Archive for September, 2009

The thoughts that go through my head after a really long week. I need more sleep.

I saw a car on fire this week. It was in the parking lot of an Econo Lube. Probably I won’t go to that Econo Lube.

The FedEx guy came into work one day last week for a pickup. I forgot how extremely hot he really, truly is. Dang.

I’m watching the Emmys right now. Neil Patrick Harris is amazing!  His opening number had me laughing out loud, and the Dr. Horrible little blog thingy was epic.

Speaking of which, I just watched Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog again today. I remember when I first watched it, I had an interpretation of the ending that somehow made sense in my head, but I can’t remember what it was. And the ending was weirder than I remember. Still great though – Joss Whedon, Neil Patrick Harris, Nathan Fillion, Felicia Day – amazing.  I hear Joss Whedon is working on a sequel.  It’ll be insane.

Speaking of Felicia Day, I watched the first two seasons of The Guild last weekend. It’s epic! I’m not a gamer, but I think I can appreciate the humour.  Also, she is my new hero.  She’s a nerd and is not afraid to admit it. Plus she’s super talented! I’m a nerd, and I fully plan to embrace my nerdiness more fully now.

Flight of the Conchords is being robbed.

These musings are getting weirder by the minute. I think I’m just going to go to bed now.

Oh my gosh

I just realized what a complete mess I have been the past few weeks.

I should not be allowed to write blogs after spending hours in reflection late at night. It doesn’t end well.  Just say no.

Which, ironically, translates well into other aspects of my life.  Just say no!

I’m lost

Do you ever have that feeling that you just are floating out in nothingness, with no idea where you’re going, who you’re with, or what is next?  Oh wait, that’s just me? Joy.

I feel like I’m in this holding pattern with no end in sight.  Go to school? Check. Finish school? Check. Get a job? Check. Move out on your own? Check.

Figure out your life’s calling?  No check. I’ve got no vision of where I will be in 10 years.  I feel like I’m waiting for something to happen, or someone to happen, or… I don’t even know what.  But it’s getting old.  At what point do you stop waiting and start doing?  And what am I waiting for? I’m having major deja vu here, I think I’ve written this post before.

New life plan: Move to some small Stars Hollow-esque town, open a bed-and-breakfast, and be happy forever.  I like this. Gilmore Girls is the best show ever.

Apparently this really is my quarter-life crisis. I’ve officially cracked and decided that a fast-talking, junk food-eating, drama-loving life is my future.  Bah.  It’s a start.