crafty

my entire saturday was spent on creating little crafts.
it started with the cake i made for jillian's birthday.
granted i did make it from a box, i don't have a mixer
(*HINT**HINT* David)
i did color the frosting and put cute little candles on it.

next on the crafting agenda was decorating jillian's room.
oh hell, stef and i are amazing.
we should probably start a party decorating service
our skills with streamers cannot be matched.
i only took a picture of the doorway. but her entire room
is decorated as well.

it was then time to make my home made lamp.
i used a vase, some left over curtains, some bamboo
sticks, and tube lights. my finished product.

i think it's pretty awesome, considering my
lack of crafting skills.
after i still had some left over curtains and bamboo
sticks. so stef and i decided to make ghost decorations
for the front yard.
we did two big ones and a bunch of little ghosts.

better homes and gardens might call me after hearing about
my craft skills.

pictures from the last few weeks.

random...

face it.

i'm bored.

i haven't blogged about anything
important for a while;
not that this will be anything important.

 but this mixture could end up boring

or

slightly entertaining

but mostly all over the place.

i want to share a few things with

those of you

that don't know me very well.

i speak a different language.

amazing right?

i also want you to know that i lie

about being able to speak a 

different language because

it makes me sound smarter.

one of my biggest pet peeves is

when people talk during movies.

i talk during movies.

whennnn peopleeee call the vettt
annnndd drraggg ooooutt eeevvveryy
siiiinngle woooorrd.
i hang up.

i'm pretty sure i have ADD or ADHD.

i have been in jail.
street cred increase!

i have a strong desire to wield a sword.

i went to fye during lunch today.
an elderly gentleman kindly walked me to my car
then polietly asked me to join him at his home
to view some adult videos he purchased.
i almost peed i was laughing so hard.

trueblood is the closet thing to porn

i have watched since high school.

my foot is currently asleep.

i hate when people complain about school,
i would give anything to be doing homework.

if dexter morgan was my brother
and i knew he was a psychopathic serial killer

i wouldn't care.

as you can tell i have been watching way

too much television lately.

i should probably get a gym pass

and work on this ever increasing fat ass.
(i might actually do this today - hope for the best)

i have recently, as in 5 minutes ago,

become annoyed with silent

letters in words.

know, aisle, knee,

i wish i could

draw, paint, sing,

play 18 musical instruments,

whittle wood into little caricatures,

breathe fire,

shoot webs from my wrists,

be dr. manhattan,

like disgusting food,

cook tasty food,

teleport,

be in 3 places at once - one always being bed,

have a line in a movie

if i get a new pet it will be a

tapeworm.

i really feel that his support will

help with my expanding waist line.

i'm uber annoyed by the fact that i
have to wait a whole two weeks to find
out about a new job i interviewed for.
i was originally suppose to find out on friday.
but they extended it to the end of this week.
so...
every hour seems like a day,
every minute and hour.
can it be friday?
PLEASE!

ps. i promise the next post will have loads of pictures.
i know that some of you only read my blog to look at pictures.
in fact, the entire post might be pictures.

TAKE CHANCES! MAKE MISTAKES! GET MESSY!!!

i miss this show.
i watched it today.
i'm so sad that ms. frizzle
was never my teacher.

moved

i signed a lease this last week. 

what for?

a apartment/house.

i now live in the ever 

so handsome

avenues.

hopefully i will get some

curtains today.

then i can take some photos.

maybe i'll also finish getting

all my belongings here.

but i'm so sick of packing 

 and unpacking i'm not sure it will happen.

p.s.

  i need some goodness vibes

this week.

please send.

anonymous donations accepted.

offical news!

*downer alert*

i suck at life.

every part. 

there's no denying it.

will someone please fix me?