Monday, monday.

Drunk on a Monday night = way more amusing than I ever thought possible.

Heh.

Drinking wine + eating fresh pecans + talking to my sister on the phone = A+!

 

It’s been a long time, WordPress! Here’s a lame, ho-hum update

today: it snowed!

granted, it was just a few flurries but it was actual, real, bona fide SNOW!  JSYK, I live in the coastal Carolinas, so snow is a very rare occurrence for us.

right now: I’m full of burrito and in a most excellent mood.

I ate dinner with my friend H from work, her husband and their two kids.  I normally take an “I don’t know” stance on the subject of ever having kids of my own, but if they could be like these two, I’d probably be up for getting impregnated.

H’s 15-year-old daughter showed me her iPod and I was very impressed.  Her ten-year-old son is full of cute stories.

my hair: it is now long enough to do the “lay your hair across your upper lip and make a mustache” thing.

yesssssssssssssss.

I’m actually ready for Christmas this year.  I’m still pretty damn poor, but since I’ve gotten into the world of Clinical Research, my income actually allows for gifts.

It’s also cool Amanda’s birthday coming up, and I’ve done all the shopping for her.

Exclusively online.

Have I mentioned that I buy almost everything over the internet?

One day at work my friend KB remarked on my outfit and I realized that EVERYthing, down to my underwear and bra, had been purchased online.

Christmas songs I’ve been listening to:

“All I Wanted was a Skateboard” – Super Deluxe
“Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” – Brenda Lee
“I Won’t be Home for Christmas” – Blink 182
“Oi to the World” – No Doubt

 

It’s not spam, but it sure is something

Okay, seriously.  I didn’t think I had that common of a last name, but, in recent months, I have gotten a SLEW of emails for people other than myself.

These emails are not spam.  Most of the time, they are forwards from the person’s work email address, or, better yet, order confirmations [one today was for a "hand kit" or something. WTF?]

I should start a blog in the vein of “The wrong KMiller” entitled “The wrong LMeadows”

Learn your own email addresses, idiots!

 

Seriously.

 

Incurring the wrath of Tylenol PM

Note to self:

taking a Tylenol PM at 7:30 but then staying up a while to watch a movie will not only make your sleep cycle severely confused, but will delay your deep sleep so you can’t get your ass out of bed the next morning.

Also: dreaming about bobcats and kangaroos in Thomasville is NOT how you want to spend each night.  Especially since there really ARE bobcats in Thomasville.

Unless the alternative is the “running from the ghost of the Statue of Liberty while running through a grocery store dressed in soccer gear” dream.

Seriously. And I didn’t even take any medicine at all that night.

What tops all those, though, is the “Grover turning into the Big Bad Wolf ” dream when I was six, but that’s a story for another time.

 

Because, that’s why.

My all-time favorite movie genre is horror.

One of my all-time favorite websites is the site for the Archie McPhee store in Seattle.

When the two come together, I get a new posse.

Here are my new posse members:

And here I am with them:

Don’t hate.  Even the people at work who think I’m a total weirdo were enamored of them and honored when I passed a few of them out.  They decorate quite a few computer monitors in the R&E department now.

p.s. my hair is all done up because I had just gotten home from a wedding.  A wedding that started THREE AND A HALF HOURS LATE. True story.  I don’t make this shit up.

 

Band-aids, anemia, and double finger-pricks. NOT flipping off the camera.

If you’ve ever wondered what my avatar looks like up close, well, here ya go:

 

Attempted theft!

The damn food-stealer just got a mouthful from me.

And I’m not talking stolen food, either.

Today, my coworker K offered to make a Starbucks run for us.  Now normally, I don’t get anything because, ever since they got rid of their Coconut Creme Frappuccinos, I’ve had no idea what to get from Starbucks.

K advised me to look online and I decided on a delicious Chai Tea Frappuccino.

Mmmmmmmmmm.

Since about seven of us ordered drinks, K called as she was on her way back so I could let her into the building/help her carry the plethora of drinks.

We climbed the stairs and stopped at the first cube to hand off drinks to two of our coworkers.  K pointed out that the last one in my drink carrier was my drink.

Trying not to look and failing miserably, I saw the damn food-stealer’s eyes get really big as she eyed my drink.

I tried to turn and run but she blurted, “Freshcracker, what did YOU get?”

…

Notice she didn’t ask about anyone else’s.

“A chaiteafrapp,” I quickly said.

Without missing a beat, the damn food-stealer said, “Mmmmm can I have some?”

I saw red.

And my coworker’s probably saw red. On my face.

Finally I said, “You are ALWAYS taking my food!”

The damn food-stealer’s face went red and she attempted to shift focus to K for not including her on the drink order.

We all ignored her.

Damn, that felt good.

p.s. I am employing the slap method (Jimsmuse, not quite as radical as a fork, but I may have to work up to that) next time her bony hand comes anywhere near my food or beverage.

 

Huh?

Okay, seriously.

I’m afraid to look [and can't, because I'm at work] but WHAT, pray tell, is the new internet phenomenon of 2 Girls 1 Cracker?

I’m asking because about four hundred people [slight exaggeration] have googled that term and landed here.

I’m also curious about “could an entity smell like stinking feet,” “cool to read on the crapper,” and, especially, “2007 halloween costumes ‘ampersand’”.

That last one gets an especially because, as you may know, the ampersand is my favorite typographical character, and halloween is my favorite holiday.

bingo! greatest halloween costume idea EVER.

 

Uh, whoa.

This picture looks like a picture of Albert Einstein. Correct?

Now, get up from your chair and stand fifteen or so feet back.

Who do you see now?

 

Seriously, DHL.

Recently, I placed an order on urbanoutfitters.com and have been anxiously awaiting its arrival.

I went to check the shipping status, and this is what I found:

So apparently if you live in NC and order from a company with a shipping facility in SC, the package has to go back South to Georgia, skip two states [including yours] and go up to Virginia before coming back South to your town, which is in the Southeastern part of the state.

Dear urbanoutfitters.com:

Next time, send it US Mail, mkay?