Yay for TGIF’s and free garlic bread!

What do I want to be when I grow up? That seems an awful long way away, for all that I am nearly 22.  And it seems like an oddly silly thing to.  Do you suddenly change when you grow up? Is there just a day when suddenly *bang* you’re all grown up and you look around yourself and say “Damn, I wanted to be a millionaire when I grew up.  Guess I failed.”

And I don’t want to grow up anyway.  Where is the fun in being grown up? Working, cooking, cleaning, saving, scrimping, birthing children (the attempt to make them might be fun though)…so many onerous tasks await me at adulthood. I think I will at least remain spiritually immature. It’s rather fun to think that I don’t really have to do it.  I don’t have to be overly responsible if I don’t want to…at least not for another few years.  Grad school…and then my PhD…that will keep me safe for at least another 5 years. 

On other subjects. The diet blows.  My sister is down 6 lbs, my mother 5. Upon my last weighing, I had gained a pound.  <sigh> I tell myself it’s muscle mass and that I’m healthier, though honestly, I think my breasts are shrinking.  Side effects.

I did have Wafflehouse the other day and Wafflehouse does thank you. Waffle, two eggs, bacon, toast and two glasses of Coke. Ah….sinful, delicious Coke. It makes the list of things that make me happy.

Other things that make me happy: snooze buttons, the warm spot left by another body in the bed, brownies that are just baked and calling off work.

Things that aren’t making me happy right now: bad, bad food, gaining a pound and having incredibly dry skin.

Happy music – Hallelujah by Rufus Wainwright (on the Shrek soundtrack)

Happy book – “The Last Hero” an illustrated Terry Pratchett book

Today, I almost ran over a pheasant. A ring-necked pheasant, green head and all – in the middle of a suburb!

Women bitch about how man are shallow and how they want the woman with the perfect body.  I think that women have it backwards. Men might find a perfect body attractive but seem to be willing to settle for a less-than-perfect. And many seem to find flaws attractive. Women tend to be less forgiving from what I’ve seen.  Honestly, how often do you see a stunningly attractive woman with a fat man? Less often than vice versa.  I dislike this hypocrisy of women (some women).  If men should take women for their brains, personality and what’s on the inside; then why shouldn’t women do the same for men?

Purely from a logical point of view, it’s rather foolish of women anyway. There are fewer men than women, so they’ve become a limited commodity. Beggars can’t be choosers.

I’m a dumbshit. I spelled words wrong in my last post. Doh!

Where would the world (and certain people I know) be without the Simpson’s? How many phrases/words/amusements has one simple cartoon spawned?

Michael the headless chicken lived for two years without his head. Or at so PBS says in their “The Natural History of the Chicken.” I must needs research this more. This is bizarre.

So, if you have no head and you still can eat, drink and reproduce, what are you? And what are your kids? Or your wife? Poor hens…

Day Two. We’ll see if I stick to this as well as I have to my diet! (That suffered a setback today with the advent of a McDonald’s quarterpounder with cheese…or two).

Things I consider wrong: dish soap that smells like apples. 

Good things of today: Hand and Foot! (I love cards! Upon my return to school in less than 36 hours, I shall have with me one deck of playing cards, a double pinochle deck and a deck for Hand and Foot that doubles as a deck for Tick)

My attempt at being sexy is proceeding. Or rather, I’m nearly done with the book. Good thing too, since my friend wants it tomorrow! Hot tubbed tonight, before playing cards.  Perhaps again tomorrow. That is one amenity I definitely miss at college – even more than the two ply toilet paper!

Well…it’s official.  I too, am a sheep.  Baaah. So be it.  What is worth writing here? Hmmmm…not much of excitement really.  I’m reading “The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Being Sexy” and maybe it will help me? Who knows, I guess it can’t really hurt.  I already have one friend who wishes to borrow it (kudos to anyone who can guess who that friend is here in beloved Huntington, IN).  Basically, it’s telling me nothing I don’t know – but I guess I’m not really good at any of it!

Other things of excitement… I bought spearmint Skittles yesterday, with five different kinds of spearmint.  Verdict? Passable…very passable, a bit too chewy and a tad too mild but all in all, edible.  I look forward to the opening of the new Union on campus, but I fear the first night will likely be such a crowd…but oh to have alcohol purchased by the school! What fun is that?

Also, my diet started Monday. Not a crash diet to fall all the way down to the militarily required 110 pounds or so – but a contest.  We copied the Discovery Channel, but my mother and my sister Kristy have challenged each other to see who can lose the most weight.  So far…it has been hard!  My current weight, according to my home scale 142 lbs as of Sunday night.  My weight right now…143.  My mother…approximately 170 and my sister…approximately 165.  So they have more to lose but hopefully my will is stronger? Who really knows though.  My goal – 120 by Easter.  Will school food help? I hope so but the temptation of candy will increase as well.  It looks like working out at least twice a week!