These Things Have Occurred.

I dropped a hair straightener on my foot. It is an expensive hair straightener. I couldn't let it hit the floor. It burned. Today I accidentally scraped off the burned skin whilst putting on my shoe. That hurt too. Now I have an open goopy foot wound.

I bought 2 pairs of shoes in the past week. I'm sure I'm well into the 70s by now. It's either a sickness or totally awesome, I can't decide which.

I got another dinosaur shirt. I think I have 5. I think I might actually be an 8 year old boy but the jury is still out on that one.

I received a letter from my HOA. Not about the weeds, for once. This time it was about tree debris. I wasn't sure if they were referring to the leaves from my (HOA-approved) messy tree or the sticks from my (HOA-approved) dead lantana, which is not a tree at all, but rather than arguing semantics with these people I just cleaned it all up. I didn't do it with a happy heart though. So take that, HOA.

I told a boy I liked his face. He said, thank you. It was almost just like on Friends. I hope that boy doesn't read this blog. Maybe he does. Probably not. But maybe? I doubt it though. If he does, oh well. I already liked his face, I can't embarrass myself much more. Maybe if I licked his face. I would never lick someone's face but when I write liked, it makes me think licked, and licking is more embarrassing than liking.

I've started a new diet where I consume only cheesecake and coffee.

I'm just kidding. I didn't. But that would be a fantastic experiment.

I have obtained a straw cowboy hat to wear at the beach. I'm sure people wear cowboy hats to the beach...right? I'm going to, anyway. I bet it will be so cute. Or ridiculous. I'm good with either one.

When I say obtained, I definitely just mean that I went to the store and bought. I was trying to make it sound like my entire week has not been spent making up for not shopping for all of Lent. I don't want you people silently judging me on the fact that I have 70 pairs of shoes and a straw cowboy hat and some people don't even have any dinosaur t-shirts. Not even one.

I use too many commas but I just like them so much. I need my commas.

I'm on strike against excessive punctuation. Multiple exclamation points and question marks make me twitch. I'm just putting that out there.

I may do something that is against my better judgment. It's under consideration.

I'm re-evaluating my stance on coconut thanks to Starbucks' Mocha Coconut Frappuccino. It's almost like a Girl Scout cookie. With coffee. And no caramel. It's tasty and expensive and should definitely be a part of the cheesecake and coffee diet.

I'm going to celebrate Cinco de Mayo by eating chips and salsa and drinking strawberry margaritas. You should too. Of course, I celebrate most Thursdays by eating chips and salsa and drinking strawberry margaritas, and I think you should too.

Earlier I had a bad attitude about work, but don't worry because I've straightened up.


I still have drums. They're still awesome. I still only know how to play the CVHS fight song and Wipeout. It's not very impressive but it is loud so I count it as a win.

I'm too busy to write any more. I have faxes to fax and forms to review and files to file and fun to have.