I shall call it: Dog Chow

Put down your name, and then I'll write each answer according to what I think of when I think of you! If you participate, the rules are, that you have to do this on your site too! If you're not tagged in this, play anyway!! Although this may be dangerous, I'm willing to try but I do reserve the right to not say the FIRST THING that pops into my mind. You'll thank me later.

1. I'll respond with something random about you.

2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.

3. I'll pick the first flavor of jello i think of

4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible. If not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)

5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.

6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.

7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.

8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.

9. I'll tell you what season you remind me of.

10. If you play, you MUST post this on yours...just copy and paste.

*** this is from my friend's, jobe, facebook page. she's too funny and a hoot!

in the works

i'm pretty sure i have this post floating around in my head. i need to start writing it... so i can flesh it out and get it down on "paper" (as it were). i've been doing a lot of thinking and possibly even some soul searching. for the record, i'm not good at change. personal that is. i have someone who says he's going to challenge me on a very regular basis. i warned him we'd butt head frequently over it. the weird thing, i'm totally looking forward to the challenge. does that mean it's the right thing?

WHY!?!

when i mention that a certain fast food restaurant's french fries are my favorite, does my co-worker tell me gross experiments done with them that make me not want to eat them again? and only AFTER i tell him i don't want to know whatever disgusting thing he's about to tell me.

he has a listening problem. i believe he needs his ears cleaned with a sharp pointy object shoved into them repeatedly.

i feel the need to discuss shoes, clothing, my period, and the boy i like. all loudly and with great detail, in his hearing.

waltzing matilda

*i'm actually not fond of that song at all. i've heard it far too many times.




i messed up at the end, thus the face. but in my defense, i learned that routine in 45 minutes and danced it with someone i haven't danced with in close to two years.

*mr. park, when recording, please don't talk to people. it's audible. *sigh*

**i wish someone would have mentioned the bad hair i was rockin'.

whee!!!

omg! that was so much fun. i just had a lesson with my very first ballroom teacher. kenneth is SO MUCH FUN to dance with. he made a routine for me. waltz. my absolute favorite. *heart* mr. park recorded it, so i can watch it and practice. and maybe, just maybe, if i'm very lucky... kenneth will come to a showcase to perform it with me. *squee!!!*

*i literally JUST finished the lesson, so as soon as I get the video from mr. park, i'll post it here.

so excited!

save the boobies! (part deux?)

the amazing and ever so lovely mrs. hot has kindly reminded all of us (okay, just me) that october is breast cancer awareness month. knowing many people who are fans of the boobies (and having some that certain people seem to enjoy quite a bit AND having used mine to feed a certain monkey) i thought it was a great idea to spread the information far and wide. okay, just to you. plus, because she's so awesome ree is doing a contest. i mean, really... a contest! there's pink all over and ribbons and pink and stuff and did i mention the pink?

in honor of this month, i've changed things here. you know, to make it pinker. because really, can one have too much pink? i didn't think so.

so tired... zzzzz

i did it again. went out on a wednesday night and stayed up FAR too long. in my defense, it was a friend's birthday (happy birthday again sweetie!!!) and there was this amazing musician? performer? live p.a.? i have no idea what the "label" this guy. whatever. i can't care. he was freaking cool. heatbox. this man IS HIS INSTRUMENT. he beat boxes and everything (and i mean EVERYTHING) he did last night he made it all with his voice. i bought his cd. with my last $10. until tomorrow. but still. that means, i'm more than likely going without lunch today. i'll live. i'm so grooving to the music. trying to figure out which song i want to dance to. all of them?

plus i got to hang out with my bff and he's just fun.