This happens sometimes with me and blogs. I will be bored out of my mind one day and think "Wouldn't it be awesome if I had a blog? Then people could read my awesome thoughts and think about how awesome I am and we could become bff and fill the world with our awesomeness." And then I start one and realize I have nothing to talk about and people are probably judging me for how un-awesome I am and then I realize that surprise (but really not because I've known it all along), there are like three people reading and they are only doing it because they love me and understand that sometimes I need comments to feel important. Except usually I don't return the favour (sorry, David).
Anyway, I'm still awake, as is usual on Friday and Saturday nights (and sometimes random Wednesdays). I had planned to read Dead Until Dark by Charlaine Harris all in one go tonight, but then Jo, Adria, Delaney and I all watched the Mothman Prophecies (weird) and went to Sonic and David and I watched Hotel Rwanda and he wouldn't let me adopt Rwandan babies. I'm still awake because I still want to read a good portion of Charlaine Harris tonight, but I have been distracted with movies and reading blogs and other strange and random things.
I was thinking about a conversation (argument/epic challenge) that Becca, Adria, and I had earlier. Becca and I wanted pizza (mmmm!) after class, and she had a pepperoni one in the freezer, but when I took it out all the pepperoni were lined up in the middle of the pizza with just a few outliers on the edges. I don't know what kind of crazy person is okay with that, so I took off all the pepperoni and fixed them so they were more evenly spaced (though not perfectly even, as Becca would tell you). Becca thought I was being so ridiculous that she took a picture and memorialized how creepy my hands can look for eternity, but not really because I doubt it will be uploaded to anywhere. Then Adria came home and I made her (/asked politely if she would) tell Becca that rearranging uneven pizza toppings is perfectly rational and normal. Then Becca said we were BOTH crazy and all three of us changed our facebook statuses to get as many opinions as possible (Adria and I won. By...a lot). Sometime in the middle of this I grabbed my phone to text David, because I do that sometimes when I do things that people think are ridiculous. I always ask "Is it weird to do _____?" and because I am the one asking he knows I am the one doing it so he almost always says "You are a strange girl. But I still love you" and I kind of chuckle to myself because let's face it, I am a strange girl. Anyway, this time he agreed with me, which made me wonder...when did David become my pillar of rationality? He is not the most rational person. In fact, he thinks Republicans should be isolated from the rest of the world. I don't really have a point, except that sometimes, I am
xoxo Heather
That looks like a delicious and proportionalized pizza. <3
ReplyDeleteAlso, let's just be fair. I just think that overbearing evangelical Christians who try to say that their ideas belong in the public sphere and then later complain when their ideas are attacked should maybe think about going into the intellectual woods. It's sort of like if you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen.
ReplyDeleteYou two can be very entertaining. :-)
ReplyDeleteWould you be surprised to know that the text size is different in every one of your blog posts?
ReplyDeleteDavid - You don't need to defend yourself to me. I know you for what you are (you dirty prejudiced librul), and there's really no defense again it.
ReplyDeleteJust kidding. I love you.
And no, I wouldn't. I usually just click whichever font looks best at the time, and sometimes they're too small for my moods, so I fix them.
Stephanie - So we've been told. I'm glad that sometimes we amuse other people, even if it's only half as much as we amuse ourselves. :)