Well it is Friday night and I'm at home watching Forgetting Sarah Marshall on my bed while eating frozen fruit from a bag, and I figure this is as good a time as any to write a little life update. People (okay, about 3 people) have asked me if I've written anything new on my blog lately, and I had to say, No. And they say, Why? And I say, because I'm trying to take myself seriously, that's why!
Hold on, Jason Segel is stabbing a pig.
"Are you crying?"
"No, I'm not crying. You're crying."
"I'm not crying, I'm not a baby."
"Really, cause you look like a gigantic baby."
This mango is delicious.
Anyways, as I was saying, I'm trying to figure out how to be a real writer, and I need to stop wasting my good writing on a blog, because guess what, anything written on a blog is considered previously published, which means that I can't get it published anywhere else. And I don't think I'm one of those girls that can make money by simply writing a blog. So, I mean no offence to my loyal readers, because you know I love you, but if I get published you can read my stuff in a real magazine. If.
But I like writing for enjoyment too, and I know that some people have expressed enjoying reading my blog, so maybe I can find a way to do both. Sorry for deserting you there for awhile, but I'll try to find some sort of balance, as long as I am not distracted by sunshine or Mexican food or beer.
On another note, that god damn "Do You Want To Build A Snowman" song from Frozen has been stuck in my head for about a solid week, in all three voices; mostly the toddler version, and sometimes I find myself singing it out loud in public. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on your opinion of my singing voice), I don't know any other words than the title, so I end up singing that part and then just stopping. Then singing it again, muttering what I think the words are, then just feeling like a fool. Luckily, I am mostly alone in my office for the majority of the day, so no one can hear my sporadic, albeit creative, rendition of a soon-to-be classic Disney princess song.
Do you want to build a snowmaaaaan
Or ride our bikes around the hallllllllll
I think I'll play a game of ping pong
But I can't find the ballllllllllll
You used to be my partner, and kind of slow
So I always kicked your aaaaaassssss
Do you want to build a snowman
Okay, I'll use the wall
Or something like that.
In other news, I'm going to have an adventure soon! In a month I'm heading off by myself to Prague to begin a trip around Eastern Europe for four weeks, a decision that I am absolutely ecstatic about, but about which my parents tried gallantly to refrain from screaming frantic words of caution.
My mom said, "That's exciting! Please, bring your cell phone. I pay for your phone bill so you have to. My orders."
My dad said, "Be careful. I don't have special skills like that guy in that one movie. There is a war in Ukraine you know, do you ever even watch the news?!"
Even my grandfather had some advice: "That would be a great time to be on an alcohol detox."
All great ideas, thanks everyone.
My biggest challenge now is to fit an adequate wardrobe into a backpack; my mission is to be cute AND versatile. But don't worry, I have pinterested strategies on packing, and as everyone knows, Pinterest has the answers to everything; if you have not joined this website, DON'T. It will suck hours of productivity from your life... but those hours will pass quickly and joyfully because you will be lost in the world of wonders that is Pinterest. Proceed with caution; that is my only advice.
Alright, there is a vague, random update for y'all! I'm going to eat the rest of this mango now. Ahhh, bliss.
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