Lazy Blog, Ganking a Survey

I woke up early this morning to get one of my car tires fixed. Then I spent four hours shopping with Matt for Rachel's Bachelorette Party present. We're both indecisive, dwaddling, shoppers. After three hours the only thing we'd bought were soft pretzels which were the best pretzels ever (because we were both starving and had to pay money for them)! An hour later and back to the same mall we started at, I bought something but Matt didn't. I wanted to beat him, but I couldn't since I was equally responsible (if not moreso) for spending so much time out. Regardless, we did have fun, but now I'm exhausted. So I read Emily's blog, copied her survey to post here.

Current Book(s): I am almost finished with MockingJay by Suzanne Collins. It's the last book in The Hunger Games trilogy. It's in a weird spot where a lot of activity is occurring but the plot isn't exactly moving forward. I go back and forth between admiring and disliking the main protagonist, Katniss. I can't exactly go into much detail for risk of spoilers. I will say the series definitely lives up to the hype. Book 1, The Hunger Games, will take your breath away.

Current Playlist: I'm going through my goth girl phase right now. I've been going through a lot of Indica, a Finnish, female, Fairy/Goth, Rock-Pop group. Add to that the symphonic metal band Nightwish (also Finnish and how I discovered Indica). Kalafina, a Japanese female vocal group. The latter isn't exactly goth per say, but many of their songs have a gothic/dark feel to them and are used in gothic/horror animes. I have a love for these groups fusion of symphonic music with rock/metal/pop and the narratives within the songs.

Current Shame-Inducing Guilty Pleasure: The Snuggie. Stupidest thing ever. I constantly made fun of until my stepmom gave me one. Now I love it! It's made of cheap fleece and as the commercial says, it's a just a blanket WITH SLEEVES. I'm always cold and the Snuggie is perfect when I'm sitting in the living room reading or on the computer because I can wrap it all around me and still use my hands without having to give up any warmth.

Current Color: That I'm wearing? Blue, but if I could change this snuggie to purple I would.

Current Drink: Nothing at the moment...until I make Dustin get me a glass of water.

Current Food: SUSHI! We went to Oishii on Bardstown today and tried the fruit roll; it was a roll stuffed with fried banana and avocado, with mango, strawberries, and eel sauce on top. A-MA-ZING.

Current Favorite Show: Glee, hands down. The music, the awesome one-liners from Brittany, fun, and hyper-realism all combine to make the show one of the best shows ever.

Current Wishlist: More money; simple as that. It's rough being on your own with a just above minimum wage job (albeit one I love) and having multiple bills; then there are those unexpected problems.

Current Needs: Once again, money.

Current Bane(s) of my Existence: Grad School & Finances.

Current Celebrity Crush: Kevin McHale & Matthew Morrison (Artie and Mr. Schue from Glee)

Current Outfit: Black yoga pants, gray and purple Tokyo Pop t-shirt, and a blue snuggie.

Current Excitement: St. James Art Fair and Rachel's Bachelorette Party!

Current Link: Smart Bitches Trashy Books - a really awesome blog that discusses romance novels from a couple smart and hilarious "bitches." The Help A Bitch Out feature is always a great read. Their book reviews are handy for navigating the vast world of romance novels.

Alchemy

Trust Dustin to try to come up with a witty excuse for eating my Oreos. He said he would buy me a Godiva chocolate bar (they're on sale right now) if he could eat some of my Oreos. I told him okay, that's a fair exchange.

Dustin says, "It's alchemy! I can't make nothing out of thin air. I'm changing something for another."

Me, "That's not alchemy! You're not changing something INTO another!"

Dustin, "Well, I'm going to change it into something later."

*facepalm* Such is my relationship.

Then he goes and eats a whole row of Oreos; we have very different definitions of "some"! I think I need to make various contracts for these type of situations, and each sign off on it. He is just lucky that I love him and that he loves and accepts all my crazy eccentricities. Plus, I just as often eat his sweets, and he's bought me ice cream like countless times. I guess things even out. I still think I ought to make a contract.

