Kapachino

Things I Like

Hello world! I am alive and well, trying to make the most of my two weeks with no school. It would seem that it would be easier for me to blog with no school to worry about, but I think the phenomenon here is that once I finished that last test my brain just collapsed and is only slowly recovering. However, I realize I am starving my adoring fans, so I return to you today.

For your reading pleasure, here is a list of 50 things that I like. This list is completely random and by no means exhaustive. Let me know which of these things you like or dislike!

1) Mary Kay Satin Lips - this stuff is so good they sent it to the soldiers in the gulf war. I think I am addicted to it.
2) The number 3 - just ask my soccer teams. They all know which jersey NOT to take.
3) Automatic sliding doors
4) Bike lanes
5) Mounds candy bars - Mmmmm. Dark chocolate + coconut=the perfect combination.
6) Chicken fried rice - I could eat it every day, probably. Until I had a heart attack.
7) The Pill - caveat: not for its birth control effects.
8 ) Fat animals, especially when they are also furry
9) Pedicures - or almost any service you can get done at a spa. What can I say, I like being pampered.
10) Cruise control
11) Babies
12) Dolce & Gabbana’s Light Blue perfume - and the fact that my brother recommended it to me and my boyfriend bought it for me.
13) Yoga
14) Pandora.com - a great free internet radio.
15) The semi-colon
16) Caribbean Way smoothies from Smoothie King
17) My Franklin Covey day planner - I am obsessive about this thing and have no idea what I would do without it.
18) Dogs - especially Molly, Eddy, Sydney, Teak, Riley, Susie and Kenzie (there are too many dogs in my life, I couldn’t narrow it down!)
19) Hot Pockets - ham and cheese are the best.
20) NPR
21) Songs that tell a story - Ex: “The Lighthouse’s Tale” by Nickel Creek
22) The Winged Victory of Samothrace sculpture in the Louvre
23) Foaming hand soap
24) Toyota Tundras
25) Gmail - as far as I can tell, everyone should use it. My favorite thing about it is that you can keep your inbox clean while still saving as many messages as you like with the “Archive” feature.
26) Tulips
27) Fortune cookies
28) Bingo - but only in the bingo hall with the serious players.
29) The smell of air conditioner in the car
30) Maps
31) The dead man’s float
32) Penguins - especially fat ones (see #8)
33) Macs
34) Reading on the bus
35) My eyebrows
36) Dark chocolate
37) Sneezing
38) Crossword puzzles
39) Gel pens
40) Tragic characters - Ex: Achilles in the movie Troy; Sydney Carton in A Tale of Two Cities; Sirius Black in Harry Potter
41) Singing in my car
42) Fabric Band-aids
43) Traveling to visit historical places
44) Dr. Mario - only the best video game ever invented. EVER.
45) Mental Floss magazine
46) Lucida Sans font
47) Blue Bell dutch chocolate ice cream with Hershey’s chocolate syrup
48) Bananas - the perfect fruit: they curve toward your mouth, they are yellow which is enticing, they are color coded (green too early; brown too late), they are easy to peel, and they taste so good!
49) Going to the bathroom - ahh, such a simple pleasure.
50) My wash cloth, which I dedicated an entire blog entry to at one point.

Stay tuned, because in a couple of days I will present to you a list of things that I dislike. Happy Monday!

In Which I Place Myself In A Silly Situation

So, on Saturday I took my car in to get the oil changed, and also to have them check out a certain noise that I have noticed for awhile–”noticed” being an understatement due to the fact that the “noise” is a horrid squeal that occurs every time I turn on the engine, akin to the sound of a cat being tortured. Isn’t it so true that whenever you take your car in to the shop for something small, there seems to be something big that needs to be fixed? Like the times I went to get my oil changed and it turned out that I was basically going to get in a horrible wreck and die if I didn’t replace all of the brake pads and rotors/get all new tires/etc. ASAP.

Boyfriend David took his car in to get the oil changed on Saturday also, and was informed that due to a design flaw in his cute little VW Jetta, the oil cap would not be able to be removed without “stripping the thread” (whenever I hear car-talk like this I just nod and pretend to understand) and that therefore the whole oil pan would have to be replaced to the tune of $1300. But the thing is that he’s already been through this once and shelled out the money, and who’s to say it won’t happen again? So now he’s faced with the dilemma of whether to fix it or get a new car, and if he decides to get a new one, what to get.

Thankfully, I did not receive such devastating news about my car. However, it does need a whole new set of belts. I’m not exactly sure what belts do on a car or why they need them, but if it will abolish the screeching noise, I am all for a new set of them. I am tired of the shocked/worried/annoyed/evil looks I get from passers-by whenever I start up my car in the parking lot.

So this morning I dropped my car off at the little auto shop that I have been going to ever since I could drive which is right outside my parents’ neighborhood. It’s not exactly convenient anymore, but they know me there by face, name, and car, and that is a beautiful thing. After leaving my car there, I walked to my parents’ house to hang out until it was ready. After awhile I realized that it was actually quite hot. But instead of turning the A/C down like any normal person would have done, I decided that it would be a better idea to just take off my pants. I think the decision was made because there was an itch on the back of my leg, and taking off my pants would not only enable me to scratch it more effectively, it would cool me down as well.

So there I am, sitting on the recliner browsing the internet and watching The Ellen Show in a state less-than-presentable, when I hear the door open and in pops my dad. Since my car wasn’t out front he was confused when he saw the TV on in the first place, and was very surprised to see me. I’m sure especially when the first thing he got to hear from me was a very upbeat, “Hi Dad! I don’t have on any pants!” After he recovered from his heart attack and I clothed myself, we had a nice little chat after which he returned to work. But now my leg is starting to itch again.

Ahhhh…

I finished my last final this morning. I celebrated this evening by eating almost a whole tub of chicken fried rice and a pint of ice cream while I watched the DVRed episodes of Gilmore Girls and House. It was glorious.

I have two weeks with no school, but I already have 11 things on my “To Do Over The Break” list, not to mention the fact that I agreed to work almost every day I can. Ah, well.

Wordless Wednesday: What Happens When College Boys Live Alone

Notice that there are some cleaning products around, though, so there’s hope.

Carmen Says:

“I’m in such a good mood! Know why? I derived the formula for x secant today, all by myself!”