Old. What kind of person do you want to be?
When I think of old I think of 70's old but I'm hoping I see 80. I would like to be the cool, badass little hunched over lady with gray hair that I dye teenage colors. I will willingly go to WalMart sporting my cat bathrobe, curlers in my hair, and a cigar hanging out of my mouth. I will flip people off as I fly down the street going 30 on my moped. The moped will have a Polish flag flying off the back basket, in which will likely be a well-trained kitty. I'll have some kind of music device professionally fashioned onto my moped so I can roll through (I will not stop) stop signs with the latest hip-hop pulsating through my body. Chances are I won't be able to hear worth a sh*t so the music will be deafening for those present. I'll probably be single, and watching Jersey Shore, or something of it's equivalent I'm sure. I'll dress like I'm 45--how daring. Hopefully I'll be lucky enough to have all of my own teeth, but that seems rare. Either way I plan on having a pink grill. Maybe Megan and I will still go to Boomer's and close the place down...who knows.
I will adopt stray cats and give them to neighborhood children as Christmas, birthday, Valentine's Day, Australia Day, and Leif Erikson Day gifts.
Boom.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
N is for
Nothing. Blog about nothing.
This is about as nothing as it gets. I have compiled a list of interesting email subjects from emails between my brother and I over the last year and a half or so. It's up to you to decide whether or not the emails pertained to their subject lines.
This is about as nothing as it gets. I have compiled a list of interesting email subjects from emails between my brother and I over the last year and a half or so. It's up to you to decide whether or not the emails pertained to their subject lines.
- Pea Soup!
- I use antlers in all of my decorating
- BIIIG NEWS! BIG NEWS FROM LONDON!
- Orange Juice
- Feel Like P Diddy
- Bumble Bee Tuna
- French Toast
- Scotch Tape
- Teeaaaa
- Work Sucks
- Hamster Droppings
- qwerty
- Cold
- UPP (Unicorn Protection Pact)
- Guys Named Todd
- Rupert
- Kinnickinnic Picnic
- Carrot Stress Toy
- Rubber Cement
- Hookah
- Champ Belt
- What's a Sconnie?
- Cotton Patch
- Hey Culligan Maaannn!
- Rotten Cabbage
- Overweight Pandas
- Breeding Habits of the South African Wombat
- Hicks Spitting on Sidewalks
- What the hell's diversity?
- Dead Bloated Rhinoceros
- Ingrown Back Hair
- Wheelchairs on Skis
- Lizard-Proof Bathtubs
- Crack Spackle
- Dinosaur Urinalysis
- Malnourished Platypus
- Bug Guts Smeared on Windshields
- Elderly Man Saves Pregnant Dolphin
- Hair Product Buildup
- Tissues in a Fan
- Spoontang
- Purple Carrots
- Can't Hug Every Cat
- Cephalopod Mucus
- Placenta Pate
- Effing Phone!
- Dried Frosting
- Frightened Ostrich
Sunday, August 28, 2011
M is for
MORGAN! Kidding. I mean, it is technically, but for the alphabet challenge M is for Music.
It's rather amazing how music can make so many emotional ties to different things in life. I listen to everything because I need different music for different times, situations, and emotions. One new artist I discovered is Lissie, who does an awesome cover of Kid Cudi's "Pursuit of Happiness". Music typically gets me through a day. Music can also influence buying habits. It can show emotion at important events. It can make you happy, sad, mad, anxious. I wonder if people thousands of years ago saw this coming.
One final note: Just for added emphasis, I like to blast "Friday" by Rebecca Black at work when tours of new students go through the building. Never gets old.
It's rather amazing how music can make so many emotional ties to different things in life. I listen to everything because I need different music for different times, situations, and emotions. One new artist I discovered is Lissie, who does an awesome cover of Kid Cudi's "Pursuit of Happiness". Music typically gets me through a day. Music can also influence buying habits. It can show emotion at important events. It can make you happy, sad, mad, anxious. I wonder if people thousands of years ago saw this coming.
One final note: Just for added emphasis, I like to blast "Friday" by Rebecca Black at work when tours of new students go through the building. Never gets old.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
L is for
Love. What are you looking for in a significant other?
Funny you should ask. I feel as though I have rather simple expectations for a relationship, but that doesn't explain why I'm single, does it? Over the last year I've gotten much more comfortable being me and doing my own thing. Yeah, yeah, "Then why have you been searching for someone??" I've been searching because I think it would be nice to have someone to grow with and experience things with. Or maybe I'm just looking for someone to tolerate my random outbursts of nonsense. Perfect! That's the start of the list of things I'm looking for in a significant other:
- Must be able to tolerate my random outbursts. This includes being able to tolerate the way I speak to my cats.
