Random Thoughts, or Why Some Might Diagnose Me As ADD

March 22nd, 2006
  • I could really use a piece of toast.
  • When I used to watch Anderson Cooper on Channel One in high school, I thought he was a little too much, but I’m really liking how he turned out.
  • I never knew that the Indigo Girls and Frank Sinatra could go so well together…(see www.pandora.com)
  • I heard it was going to be like 51 degrees today.
  • Why is it that once all of your fingernails start looking uniform and nice, one has to go and get chipped and screw it all up for all the others?
  • You know those hard candies that are wrapped in cellophane and look like a strawberry with a little green top?  WHAT’S INSIDE OF THOSE THINGS?  It’s some sort of acid that tries to eat my tongue.  I would prefer just a strawberry flavored hard candy, Jolly Rancher style.  Oh, I guess that would be a Jolly Rancher.
  • I wonder what in the crap we’re going to have for dinner.
  • I have watched FOX 13 morning news for the last two days while getting ready for work.  I bet Mary Nickles is totally mad at me.  Geez, Mary, get off my back!
  • I really like the colors brown and coral together.
  • I wonder what I’m going to have for lunch.
  • Yesterday I saw the worst plumber’s crack on this man who was washing windows at Maverik.  It totally took me off guard and when I walked out later with my frozen yogurt and he smiled and said, “Oh, ice cream!” I just sort of hurried past and said, “Hehehemmmmggrrrfffff.”
  • If my body is ever donated (or sold) to Science, they are going to find a lot of fat-free popcorn in my liver and spleen.
  • Is Britney Spears really pregnant again, or is that just a rumor?
  • I really want my car washed.
  • I really hate trying to sell Jazz tickets on eBay.
  • I could still use a piece of toast.

 

4 Responses to “Random Thoughts, or Why Some Might Diagnose Me As ADD”

  1. Soul-Fusion says:

    Speaking of startling crack surprises . . . on Friday I had lunch with a friend in a hip Italian place we like that was a refuge from the all the wearers o’ the green overflowing from the parade. Our table was quite close to the one next to ours which always makes it difficult to squeeze out when seated on the inside. The not-so-svelt 19ish girl next to us decided she needed out and chose to turn her back side to our table as she awkwardly crawled out of her seat. My friend and I tried to avert our eyes and eat our pasta while a half-moon made an appearance over our table. The girl, trying to keep up with a style designed for a different body type than her own wore low, low rise jeans and a too short shirt. Not a good combo when carrying some extra pounds. Not that we would have noticed any extra pounds if her pants had just stayed up and her shirt down. No one needs crack for lunch.

  2. lizzie says:

    for one more bum story you can check out
    burtonburtonwhosgottheburton.com
    july 12, 2005 entry

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