desktop

My desktop wallpaper changes every day, randomly cycling through my pictures  so every now and then I'll get a picture that's just kinda funny. 

Like today, every time I open my laptop I see michelle's face.

interesting

http://s.buzzfeed.com/static/imagebuzz/2008/7/30/11/3414e48eaba361eb159d4f9b0e8727b5.jpg

googly

Top 2009 Internet Searches

5. Britney Spears
4. Megan Fox
3. WWE Wrestling
2. Twilight
1. Michael Jackson

time vs. money

What causes people more stress, lack of time or money?  Ask anyone this question and most likely the response will be money - and everyone has their reasons for instantly thinking money:  if you have money, time isn't an issue...we don't have enough time because we need money....lack of money is just stressful!

And it does make sense.  As much as some may want to deny it, money is just....necessary.  But after thinking more about this I've concluded that it's not in fact a lack of money that stresses people out, it's a lack of time.  Time in a "small-picture" sense, like I need to do laundry but I don't have time to get it done before I have to work tomorrow.  But also time just in general...the finite-ness of life.  You'll never have enough time.  Doesn't matter how much money you have, time will always be limited.

I have so many more reasons for this that I just can't put into words.  But think about it.  It makes a lot of sense.

you never know what you're gonna get

"Life, it's like a box of chocolates. Cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable because all you ever get back is another box of chocolates. So you are stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly gulp down till there is nothing else left to eat. Sure, once a while, there is a peanutbutter cup, English toffee, but they are gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth shattering nuts. If you are desperate enough to eat those, all you have got left is an empty box filled with useless brown paper wrappers."

sagging skinny tight baggy jeans....what?

I don't get it.  I saw a boy walking down the median of the road sporting this bizarre contradicting style.  Sagging skinny jeans.  I missed the green arrow because I was too busy staring at this boy wondering why he thought this style worked.

When trying to find an image that would convey this bizarre style, I realized that evidently it is an emerging trend supported by, who else, Lil Wayne.




Go figure.

how-to

My how-to of the day is How to build a lean to using two trees and i was thinking that seems incredibly irrelevant to my life and then I though that if I'm ever on survivor, this would be a really useful thing to know.  So I read it.

I wonder if I'll ever need to know this.

Rather....I wonder if I'll ever be in a situation where knowing this information would be really useful but I can't remember anything.  Just that I once read about it.

sleepy mcsleeperton

You know something's screwed up when you need to set an alarm to make sure you're up by 1:30 (in the afternoon.....)

Swine Flu day 4

I've been hacking up a lung, suffocating because I can't breathe, unusually quiet since talking hurts, sneezing like I'm in training to be the Ultimate Sneezer, and personally supporting the tissue industry.  You know what that means?  Yes, swine flu.  It has to be.  There's no other possible sickness to have anymore, H1N1 has beaten down all the other viruses/bacteria and claimed humans for itself.  And swine too.  Same difference? Ha! (insert punchline drum roll).  The incredibly frustrating part is that I rarely get sick, much less the "sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy head" kind....even less often the kind that lasts longer than a day or two.  


I've been asked if I feel any better and, well, if you know about swine flu you know there is no better.  It just gets worse and worse.  Then you die.  I'm preparing for my death.  Each day I add a new symptom, while the old ones remain.  


All I'm lacking is a fever & SICKNESS (i.e. nausea).  Then I would definitely be on my death bed.

Dick:  Christina, we need to have a talk
Xina:  About what?
Dick:  It doesn't seem like it's working out for you here....you don't seem happy
Xina: (look that implies, really? no shit, you're just now realizing this?)
Dick:  So how can we fix it?
Xina:  We can't. I hate this job, it can't be fixed.  I quit.
Dick:  Well you know, I'm usually a pretty good judge of character, and some people just can't handle it....maybe you'd do better someplace more structured.  Maybe a 9-5 job, until you get married and have kids.
Xina: (at this point it's all I can do not to just....slap him.  But my mother taught me not to burn my bridges so I just smile tensely and leave)

And that is how I quit my job.

halloween costume is complete

This is my halloween costume, Shotgun Betty.  She's a.....beer mascot.  I don't know what else to describe her character.  Shotgun Betty is a kind of beer, it's pretty good. And it's brewed here in Raleigh.

