I’m bored and don’t feel like doing anything productive so bear with me as I do a little rambling, mmkay?
I don’t like TV. I miss TV from the 80’s and early 90’s. I tried to find something to watch tonight while eating dinner and I saw something about being Paris Hilton’s BFF on MTV. “WTF is that?” I thought. I watched, in horror I might add, at the complete stupidity before my eyes. I’ve been disappointed in MTV for quite some time, but tonight, I was digusted.
Speaking of disgusted, I couldn’t really find anything in my cabinets to make for dinner, so I decided on cereal. I pulled the plastic ring off my fairly new jug of milk. The expiration date said Oct. 31 so I figured I was good to go, especially since it was a newly opened container of milk. I think we all know where this story is going…I grabbed a spoon from the drawer, but put it back in favor of one of those bigger soup spoon so I could fit more in my mouth at one time. Now I remember that gluttony is one of the seven deadly sins. I scooped a giant tasty bite of Kashi cereal and placed it in my mouth. When the sweet and sour taste hit my tase buds, I promptly spit that giant spoonful right back into my bowl. What a waste. Then I decided to wash my mouth out using a fun size Snickers bar stolen from the bag that was originally reserved for the trick-or-treaters, so I guess it wasn’t all bad.
And now the dog is knocking on the back door. Either that or he has fogotten that he has no thumbs and is trying to open the door. I’m not really sure. I like to give him the benefit of the doubt though and say, for arguments sake, that he is one of the smartest dogs on the planet because he knows how to knock on the door to be let back inside the house. Then again, he likes to roll in anything dead and decaying, so maybe not. Unless the smell of dead squirrel has special powers that I am unware of. Perhaps it’s some sort of cat attractor, like cat nip, and he’s looking for friends. Come to think of it I have noticed a few stray cats hanging around. I bet it’s the dead squirrel scent. See, I knew that dog was smart.
In other news, I’m really digging this blip.fm site. It’s kind of like Twitter, but with music. If you’re on there and would like to exchange music preferences, look me up (MissLiz27). I can’t promise my taste in music will make much sense, but it’s there if you’re curious.
Edited to add: Um, wow. So I re-read this post about five minutes after posting it and wanted very badly to delete it because, um, what the hell am I talking about? I don’t know, but feed readers will prevent me from completely deleting it so I’ll just say “the cold medicine made me do it” and leave it at that.