Friday, December 16, 2011

A place for the random thoughts in my head

The vacuum is broken.  I might have spent my morning using packaging tape as a pseudo-vacuum to clean the carpet for cleaning checks.  I know it's really weird but I'm really proud of my odd resourcefulness.  Makes me feel like I have some greater capacity to accomplish great things with limited resources. 

My roommate gave me a tube of lipstick this week.  I've never been able to find a red that shows up as red on my lips.  Somehow my lips have this magical power to turn it into some hideously fluorescent pink instead of red.  But this lipstick shows red.  Now I just need to get myself to leave the house wearing it while not feeling like a total poser. 

General conference is like the superbowl for mormons.

I really hate people who say I love you haphazardly.  It literally makes me squirm.  It takes everything to hold my tongue when I see/hear it.  I want to call them out on it and ask what they really mean by that?  In the english language I don't know of an expression we have to express more fully our care for someone.  And I hate that people so casually use it.  It's like it lessens the meaning.  Consider your diction you love-whores.

On the subject of diction, men with good diction are severely attractive.  Especially if they're not fat.

2 comments:

  1. "Love-whores," huh? That makes sense but I think I would fall within the category of one who is indeed a "love-whore." PS men with good diction who are not fat ARE severely attractive!!!

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  2. Oh Annie, You are a 'love-whore' but not at the caliber that I detest. This has come up because every time I hang out with the socially awkward people in my ward someone makes the point so say a heartfelt i love you to someone and I wanna shout at them do you even know them very well. I feel like the more attractive guys in the ward get told this the most so I'm wondering if it's a ploy to create non-platonic I love you's???

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