And I really really like Shotgun Betty.

incubus

I woke up this morning missing my shirt.

Already Dead

I joined Dennis's book club.  But I read the book weeks ago and have since read 3 more books, so how am I supposed to discuss it?  I don't even remember what it was called.

Most recently I finished Already Dead, which reminded me of my other vampire series, only from a guy's perspective.  So it leaves out all the emotional drama that apparently is synonymous with women.  But I did enjoy the book, and I will continue the series.  I like books.  And I like vampires.

4/5 of my halloween costume is complete.

effin

I impulsively bought a dress a few weeks ago and haven't worn it yet until today.  The dress was on sale, and looking at it I assumed it would fit just fine figured I could forgo trying it on.  The dress has been hanging in my closet for awhile until today I realized that it's warm enough again to wear a dress and decided to go with the new one.  However, once I began to try and put it on I realized perhaps why it was indeed so cheap.  Around the ribs is a sort of "belt" part of the dress...which does not stretch AT ALL.  And there are no zippers or buttons or anything to open it up.  I couldn't get the dress above my hips and when I attempted to put it over my shoulders I ended up trapped with one arm halfway into the sleeve and the whole thing kinda twisted and stuck around my neck/shoulders.  I could hardly move and it took awhile before I was able to contort my arms this thing over my shoulders. Once the dress was on and in place it fit fine.  it doesn't feel unnecessarily small or tight.  I've been wearing it all day  and now it's 12:30 and I have no idea how I'm going to get it off. I might end up cutting it.

Moral of the story?  Never buy clothes without trying them on.  Especially if they're on sale.

livin' on a prayer

In Sweden, gaol = jail.  Did you know that?  I didn't until the Swedish man in my book had to go to gaol.

Also, they call him Kalle Blomkvist....but what does Kalle mean? Because I don't understand the significance of the nickname, and undoubtedly there's a point to it.  Blomkvist is his name.  Yeah! Try saying that out loud!  Last time I try to read a book that takes place in Sweden....

Of all the spectrum of hair colors I've experienced, this dark brown I've recently discovered is my favorite.  Inside I am a brunette and I was just needing my outside appearance to reflect that.  And combined with the short/curly/bangs haircut and my cupcake apron, I look straight out of a 1950s magazine.

That's what I'll be for halloween maybe?

I got a phone number at work this afternoon from a guy named Andreq....like, On-dreek....

How does one politely turn down a date? I never know what to say so I just agree and get myself in awkward situations down the road.

90 seconds or less

OBSESSING.

time marches on

My watch stopped running weeks ago.  I intended to buy a new battery, but despite reminding myself multiple times I still seem to completely forget every time I'm in a relevant store.  So I think, maybe if I keep wearing the watch then I'll realize while I'm out that it's not working and I'll pick up a battery.

Day 3 of this and I still have a non-working watch. 

been there, done that, posted the picture online

I saw a giant shopping cart on my way home today.  Quite possibly about 20 feet tall, being towed down the street.  I wish I had gotten a picture - though if you google image search for "giant shopping cart" it turns out there are many pictures already in existence of this phenomenon.  So why take pictures at all?  I'm sure every picture has already been taken.  I'll just start photoshopping pictures of myself into other pictures.

Maybe that's how I'll decorate my bedroom. Yes, with pictures of myself.

purgatory

The woman on the phone when I was setting up cable/internet kept referring to me as Miss Christina, and it made me almost want to laugh every time.  She was from California, but moved out here 4 years ago after she graduated.  She's still trying to get used to the humidity, but her boyfriend, who's from Atlanta, doesn't mind it at all. (She was very friendly).

I started this for a particular reason.  It seems every phase of my life has a different online site to post nonsense.  Opendiary in high school, livejournal in college....and now this one?  I don't know how to refer to this phase of life, post-college but pre-"life". 

I'm in limbo.

Chocolate peanut butter cake soon....then what should I make?