"Apoop." July 31, 2011

"Ma'm. Your AI is broken" July 30, 2011

See, this is why Hippo and I's Sims will likely amount to nothing.
I'm just kidding, our Sim children are awesome.

Anyway I guess I should continue half-assed lists week!

My favorite to least favorite friends:

1. Monica Geller
2. Chandler Bing
3. Rachel Green
4. Joey Tribbiani
5. Phoebe Buffay
6. Ross Geller

Today I saw: Sims tell me that I am a terrible parent. What bastards!

Today I heard: Lots of yelling. "YOU'RE BROKE" "GO FIX YOUR FUCKING CHILD" and "JOSSSHHHH" were some of my favorites

Today I smelled: Cookies. Expect, you probably shouldn't pile them all on top of each other right after they come out of the over. We learned that the hard way, and it honestly would be more appropriate to say that we smelled a giant mound of baked dough.

Today I touched: ? The beach. But not the nice, sandy, lovely beach. Oh no, the Alaskan, covered in gross things, sticky, slimy and gooey beach. Not as awesome as I would have liked.

Today I tasted: VICTORY

"I'm the worst kind of person." July 29, 2011

Sorry this is up late, guys. But for once I'm staying out, so I wasn't really worried about blogging until Hippo went to bed.

So, here is a list of my favorite movies, for lack of a better topic.

1. Pirate Radio/ The Boat that Rocked
2. Love and Other Disasters
3. Clueless
4. Juno
5. Scott Pilgrim Vs The World
6. Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist*
7. Easy A
8. The Social Network

Today I saw: Sims. Sims everywhere

Today I heard: That crazy Sim gibberish.

Today I smelled: Wet dog. My freaking favorite. To be fair, the dogs are amazingly adorable. Mini Australian Shepherds.

Today I touched: The scariest spiral staircase ever. This isn't like, an ominous scary one. But it's wooden, and really steep and I swear I'm going to break my ankle every time I'm on it.

Today I tasted: Pretty much nothing that will do anything but fund my addiction to foods that are bad for me.  That's how you know a day's been good, you've eaten only junk food while laughing with your best friend.

* I may or may not have a thing for Michael Cera

"Just have hopes somewhere" July 28, 2011

If you know me, you know the extreme anxiety that comes with me having to see my family.

And I was supposed to do that today. I took off work, I curled my hair, I wore makeup, I practised not swearing and not insulting Jesus.

I was rehearsed like is was the god damned audition of my life.

Annndddd

I didn't get to go.

Which I guess is just the story of my entire summer:

Thinking you'll do something and then actually doing nothing.

Today I saw: My mom walk in on me blogging several times. I swear, she gives me a heart attack every time she walks by. I'm not supposed to be blogging from her laptop, but I don't have any other options. She thinks I'm shopping online.

Today I heard: The sizzle of wet hair on hot iron. It's really oddly satisfying.

Today I smelled: Makeup. I don't wear any makeup other than when I have to preform or meet my grandparents. Is that a little screwed? Oh well.

Today I touched: My nicest dress and prettiest cardigan. Not even worth it.

Today I tasted: At least I got some good food. The food was nice.

"THIS WAS OUR LIVES" July 27, 2011

Can I take a day to talk about South Park?

Because I fucking love South Park.

Normally, I don't like any of those adult cartoons, or whatever they're called. (Family Guy, Futurama etc...)

But now that I have been graced with the gift of Netflix instant queue, I cannot get enough of this.

I always knew that this show was really just two guys saying 'Fuck you' to everything. But they do it in such a brilliant way. And I can very easily testify that kids do act that way. Well, maybe not in such extremes, but I swear my elementary school years bear a lot of resemblance to those of Kyle, Stan, Kenny, and Cartmen.

I had kind of always assumed that South Park was all dick jokes and poop. And as much as I
love dead baby jokes and poop, I never saw the appeal.

But, this is some pretty hilarious crap.

And I was (and still am) the Kyle of the group.

Great life.

Today I saw: 

Clarissa Explains It All. One of the best ninties shows.

Today I heard:

Mostly my own voice, reading. Part of this whole 'job' thing.

Today I smelled:

Books, books, books

Today I touched:

Again more books, books, books

Today I tasted:

Too much fast food. Damn my love for all that is greasy!

"Don't party too hard." July 26, 2011

Uhm. Hey.

So this is awkward.

Right, yeah.

So sorry about this hiatus thing.

I know, I know.

I didn't break up with you.

It's okay.

Oh? What have I been up to?

Not much. Saw Harry Potter and cried through the last two thirds and the car ride home.

Spend a lot of time with Atlas.

Worked a lot?

And you?

So. Hey Internet. It's me. I know, it's been forever. But hopefully I'll manage to blog more. I mean, hell. I'm doing my best.

I guess I could talk about Harry Potter. That's what I've been meaning to blog about for pretty much ever. Or since the night of the fourteenth.

I'd like to start out by saying that I am so incredibly blessed to be a part of this fandom. This wonderful community has given me more than I could ever ask for. I am endlessly thankful for the many opportunities and friendships these books have given me. They have brought me some amazing people, and showed me out of dark times. As stupid as it sounds, I feel a little empty now that I know it really is over. Even writing this, admitting that it really is done, makes me a little bit ill.

I went to my last midnight premiere, and I cried with my best friend, and held hands with Professor Snape.

But just as there was a last Beatles song, and a last Shakespeare play, there had to be a last book, and then a last movie.

But this isn't the end.

The Beatles still inspire so many, and Shakespeare's writing is still beautiful.

This will never be over.

Magic is stronger than time.

Today I saw: The lovely messages that have been left for me in my absence, you guys are awesome.

Today I heard: Myself sing. Is that weird? I've been singing a lot more lately.

Today I smelled: Library books. Seeing that I work at one, I tend to smell like books most of the time.

Today I tasted: SUCCESS. Even after all this time, I remembered the order my senses came in.

Today I touched: Keys. Sweet, sweet laptop keys.

“I thought I was convincing.” July 25, 2011

“This whole show...” July 24, 2011

“The greatest gift of all, leaving your sorry ass behind.” July 23, 2011

“Want to climb into bed with me?” July 22, 2011

“Save the whales, mother fucker!” July 21, 2011

“You deserve a medal.” July 20, 2011

“How's life?” July 19, 2011

“Woe is you.” “Woe is me!” July 18, 201

“It sucks to be the king.” July 17, 2011

“JOSH. DO BETTER.” July 16, 2011

“One happy Let's Playing family.” July 15, 2011

"I can't breathe." July 14, 2011

“Want one?” July 13, 2011

"Don't hate me because I'm beautiful." July 12, 2011

“No cavities!” July 11, 2011

“It's because they're redheads.” July 10, 2011

“That's so Lane." July 9, 2011

“I would love a village.” July 8, 2011

“I need your help.” July 7, 2011

“It's clearly a vampire tornado.” July 6, 2011

“That awkward moment when you call your mom a hoe.” July 5, 2011

“MERICA” July 4, 2011- Independence Day/ The day Will Smith saved us from aliens

“Hey, man. People with poop fetishes are people, too.” July 3, 2011

“English, motherfucker. Do you speak it?” July 2, 2011

“You should just become amish.” July 1, 2011