On days like today (and all summer long), I wish I was still a teacher.
Why do people pick the treadmill right next to someone when there are four or five other ones to choose from that wouldn't involve breathing and sweating on someone else?
I wonder what it means when my heart rate is 100% on the little treadmill scale the entire time I'm running (20 minutes). Does that mean I'm out of shape or running too fast or nothing at all?
Peanut butter pie is so delicious that I ate almost half of one in the last 24 hours. Side note: peanut butter pie seems to help me run faster.
The song "Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol is awesome, but it makes me feel like someone is sitting on my chest. I generally cannot bear to listen to it because it makes me so sad (and it's not even associated with any memories).
Why do I search the nanny listings on Craigslist for Los Angeles at least once a week? Would I really ever quit my job to move to California and be a nanny (again)?
I love dinner parties, and my friend Laura is great about hosting them. I wish I were better about stuff like that.
The Google reader service seems pretty cool, and of course, I love gmail.
One thing I love about Macon is that I run into people I know occasionally, and it happened a lot this weekend--and all people I was genuinely glad to see.
Should I delete my myspace and facebook accounts? Why don't I just not check them every day and solve that problem?
The guy on the Bachelor leaves something to be desired. Then again, so do some of those girls (especially the crazy emotional one who ranted about how she likes to judge people all the while insinuating that the Bachelor shouldn't judge her for being judgmental).
Yesterday I finally (for the first time in weeks--all male friends excluded of course) saw a cute guy in Macon. But as I looked at him while sipping my caramel macchiato, I realized he looked a lot like a guy I went out with once over a year ago. My memory is so terrible that I wasn't even sure that he wasn't that guy.
A friend sent me this verse a while back, and I like the idea of setting my mind on the things above rather than the trivial things I usually think about (see above:) "Set you mind on things that are above, no on the things that are on earth, for you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ who is your life is revealed, then you also will be revealed with him in glory." Colossians 3:2-4. It's funny how different her translation is from mine--even a comma makes a difference.
6 comments:
Thanks for the heads up on the google reader service. It makes keeping up with blog reading so much easier.
By the way great verse.
What is 'google reader service'?
Dude, what about the uber-spoiled girl with the tiara? This was undoubtedly my favorite line of the evening: "I really like [the bachelor] . . . because he's a prince, he's not like, a commoner." After she called the little host guy to say she couldn't live in a room with three other girls and wanted to know if she could hire one of them to be her maid??? You couldn't make that stuff up. Beautiful. And I concur that he leaves a bit to be desired. Ps, how great was the pillow fight on his bed?
I only run into people I know like, at Kroger, late at night or early in the morning when I'm buying medicine for a sick child or something awesome like feminine products and Ben & Jerry's, and only when my hair is stuck to the side of my face and there is kid drool/snot wiped all over my shoulder and there is a small child with me who's pitching a screaming fit. I always feel very conversational on these occasions.
mmmmmmmmmmm.....peanut butter pie
And Google just rocks all around - reader, gmail, gTalk, analytics, notebook, personalized google home page...lots of fun stuff to play with! Now they bought YouTube.com, so Google video is just gonna get better. Although this is another organization I try to ignore the politics of, so that I might enjoy their work :-)
Ella: You're welcome. Now I have time to do even more useless stuff instead of working:)
Jordan: First off, create a gmail account. Let me know if you need an invitation to join. (Note that I may be falsely assuming that you need a gmail account to use Google reader.) Once you do that, click on "all my services" at the top and then click on Google reader. You can then subscribe to blogs, and it'll show you when they've been updated (instead of you having to check them every day just to see that they don't have a new post). I love it, although I do wish it included new comments because sometimes those are as much fun as the post.
Flat Coke: Marble macchiato with a shot of caramel? I'm going to have to try that.
Cindy: The tiara girl is ridiculous, and I really think the Bachelor only kept her because the producers get to pick one or two (like that crazy girl Maura or some name like that last season) of the women to ensure drama. And do women really have some prince fantasy?
Jeff: I'm glad you're able to ignore Pearl Jam and Google's politics because you'd really be missing out on both fronts if you couldn't!
With the addition of the socialite, I am of the opinion that The Bachlor has gone in the direction of "Flava-of-Luv". I wonder how long prime time network television will last.
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