- Should have close family ties. I'm very close to my family and would want them to meet and hopefully like them. And guess what? I'd love to get to know their family! Not after the first date though, I like to save that for the second.
- Should be able to pick up sarcasm I threw down in the previous bullet.
- Shouldn't take things too seriously. However, should know when to be serious, which includes, but is not limited to: Interviews, professional work settings, police interrogation, bank robbery (assuming you're not someone holding the gun), when I'm crying, and at funerals.
- Should be doing something with their lives. Sitting around in your boxers all day eating Cheetos and playing COD does not qualify as doing something with your life.
- Shouldn't have more hair products than me. This one doesn't need much explanation. But if you need an explanation, here it is: I'm the girl.
- Drinking four times a week and blacking out, and/or doing drugs also does not qualify as doing something with your life, FYI.
- Don't be an extreme anything. And before you say anything about my cats, I'll have you know I'm not an extreme case. Most of the time.
Basically I'm asking that my significant other be a decent individual all around.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
K is for
Kicking the Bucket...share your bucket list!
How morbid. Creeping up on 23, the last thing I want to think about is death. On the flip side, it is mildly entertaining to think about the things you want to accomplish, experience, and see in your lifetime. A better way to think about it may be a list of goals. Let's go with that--A List of Goals. Only problem with that is it doesn't fit today's letter.
So here we go: Morgan's Bucket List
How morbid. Creeping up on 23, the last thing I want to think about is death. On the flip side, it is mildly entertaining to think about the things you want to accomplish, experience, and see in your lifetime. A better way to think about it may be a list of goals. Let's go with that--A List of Goals. Only problem with that is it doesn't fit today's letter.
So here we go: Morgan's Bucket List
- Hot air balloon ride. I see those things floating over Hudson all the time, and one day one of them landed in my parking lot on campus. Yes, it's MY parking lot. I took it as a sign that I just need to git 'er done.
- Snorkeling. I've always wanted to go to Australia, so why not snorkel while I'm there and check out the reef??
- Take my family on a vacation. I need to either trip and fall into some dream job, or win the lottery...but dammit, I'm going to do it!
- Visit Poland. I know what you're thinking, "Umm...Poland? Is that safe?" Probably not, but I'd like to see where my family came from and experience the culture.
- Live somewhere other than the Midwest. It doesn't have to be for the rest of my life. It doesn't even have to be for three years. I just need to move away so I can gain a better appreciation for where I come from.
- Crochet a blanket. I've started two of them and never finished them.
- Host an international student. How neat would that be? I think it'd be pretty neat.
- Maintain some kind of journal so that people can read about random junk that happened in my life.
What's on your bucket list?
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
J is for
Well it was supposed to be "Jokes" but I don't have any awesome jokes that will impress anyone. I probably don't even have jokes that won't impress people. Did that make sense?
I took it upon myself to change the word to Justification. Courtesy of Dictionary.com:
n] noun
Justification made some sense in my brain as a blog-worthy topic. I always find myself trying to justify everything I do. Why? Because I always want justification from others. I like knowing exactly why things happen and why people do the things they do. Obviously there are people who will just lie their way through every situation in their lifetime. But for those who are truthful, I think it may be a sign of strength to be able to justify their every move. Let me know if I'm wrong.
Justification may come into play once this alphabet challenge is finished...just sayin'.
And since today is technically my Monday, HAPPY MONDAY! Hopefully that doesn't make your week go any slower. If it does, blame me.
I took it upon myself to change the word to Justification. Courtesy of Dictionary.com:
jus·ti·fi·ca·tion
[juhs-tuh-fi-key-shuhn] 1. a reason, fact, circumstance, or explanation that justifies or defends: His insulting you was ample justification for you to leave the party.
2. an act of justifying: The painter's justification of his failure to finish on time didn't impress me.
Justification made some sense in my brain as a blog-worthy topic. I always find myself trying to justify everything I do. Why? Because I always want justification from others. I like knowing exactly why things happen and why people do the things they do. Obviously there are people who will just lie their way through every situation in their lifetime. But for those who are truthful, I think it may be a sign of strength to be able to justify their every move. Let me know if I'm wrong.
Justification may come into play once this alphabet challenge is finished...just sayin'.
And since today is technically my Monday, HAPPY MONDAY! Hopefully that doesn't make your week go any slower. If it does, blame me.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
I is for
Interesting Facts About You
I like to think there are a lot of interesting things about myself, but maybe that sounds conceited.
Here's a list of things about me. Maybe they're interesting facts, maybe they're not.
- I love painting my toenails, probably because it lasts 4x longer than the polish on my fingernails.
