30 Days of Blog

Upon my Tumblr you will find what has been dubbed "30 Days of Blog".

Having chosen to participate I've decided to put it here too, for fear that some people only read one of my thousands of blogs. AND, they can do it as well if they find it an interesting idea.

All you do is one quick post a day. It can be short. (BAM! Here it is). Or, if you so choose, one can elaborate upon their decisions and/or favorite things.

Here are the requirements:

Day 01 — Your favorite song
Day 02 — Your favorite movie
Day 03 — Your favorite television program
Day 04 — Your favorite book
Day 05 — Your favorite quote
Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 — A photo you took
Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 — A fictional book
Day 14 — A non-fictional book
Day 15 — A fanfic
Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 — A talent of yours
Day 20 — A hobby of yours
Day 21 — A recipe
Day 22 — A website
Day 23 — A YouTube video
Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 — Your day, in great detail
Day 26 — Your week, in great detail
Day 27 — This month, in great detail
Day 28 — This year, in great detail
Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy

Now, being as I've already begun this (again on my Tumblr kimmysoo.tumblr.com) I will be posting an immediate blog entry following this one with my days one through four. So as to catch up.

Feel free to join in on the fun of 30 Days of Blog... It's... interesting...

And You Were Worried...

“The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before."

-Albert Einstein

I keep telling people that I'm fine not having a large number of friends.

Here is proof, that it's okay.

No need to worry anymore.

That is all.

Kimmy's Golden!

Alright... So, it was my birthday a little while ago. And, not just any birthday. My golden birthday. I turned 25 on the 25th. I was thrilled *enter sarcasm here*. For lack of a better phrase... I just wasn't feeling it. Which was disheartening being as I've been looking forward to this precise birthday for a good number of years. Which sort of turned into a double whammy... I was bummed about being bummed. Awesome. Anywho...

A few of us journeyed to our local Ruby Tuesdays for a delicious meal. Lacie and I made a list of 25 things to do on my 25th birthday. To your left you'll find me accomplishing #23 (eat birthday steak). Fear not mine followers, I quickly thrust the broccoli upon my sister directly after the photo.

Other items upon the list included:

#2 Perform a Chinese fire drill

#19 See a movie I've never seen

#9 Do the chicken dance

#5 Get 25 signatures upon a birthday card

#12 Howl whenever the word "birthday" is said

#20 Meet 25 strangers

#17 Whenever exiting a building exclaim "may the force be with you!"

#13 Make a list of 25 things I want to do before I turn 26:

1. Get halfway done or finish a writing a book

2. Get a "job"

3. Buy exercise equipment

4. Go canoeing

5. Visit Jessie/Disney

6. Go to Yellowstone

7. Read The Alchemist

8. Get a frog for Dagobah*

9. Obtain a passport

10. Donate blood

11. Pay off credit card

12. Eat at the Tea Room in the Grand America Hotel

13. Go camping

14. Put up curtains in my bathroom

15. Start running again

16. Go to a museum

17. Find the perfect swimsuit

18. Consider serious tattoo options

19. Go to the ballet

20. Hang pictures in my hallway

21. See The Breakfast Club

22. Make an actual career move

23. Lose at least 20 pounds

24. Make and/or obtain a Jedi cloak

25. Go through my crap and donate stuff

*My mom got me a "frog habitat" modeled after the Dagobah system from Star Wars. It even comes with a teeny tiny Yoda.

Whew. I find it a significant list. I've already started going through the boxes in my study and have one whole bag of stuff to donate. Go me.

Speaking of my study. It got an overhaul. I acquired a new (better and matching) bookshelf. Therefore, I had to rearrange. It's far better now than it once was. Not to mention I was able to frame a number of things I wanted to put up, including my writing "award" and my official Jedi Padawan training certificate. It's all kinds of fancy in there now. Makes me happy.

I would like to take this time in my blog to thank those who attended my birthday celebration; and apologize for forcing you out in the cold to help me reach my quota of strangers and signatures. I would also like to thank my family for taking me to Olive Garden and the movie, my mom for the car light, book, and picture frame, my sister for the fabulous box, Lacie for the adorable bag of awesomeness, the Schneider's for the gift card, and for viewers like you.

Thank you.

Meh heh heh.

I'm going to Idaho... Oh joy.

Bah! I can't talk I'm so angry.

Ignore me. Ignore me. Ignore me.

In fact if you listened to me, I'd die of shock. For real.

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I'm going to Idaho to look at my mom's new house. Awesome. I hate Idaho. A lot. Ask anyone. Hate it.

