowing the history does not help me accept the pronunciation. They all came from combinations of other words, basically, and so the spelling and pronunciation became different. That is stupid, though, it is like saying “I know your name is spelled Darcy, but I am going to pronounce it Daniel because that is a word I know.”
I keep a list of things that I think of that I want to write a blog about, and I have this in the notes on my phone – “what my dad is thinking rapid succession blinking Indian noise thumping first can’t figure it out third can but don’t care.” I do not know what any of that means. I know I wrote it. I know at one point it made sense to me. My other notes make sense to me.
During the Harry Potter marathon, I have been subjected to people making me feel guilty about children with no food, elephants and ivory, and abused animals. I feel bad enough about these things on a daily basis without having visual reminders while I am trying to enjoy my time at Hogwarts. I mean, I guess I hope it makes other people feel guilty who do not normally feel guilty, and then they will give their money to these causes, but there should be some sort of censor that makes people who need to curl up in the fetal position and cry every time one of these commercials come on safe from viewing them. Do you want to watch the version of Harry Potter for cold hearted jerks, or for sensitive, guilt ridden people?
Billie Joe Armstrong and Mike Dirnt opened a coffee place, and I saved this picture so that every time I turn my phone on, Billie is offering me coffee. It makes me happy.
Also, I kicked my brother’s ass at Scrabble, and his dog was watching. Here is Cindy throwing some shade at my brother because she is disappointed in him.