- I am thoroughly annoyed by people chewing with their mouths open, smacking their lips, and making weird/moist/annoying sounds with their mouths. How is it that I manage to eat every morsel of food with my mouth closed, but you cant? Just something to think about...
- Spiders terrify me, snakes are a close second, the dark is a close third, and heights are a close fourth even though I've been on the Sears Tower and Empire State Building and loved every second of both occasions.
- I hate reading. Here's the irony: I write all this junk, and (a few) people actually read it. Ha.
That's all for now, folks! Don't want to spoil all the mystery.
Friday, August 19, 2011
H is for
Hairstyles
I've rocked some interesting hairstyles in my day. I've dyed it nearly every shade of red, half of it a bright fuchsia color, blond, dark dark brown that looked black for a while, various shades of brown, and blond highlights that looked more orange. My best memories are dying it twice in a 24 hour time period because I messed it up. I have permed it, straightened it, chopped it all off, spiked it, let it grow...rinse and repeat. How I still had hair after all of my experiments is beyond me.
On two separate occasions, at two different salons (which I'm not afraid to name: JCPenney and Regis) I got two really bad haircuts. I'm sure if you look at the pictures you'll think, "What's so bad about that...you look so cuddly and adorable as always!!" Yeah, no. I walked into the salons anticipating a haircut that would land me at shoulder length hair. After Edward Scissorhands worked me over, I walked out of the salon with chin length hair. How my chin and shoulders are one in the same, I will never know.
This is the first monstrosity, circa Fall 2007. I thought it would be cool if I got a fresh haircut since I would be starting college. Not exactly the way I hoped to start college: zero confidence. After this happened I told myself I wouldn't get an actual haircut for the rest of my life--only trims! Probably the worst part (other than paying for these terrible cuts) is that it goes through so many awkward stages when it is growing out. Do I just pin it back? Do I curl it? Do I do the ponytail trick everyday?
My hair grew out and I felt more like a girl again, felt a little confident.
Then I decided to get a haircut for another special occasion: My 21st
birthday. I should have known it was going to be another mistake. Did that stop me? Nope! My train of thought was, "Ok, this time I'll go to Regis. Seems like a nice salon, maybe they'll be better than JCPenney." I made it clear to the nice young lady that I wanted my hair to be shoulder length, and I even told her about my previous terrible haircut. I took it a step further and emphasized how much I did NOT want it to be up to my chin.
Look where it ended up. My chin.
That time I was really done. No more hairCUTS, just TRIMS. And I finally found a salon that understands what people want. Buzz over to Facebook and check out Harmony Hair Design, shout out to Mel! For now I'm just rockin' the feather trend, which Harmony carries, FYI...Have Mel hook ya up!
I've rocked some interesting hairstyles in my day. I've dyed it nearly every shade of red, half of it a bright fuchsia color, blond, dark dark brown that looked black for a while, various shades of brown, and blond highlights that looked more orange. My best memories are dying it twice in a 24 hour time period because I messed it up. I have permed it, straightened it, chopped it all off, spiked it, let it grow...rinse and repeat. How I still had hair after all of my experiments is beyond me.
On two separate occasions, at two different salons (which I'm not afraid to name: JCPenney and Regis) I got two really bad haircuts. I'm sure if you look at the pictures you'll think, "What's so bad about that...you look so cuddly and adorable as always!!" Yeah, no. I walked into the salons anticipating a haircut that would land me at shoulder length hair. After Edward Scissorhands worked me over, I walked out of the salon with chin length hair. How my chin and shoulders are one in the same, I will never know.
This is the first monstrosity, circa Fall 2007. I thought it would be cool if I got a fresh haircut since I would be starting college. Not exactly the way I hoped to start college: zero confidence. After this happened I told myself I wouldn't get an actual haircut for the rest of my life--only trims! Probably the worst part (other than paying for these terrible cuts) is that it goes through so many awkward stages when it is growing out. Do I just pin it back? Do I curl it? Do I do the ponytail trick everyday?
My hair grew out and I felt more like a girl again, felt a little confident.
Then I decided to get a haircut for another special occasion: My 21st
birthday. I should have known it was going to be another mistake. Did that stop me? Nope! My train of thought was, "Ok, this time I'll go to Regis. Seems like a nice salon, maybe they'll be better than JCPenney." I made it clear to the nice young lady that I wanted my hair to be shoulder length, and I even told her about my previous terrible haircut. I took it a step further and emphasized how much I did NOT want it to be up to my chin.
Look where it ended up. My chin.
That time I was really done. No more hairCUTS, just TRIMS. And I finally found a salon that understands what people want. Buzz over to Facebook and check out Harmony Hair Design, shout out to Mel! For now I'm just rockin' the feather trend, which Harmony carries, FYI...Have Mel hook ya up!
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