Brief Life Update

Blog, blog, blog, I always feel I don't ever have anything exciting to write about. I don't feel like I should be forced to write when I don't feel it. However, I have had quite a few things worth a quick blog about, so I'm gonna shove 'em all together.

My good friend and former college roomie Rachel Roberts is getting married this November! Since I'm a bridesmaid, my social calendar suddenly has a whole bunch of fun things filling it up. I've been getting a lot of fancy, social important mail, save the date, wedding invitation, shower invitation, and bachelorette party invitation. It makes me excited to check the mailbox and a little grown-up.

Dustin and I have new friends, and they're a couple to boot! Their names are Julie and Timothy. They're nerds but primarily gamers. We hung out together on Saturday playing Smash brothers (I fail at this game), Disney Sing-A-Long (Dustin and I sang A Whole New World together--very romantic and cute), and Cranium (which Dustin and I totally dominated with our college learningz). We'll likely be hanging out again in the future sometime though not sure when. I'll just wait for a facebook messaging.

There needs to be a "Parking Downtown Lousiville for Dummies" guidebook for me because I not only fail at driving downtown, I fail at parking too. Apparently, all this time I thought I was parking in the KY Center garage, I was parking in the River Front Garage. The latter is more expensive and not free on weekends or after 8 PM. However, it does lead directly up to the KY Center which is really confusing. On Sunday, when I finally found and parked in the correct garage (right next door, though kind of hidden); I forget which side I parked on only remembering I parked next to an elevator. I took the elevator in the front of the building down only to not find my car; so I went up and down for like 20 minutes (I'm sure my co-workers thought I was crazy and the dumbest girl imaginable if they saw me). Finally, I just walked out the front of the center, down the sidewalk to the front of the garage, took the stairs down, and then magically ended up at my car. I didn't understand how I could take an elevator up from the garage to the center, but not back down to the same place. Then Dustin reminded me, there are two sets of elevators in the building. DUH! Again, seriously, someone needs to create a downtown Louisville parking guide, but it's freakin' confusing and nuts down there! I think I could write an epic novel on my parking/driving exploits downtown.

Damn Yankees

My job is a pretty nice gig. Like with any sales job there are nice customers, mean customers, and wacky customers. I received my first truly wacky phone call on Tuesday. A man called to ask about purchasing tickets to see Frankie Vallie and the Four Seasons and to make sure there was wheel chair accessible seating. Like most people going to see the show, he made mention he and his wife were really familiar with the music--his wife grew up in the area where Frankie Vallie and his music started. His wife grew up in Philadelphia, thus she was a Yankee, and that's where it all started.

The man said everyone made fun of him, saying it was a very old tradition of a Southerner marrying a Yankee girl. And she was going to have to learn that things were different in the South.

I was thinking, "Where are we, back in the Antebellum South?" 

Then he said, "I used to practice law back in the day, and you could discredit the defense by pointing out that the complaining witness was a Yankee." Basically he continued on to say people who should've by all means been found guilty and placed in jail for long periods of time got off practically scot-free because they were Southerners. In contrast, Yankees tended to get harsher sentences.

Me: "Mmmhmmm...*polite chuckle* Seriously? I wonder how old this guy is."

Out of the blue, the conversation turns to one particular case which was pretty hilarious to listen to.

"I remember a case where these two guys from Illinois came down to buy some drugs you know. And they paid a guy with a check, but it wasn't a regular check, it was a cold check [note: googled this and found it's a check written on an account that doesn't have enough money to cover the debt]. It was a $3,000 check. I mean who pays for marijuana with a check?! And then they came back some time later and bought some using another check! Again, I mean who pays for marijuana with a check?!"

There were more details about the case, I kind of tuned out. The jury didn't want to be a hanged jury, so they made some sort of quick random decision. The guys were charged with some misdemeanor crime and charged heavy fines.

The guy finally finished his story, said he needed to consult with his wife about the show date and ticket prices, and said bye.

I spent probably twenty minutes on the phone listening to the guy, and he didn't even buy tickets. Ah well, at least I got the experience and a funny story. It's those damn Yankees.