anecdotes on a saturday

worked in the liquor store today. there are people here who drink a pint of liquor a day, regulars at the liquor store. i felt sad for them. also astounded at how foul their language is at times.

rum-chata looks good, too bad they sell out so quick.

i hope my son grows up to play professional football.

no one has contacted me for 24 hours. that includes parents (a blessing? my mom is 7 texts down from her daily average), co-workers, friends and other miscellaneous family members. no e-mails from junk corporations, no special offers, no facebook wall posts, messages, etc. it occurred to me that perhaps my phone was broken but i thought the better of it. it's fully functional.

spent the day baking pies snd making dinner, wore my hair like a girl from the 40's. felt good.

ate too much, bad habit, good pies.

tomorrow is stress-giving 2011...my mom's thanksgiving feast. i'm bringing the booze.

airplane rides make me ornery.

jurassic park is a horror story (?!!)

seeing movies alone is nice. jason segal is the best.

wish i had a boy to take to the packers game should i win the drawing i entered. can't bring my dad cause he works. feel like it's almost wasting the tickets to bring another girl who knows probably less than me about the damn sport, but i guess that's what's going to happen. shouldn't count my chickens before they hatch anyway.

frasier is the new 30 rock.

i want to end facebook. and twitter. and gchat.

as i was cleaning my room today, i used the phrase 'de-baruching'; it was a pretty accurate portrayal of what was happening.

computer screen looks dirtier in the light. solutions? a) clean it. b) keep it as dark as possible in my cave bedroom.

dusty.