Hey guess what! Guess what! Go on, guess! It’s Wednesday!

I make my own fun.

I wish my hair would do something besides pony tail.

I don’t know. She has this way of turning things into Things. Like when she uses a phrase you can hear it in capital letters and it becomes a Thing. There are too many Things.

Why yes, I do know how to drink tea. I realize you can’t tell by how I just poured it down my front, but really, I’m an old pro.

Surely I can’t be alone in hating Glenn Beck’s glasses. Not that I’m a Glenn Beck fan anyway. But really it’s the whole glasses, bow tie, suspenders combo that really take it over the top. Someone really should have taken him aside at some point and told him “No, Glenn. Just no.”

I like the word “begonia”. It has gumption or something. It’s an enthusiastic word.

Hockey puck, rattle snake, monkey monkey underpants.

I’m sitting here trying to put my hoodie on sideways, wondering why it’s not working.

The stupid 7 key on this MacBook is always sticking.

I need to watch this again. I loved this movie.

How does this happen??

The fly on this skirt is wonked.

Look out world. This Mtn Dew is fully leaded. stupid vending machine

I now use approximately seventeen different passwords daily. I’m pretty much over that entirely.

This independent study has made me realize something very important. The only thing I can possibly do with the rest of my life has to be something involving political science. My advisor called me an academic. (ack!) She also said that I am a political scientist. (ooh!) Of course, the question remains … WHAT am I doing with the rest of my life?

Hell’s Bells. I just lost 3 hours to scanning crap. Damn.

I don’t have a picture.

Oh Lord, they changed Flickr again.

Wow, you might disagree with a lot of what Rand Paul is saying, but calling him an idealogue is a bit of a stretch, my friend.

I think that word sounds better if you pronounce it ID-ee-ah-log, even if it is wrong.

That’s an old one, but a favorite. “you and i don’t love each other.”

Which is a line from Chris Isaak. And you can buy a print here.

Anyway. I’ve probably used it before. But I don’t care.

That’s enough of that topic.

I need a new ice crusher motor. My iced coffee just isn’t the same with regular ice. Stupid refrigerator.

And now I’ve lost another two hours. This Wednesday was supposed to be super laid back. What the hell.

I was getting dressed this morning, thinking, “Well, normally I’d wear those blue canvas ballet flats, but I think I’m going to be bold and wear these red sandals because I am too much with the monochromatic all the time.” I’m not even kidding. That was the voice in my head yammering about shoes. And throwing the red bracelet in with the two blue to bring it all together. Honestly, it’s like I don’t even know myself any more.

I didn’t know Bradley Cooper and Renee Zellweger ever even were a couple.

Wow, I really don’t think people need a therapy session after dealing with me. I think that might be taking it a bit far.

That is true. You do always throw out the first pancake. It’s never any good. It’s like some weird law of the universe or something.

Chaos! CHAOS! Too many cooks! Way too many cooks!

You are such a f’ork.

Is it a cow?

I do believe that this is the first time in my entire life that I have not only highlighted passages in my book, but also made notations in the margins. Honestly, it’s like I don’t even know myself any more.

We should take another trip.

Huh. I shoot most everything horizontal and somehow most of the photos I have up in my cube are vertical. Weird.

Justin Amash is so cool.

Tim McGraw’s voice does not sound like it should be coming from Tim McGraw’s body.

I think this battery could really stand to last a bit longer.

July 1 seems awfully far away, really.

I’m going to have to plug this damn thing in, aren’t I?

I never get interesting email.

Oh wow, the 1988 election is all starting to come blurrily back to me.

What the hell is the Looking Back Party?

Don’t leave it on the floor if you don’t want me to put my feet on it.

Be kinder.

Keep to yourself.

Oh wait that’s 3 words.

Not him.

“Oh my God, MOM! You were right! Batman the Animated Series IS awesome!”

Of course I was right. I’m always right.

Apparently I never watched the last two seasons of Gilmore Girls the first time around. I have to say, I’m totally pissed that Lorelai married Christopher.

Also, and I’m pretty sure I’ve said this before, but I think it’s kind of lame that Lauren Graham was basically just Lorelai Gilmore all over again in Parenthood. I mean come on. They are the same character. They didn’t even give Lauren Graham a chance to prove that she can actually act. Of course, maybe she can’t. How would I know? She spent 14 seasons playing the same woman.

So by “I don’t wanna hurt ya!” you really mean “I don’t wanna get my ass kicked by a little girl!” Right?

So. I’m not a writer. I’m not a photographer. I’m an academic.

No. I’m sorry. That can’t possibly be right. It’s sort of nauseating.

Honestly. It’s like I don’t even know myself any more.