mellowjelloo

So as Sal, Justin, and I were having dinner Thursday night, Sal mentioned how I would probably pick up this whole "blogfortwodaysandforgetaboutit" deal and I thought to myself "Oh really now? Well don't you just wait and see about that!". So here I am, blogging, I suppose.

You know what really bugs me? Well technically it's a "who".
People that don't like the food network. I mean c'mon! That's some good television they're serving! I could watch that channel all day and actually not want to kill myself at the end of it all. Some may think of me as a "loser" or "pathetic" for watching food network re-runs, but I say "to hell with you!" I for one, love this channel.

So in these past two weeks or so that I've spent neglecting my livejournal, I've encountered quite a few "issues". I got sick, got a nose infection from a new nose pin that stabbed at my skin for two whole days (which led me to put a dried stem of a pepper in its place) , got an eye infection,  got magically "un-sick", took off my industrial and put on some fobby gold earrings to let my old ear infection heal, and finally put in my brand new diamond nose pin. Eventful, don't you think?

I also had a pretty nifty "late-but-normal day-valentines day". Let's just say there were red velvet cup cakes and art galleries involved...

And now I have a weird stomach ache which will go just lovely with a late dinner at my aunt's house.

Syonara folks

There is no such thing as cat sex, there is only cat rape. This is due to spiky cat penises.

So as many people know, Bertha is the 200 lb woman who lives inside me. And as more of you know, I've never been over 99 lbs in the entirety of my life. Well guess what guys, (the fifth dentist caved and now they're all recommending Trident?! Sadly, no) triple digits have finally graced the scale with me on it. I'm finally fluctuating between 100-105 lbs. This is a major milestone in my life, and it's all thanks to Bertha. Ah Bertha and her bitching food cravings. Now all I have to do is make sure I don't get too tubby (after all, I am only 5 ft tall). Well I guess it's time to go raid the fridge...

So as a current accounting major (I know, what the hell is wrong with me? Keep reading) I've begun to notice how boring, selfish, brown-nosing, ignorant, and absolutely socially inept people can actually be. As I sit here at 1:30 in the morning doing my accounting homework, I've come to the realization that accountants have absolutely no personalities what-so-ever.  Everything remotely fun is completely "impractical" and that makes me terribly sad. Whatever will become of me? Perhaps I can mime during the weekends to add some seriously lacking eccentricity to my life. I'll give that some more thought later. Until then. I should probably clean up my room for the highly anticipated arrival of my dearest grandmother...