The entity that lives with me. I hate them. Not my roommate, but herandherboyfriend, like that, all one word, in all one breath. Whenever I look at them I see hate and death and black and other very bad things. Hard to avoid it when I have to share space with them.
Fruit. I need more fruit stickers. Gotta cover every drawer of the college issue furniture before I graduate.
Tank tops. Need more tank tops. Not halter tops, not backless tops, not tank tops with shelf bras built into them. Just tank tops with the linguine straps (wider than spaghetti straps but not a sleeveless shirt). Something that I can wear with a bra and not have boobs in my face trying to kill me.
John Cusack…drool. He’s a hottie. (As a side note: stupid Neve Campbell for dating him and taking him away.)
Stuff. I need more stuff. CDs, duct tape, toys, a metal slinky, ink pens, things that are shiny or glittery or begin with the letter p and the letter q. Stuff. Mmmm, stuff.
Well, what we want isn’t always available. I was SUPPOSED to marry a major league baseball PLAYER (in my mind at least) and ended up marrying a Tiger fan.
When our teams finally meet in the Series…lo, the moon shall be as blood.
Hey, what gives? I didn’t make your list? Well see if you get on mine!
I am currently obsessed with:
Flying. I got my Private Pilot’s License in December, and when I’m not actually flying, I’m thinking about it, reading about it, or playing with my X-Plane Simulator (which puts MS Flight Sim 2000 to shame!).
In reality, I would have to say my current obsessions are Close-Up magic and Web page development… and I make money doing both, so right now I’m really happy.
Of course, the GrizzWife and the just-barely-six-months-old GrizzSon, but just behind those is…
Converse Chuck Taylor All Stars
the original kind; canvas with flat rubber soles; made in the USA; and I have to ONLY buy them on sale.
I bought eight pairs when Foot Locker had them for $9.99 a pair. I currently own thirteen pairs.
I don’t want to be cured of this obsession, I want to know who has them for $9.99 a pair again!
I am an all out roller coaster enthusiast. I check various Coaster web sites daily, both for news on construction, as well as chatting with other enthusiasts. There’s a lot more that occupies my roller coaster time as well. And yeah…I do have a life outside that too.
I’m sorry! Didn’t want to be too obvious. You know how I hate being too mushy in public. You actually did occur to me first, if you must know!
Of course I’m obsessed with you. You are a delightful, opium-like, sweet, neuron-sizzling, 24-hour, seven-day-a-week erotic buffet. I seriously think you’re the greatest thing since Lunchables. (Mmm… Lunchables…)
Disneyland(It is the happiest place on earth, that is, until I go to Disney World in June. Yay!)
Friends(I don’t stalk them, I just email them every chance I get)
Disneyland(I check a certain website everyday;I won’t say which though)
I must have music! I live for many kinds, but right now I am stuck in the Placebo/Orgy groove. I can’t wait until the new Placebo CD comes out. I will get it that day.
Did I mention Disneyland? Okay, I know this is overkill. Don’t expect to see me walking around in Disneygarb, but there is just something about DL that is addicting.
Oh yeah, The Straight Dope Message Boards.
The Invisible Man on Sci-Fi Channel. Vincent Ventresca is sooooo adorable. Ahhhh, crap.
Reading, as always. There are just so many things to read, between school and the library and all the books I bought half-price when Bibelot closed. And magazines, and newspapers. I never have time to read!
Writing. I like it almost as much as reading. And since I’ve been reading so much for all my Lit classes, I have all these wonderful new ideas and thoughts floating around that beg to be expressed.
Getting good grades in my classes. Right now I have all A’s and one B on mys stupid freshmen-level World Arch class. I just don’t have enough time to do everything (between school full-time and working 30 hours a week), so Arch always gets screwed. My 4.0 is going down the drain.
Papers, papers, papers. The bane of an English major. I don’t mind reading for them (see #1) or writing them (see #2), but why are they all due during the same week? I have one due tomorrow I’m putting off! Ah!
Sleep. I never get enough sleep! Just nine hours a night. That’s all I want. I’m subsisting on six a night right now.
Not loving hewhoshallnotbenamed anymore. It’s hard, but I’m on the way, especially since he pissed me off today. But it’s really difficult being his friend and spending time with him and not loving him. It is consuming me right now.
The Straight Dope, of course. I hardly ever get a chance to post these days, but boy do I miss it. I can’t wait until school is over for the semester!