There is nothing but cow shit there. Cow shit and potatoes as far as the eye can see. 

At least the water is back on. I can finally pee and take a shower in my own house. Yippee skippy. Yippee damn skippy.

I hate you all. With your beady little eyes and crooked smiles. A plague upon your house I demand! You, with your shovel and "handy work". I curse you...

Sometimes people are lucky because they don't accidently fall into giant holes, and get accidently buried alive. 

Whatev. I'm out.

All Dressed Up with No Place To Go

Yup. That's me.

I had a date tonight (first time in a year). His car died. On the way to my house. Awesome.

He feels bad. Which makes me feel bad, because I don't feel bad. He's a really nice guy, and he REALLY wants to take me out, but I am so uncomfortable on first dates. I'm slightly relieved. Strike that... I'm AM relieved. Which makes me a terrible person. We did postpone until next weekend, so I'm not a total monster. However, I am looking forward to a night of reading. 

I'm such a loser. 

I hate dating. Hate it. All of it. Bah!

 

My Brain!!

Here I have composed a list of what is racing through my brain:

1. I hate dating

2. I don't do well with other's families

3. I'm over being uncomfortable

4. Apparently, I complain a lot

5. I haven't touched the book in months

6. I wish I knew as much as Robert Langdon

7. I wish I knew half as much as Robert Langdon

8. I need a "job"

9. I'm not putting the trash can on the curb, because it's cold out there. Maybe Grandma will forget about it...

10. I need to brush my teeth

11. I think making these lists is actually helping my brain hurt less

12. I need a good laugh with good people

13. A laugh that isn't making fun of me or one of those good people

14. I should text Tony more

15. I NEED to go to the post office, but I don't see it happening anytime soon

16. I'm being a bad friend

17. I need different medication... maybe

18. I need insurance

19. Wait... I'm back to I need a "job"

20. 'Cause that's how you get insurance

21. I should get a tattoo

22. I can't commit to a shampoo, how can I commit to a tattoo?!

23. My brain is back to hurting

24. I ate all my Laffy Taffy

25. #22 rhymed

26. This is the 2nd time I've posted this list, and only #9 has been resolved

27. Maybe #10 as well

Mom... Have You Found The Da Vinci Code Yet?!

I need to write something. 

Anything. 

My brain is clogged. Do they make brain Drain-o? 'Cause I need it. 

Now.

I need it now.

Right now.

I love my blog. I really do need to write something, and I decided to do it here, instead of on Triond. I've been trying to write things of substance there, and here I can write total crap. 

CRAP!

BUBBLE CRAP!!

I don't know. 

I've been reading the novel Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. I love it. I want to marry Robert Langdon just so I can talk to him all day and all night. I wish I knew half as much as he does. Jerk. 

I can't wait to read the Da Vinci Code. You have no idea. Just for the histories and theories trapped within. Wah! I can hardly contain myself!! I'm all tingly...

I read Digital Fortress by Brown a little while ago. I was surprised how much I enjoyed it. I would have been fully riveted had a main character not been named Greg Hale. That was... awkward. Other than that, it was awesome.

I'm also reading Storm of Swords by George R. R. Martin. It's the third in his Song of Ice and Fire series. There's a little more... shall we say boinking (both consensual and not)... that isn't needed. It's an alright series, though. I want to hear more about dragons, but I'm hoping that'll come as I keep going... If I keep going. I'll finish this book, but it's up in the air right now if I am to continue. We'll see. 

I'm reading The Once and Future King by T. H. White as well. (I know! I have a disease!!) This is one of the first written stories about King Arthur. The third time I went to college it was for history with a focus on Arthurian legend. I absolutely love it. I switched to film after one semester, then quit halfway through it. Still not sure why. I just woke up one morning and decided I didn't want to go to class anymore. Typical me. But, I digress...

Where was I...? Nowhere, apparently. I'm just babbling about my reading habits.

I guess that's it. I wrote something. Granted, it's just me going on and on with absolutely no direction or purpose, but that's how I am these days. All over the place. 

Yeah, I'm a total spaz. I can hardly pay attention when people are talking to me. There's so much thinking going on in my poor little brain that the spot between my eyes won't stop buzzing. It's like one of those really fuzzy bumble bees is trapped there and having a seizure. Talk about irritating. You know what else is irritating...? The News. You're telling me, that the boy crashed his snowmobile into a tree and wasn't hurt at all? That's not news. That's you being retarded. Shut your face.

Bah!

I think I'm done here.