Dancing at discos, eating cheese on toast...

So… we’re going to try this whole blog thing again.

I loved keeping a record of all my adventures while abroad, and I still look back at the pictures and get the little butterflies, however cliché they are. Even though I’m just living life in little ol’ East Lansing, life is good. Life is happy. And happiness deserves to be shared.

As I’m typing this I’m watching the new season of American Idol. I FREAKING LOVE AMERICAN IDOL – I squirm, I squeal, I shake for American Idol! It’s been my job to watch the show since season one – still look forward to it every year. Ellen is insane and I love her. I want to be her friend. I want to go have a cup of coffee with her and I don’t even drink coffee. Maybe an iced tea? DEFINITELY an iced tea… I bet she’d get us the tea for free too, because she’s so fly.

Do you ever wonder why working out sucks so bad? I mean it is so good for you. It takes like… an hour… 30 minutes for a little bit of cardio… but it’s just miserable to goooo to the gym and geeeeeet on the elliptical and waaaaaaatch the seconds tick by on the little digital clock. Really? Really. With the wedding coming up in 7 months or so, I want to bust my balls and work out like crazy, but nothing is stirring inside of me. Maybe it’s winter weather. Yes, assey winter weather must have something to do with it. Here’s hoping I stop my slothiness when the sun comes out. Otherwise… potato sack dress with sleeves it is. Que Sexy.

Ha. The new Old Spice commercials crack me up. So bad. So… good?

There are so many movies I want to see right now that it’s ridiculous. Does any one else get stressed out when you go to the movies and allllll these previews come up on the screen. At first you’re like “wow! That looks good.” Then another comes up and you’re like “oh MAN!” Third in a row… “GAH!” Then you start sweating and looking for a piece of paper to write all the titles down, but you get them wrong… and then you realize it would be completely STUPID to go see all of them because it costs 7.50 per movie? Phew. Anyways – here’s my current list:

• Away We Go (JIM!)
• The Invention of Lying (Brit humor – Ricky Gervais - can you really go wrong?)
• The Young Victoria (ahhhh)
• Couples Retreat (will probably be a waste of time but I feel like I need to see it)
• New York, I Love You (think it will be like its Parisian counterpart?)
• Everybody’s Fine (no comment?)
• Alice in Wonderland (although I’m guessing it will ruin the classic joy brought on by the original)

Speaking of the latter- WHAT is Tim Burton thinking? I’m really crossing my fingers for the new flick coming out, but why does every single film he makes have to look like an acid trip that happened in the bat cave? The story line better be freaking good or I might have to write a letter. I mean it, you!

Who likes Laughing Cow cheese? Num num nummmmm.

Another note on food – GIRL SCOUT COOKIES CAME IN TODAY!!! I already ate a whole box of Samoas. WHOOPS BONG! I promised Darren and Courtney one box of tagalongs each… that leaves 2 more boxes of Samoas and 2 boxes of shortbread. I have decided to keep them in the trunk of my car so I’m more likely to ration instead of binge. Oh, to binge on chocolately, coconuty, caramely goodness… crunch. BEST BITE!

I have to work tomorrow at 830, which makes me want to kill myself. Not that it’s an insane hour to start the day… but I just really hate my job. For some reason, as soon as I graduated, it just became NOT ok to work at Cosi. There’s no particular reason, I’m just ready to move on. Plus I’m just sick of retarded people. Example: there’s some hootie woman that comes in maybe once a week. She comes up to the register, plops all her junk down all over the counter and decides to ask every question ever. This is what her whimsical mind had to say today:

“Hmmm. I’m thiiiiiiiiinking abouuuuuut the Signature sAAAAALad. BUT, I want the redUUUUUced fat shallot. NOT the light version, just a light amount of the reduced fat dressing. AND a side of the dressing too please.”

Me: “Is that all for you today?”

FIVE FREAKING YEAR PAUSE.

Stupid face mcgee: “Well. I was thinking of adding chicken.” She just stares at me. “How much would that cost me?”

Me: “1.50”

Crack whore: “OH my GOSH! Soooo expensive. No, no, I’ll just go with that.”

I ring her in then she says “did you not charge me for the chicken?”

I say: “I’m sorry I must have misunderstood, I thought you said you just wanted the salad.”

Twat: “Oh, no, no, no. I wanted the chicken. For a second there I thought you gave me a freebie!” DEATH STARE….

I swear this woman is just ridiculous. Why would you come in every freaking week if all you had to say was how expensive the food is, or how salty the soup is, or how unhealthy that spread is. SHUT YOUR FACE OR SUCK IT. Or maybe just leave? Yea, that sounds good.

Alright STOP, shower time. Yes, I is a stinky lady.

To my wifey: good luck with your meeting, you will figure this whole thing out

To my future wifey: My pillow still smells like you even though I washed the case. Call me creepy, but I really love that.

You I love.

Have a blessed night!