Boring

Hello world!!!

I haven't been blogging a lot.. but truth be told it is because I just haven't had a lot going on. Life is sort of cruisin by for me lately, so there isn't really anything to say...

I guess I'll tell you a little about what I've been doing to gear up for Christmas. Well, we (aka me and my roommate Amy) decorated the house and I decided that it needed a little something more. So, I decided to make a garland of ornaments. Let me tell you that if you have never made a garland before, it can be challenging. What I thought would only take about a half hour, ended up taking THREE HOURS! I mean, I'm not gonna lie...it looks AMAZING. However, it took a FREAKING LONG TIME to make. We also got a little baby tree and some stocking hangers. Overall, our apartment looks pretty awesome.. although I need to clean. :S

Anywho. OH!!! So, there is this website called Mystery Joy Attack. It was something I signed up for AGES ago for kicks and giggles. Well, last night I get home and my landlord/friend calls me and tells me I got a package. I don't typically get mail at the house (we have a PO Box) so I was a little confused as to how my mail got to the house. She brings it down to me and it is a small little brown package with my name on it. It is mailed from England, and I'm like, "What the..." I open it up and what do I see???

A cute little rubber ducky eraser!!!

lol. I was so confused until I saw a little piece of paper in the bottom of the package that said it was Mystery Joy Attack. I never really thought I would ever get anything... but I totally did!!!!! :) It was def a joy attack. It is so CUTE!!!!!

Oh the awesomeness and randomness of the internet. Seriously. You never know what will happen next! Anyway--thank you Mystery Joy Attack. Your ninja-like moves purloined my gloomy mood with joy.

Until next time...


Happy
by:The Rolling Stones

Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
It always burned a hole in my pants.
Never made a school mama happy,
Never blew a second chance, oh no

I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love to keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.

Always took candy from strangers,
Didn't wanna get me no trade.
Never want to be like papa,
Working for the boss ev'ry night and day.

I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love, baby won't ya keep me happy.
Baby, won't ya keep me happy.
Baby, please keep me

I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love to keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.

Never got a flash out of cocktails,
When I got some flesh off the bone.
Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
When I can fly way back home.

I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love to keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.

In which our heroine discloses her "kryptonite" equivalent. :)

No, it's not old men. I just REALLY love Old School AND Blue. ;)
Anyway, random pic of the day. You're my boy Blue!!!

Aloha all.

How are you? Good I hope. It has been quite a while. :) My bad!!! You can blame work, school, and a general lack of sleep.

Sleep. I used to think it was overrated. However, as I get older, I can see that my body needs it. I can't function on two and three hours of sleep anymore.

Why, you ask. Why would someone do that to themselves.

Well, I'll let you in on a little secret.

I am addicted...to....FUN!

I can't get enough of it. I love people, I love talking to people, I love helping people, I love watching people... to me that is the most fun any one person can have. The cool thing is that I have amazingly awesome, interesting, and overall fun people as friends. Seriously. You could make a TV series about us and we would be more entertaining than the cast of Friends.

So now you know. My kryptonite is people...my people. I can't live without them. They are the awesomest and most amazing people EVER. ;)

Anyway. Christmas is coming up. This year will be an interesting Christmas. I'm trying something new, and I hope it works. I'm doing one generic gift and personalized cards. I'm pretty stoked about it. I've always done gifts for everyone... but I think this will not only save me money and some time, it will also... well, I guess that's what it does. LOL! It saves me time and money. ;)

I've been so unmotivated lately. I can't seem to focus on anything. I just don't really want to do anything. I think it's linked to my latest bout of insomnia... but I also think it's linked to some other stuff that has been going down lately...

Anywho.

Life is going pretty good. Let's get to the song for the day. This is such a cool song. My friend Andrew put this on a mixed CD for my Thanksgiving trip. I'm not going to lie... the CD was AMAZING and I truly love this song. :) Thanks Andrew!!! Some of you may not know this...but I took 4 years of French in high school and college. :) This is a SASSY song. :)

Ta Douleur
by: Camille

Lève-toi, c'est décidé Laisse moi te remplacer Je vais prendre ta douleur Doucement, sans faire de bruit Comme on réveille la pluie Je vais prendre ta douleur Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur Elle lutte elle se débat Mais ne résistera pas Je vais bloquer l'ascenseur... Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur Saboter l'interrupteur Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur Mais c'est qui cette incrustée Cet orage avant l'été Sale chipie de petite soeur ? Je vais tout lui confisquer Ses fléchettes et son sifflet J'vais lui donner la fessée... Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur La virer de la récré Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur Mais c'est qui cette héritière Qui se baigne qui se terre Dans l'eau tiède de tes reins ? J'vais la priver de dessert Lui faire mordre la poussière De tous ceux qui n'ont plus faim... Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur De tous ceux qui n'ont plus rien Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur Dites moi que fout la science A quand ce pont entre nos panses ? Si tu as mal là où t'as peur Tu n'as pas mal là où je pense ! Qu'est-ce-qu'elle veut cette connasse Le beurre ou l'argent du beurre? Que tu vives ou que tu meures ? Faut qu'elle crève de bonheur Ou qu'elle change de godasses Faut qu'elle croule sous les fleurs Change de couleur... Je vais prendre ta douleur Je vais jouer au docteur Prendre ta douleur Je vais prendre ta douleur Dites moi que fout la science A quand ce pont entre nos panses ? Si tu as mal là où t'as peur Tu n'as pas mal là où je chante ! Lève-toi lève-toi lève-toi Elle a envie de toi ta douleur Elle a envie de toi ta douleur Elle a envie de ttt ttt tt…

Get up, it's a done deal Let me take your place I'm going to take your pain Gradually, without a noise As one wakes up the rain I'm going to take your pain Take your pain I'm going to take your pain She fights, she struggles, But she won't overcome I am going to stop the lift... Take your pain I'm going to take your pain Mess up the switch Take your pain I'm going to take your pain Well, who is she, settled down, Such a storm before summer Such a brat little sister? I'm going to seize everything of hers Her darts and whistle I am going to spank her… Take your pain I'm going to take your pain Kick her out of the break Take your pain I'm going to take your pain Well, who is that heiress, Who has a bath, who goes to earth In the warm water of your back? I'm going to deprive her of dessert Make her bite the dust Of those who are not hungry any more... Take your pain I'm going to take your pain Of those who don't have anything left Take your pain I'm going to take your pain Tell me what the hell science is up to When for a bridge between our bellies? If you're aching where you're scared You're not aching where I think! What does she want, that bitch? Your cake or she eats it? You living or you dying? She must be full of happiness Or change her shoes She must be snowed under with flowers Change your color… I'm going to take your pain I'm going to play at doctors Take your pain I'm going to take your pain Tell me what the hell science is up to When for a bridge between our bellies? If you're aching where you're scared You're not aching where I sing! Get up get up get up She wants you, your pain She wants you, your pain She wants…