Questions There May or May Not Be Answers To

1. Why are there albums by the BYU Marching Band on my computer?
2. Why am I having so much trouble typing up some econ notes?
3. Why did we drop so much in the polls, even though we won yesterday?
4. Why have I been drawing kitties on all my class notes lately?
5. Also, elephants?
6. Why can I never think of anything to update with?
7. Why did I pick an instrument that weighs 50 pounds?
8. Why do I have so many freaking shoes, yet still can't find some to match a majority of my outfits?
9. Why is the red dye already washing out of my hair when I only dyed it LESS THAN A WEEK ago?
10. Why do my stupid Russian exercises keep coming up on my itunes shuffle?
11. Why do people - especially band people - cut in front of me when I have my BIG SHINY tuba?
12. Why, when I send you a text that says "don't tell anybody," do you then proceed to show this text to people?
13. Why do you keep talking to me. That is not even a question. Just oh em gee. Stop.
14. Why do clouds look so delicious?
15. Why is Connecticut so dreary?
16. Why do we always perform better when the sky is Carolina blue?
17. Why do I have so many freaking questions?


Let's all cheer for a blog update!!!!

Question

If you used a bathroom that other people use - let's say, in fact, that you share this bathroom, so it is in high demand in the morning - and you had to sit on the toilet, you would lock the door first, right?



Okay. Just checking.

Into the Wild

So every morning, I have been going on a thirty-minute run/walk. My route is to run out of the neighborhood and up this really huge hill that leads to the golf course. Then, I run along the course on the cart path (slash, walk when I get really tired). So anyways, yesterday, I was running back along the golf course when I see an animal cross the path. At first, I just saw the size and color and thought it was a baby deer. Then, it looked at me and I thought, "no, not a baby deer. COYOTE!"

"Don't be fanciful," I immediately chided myself. "Let's be fair. It could be a fox. After all, it is by itself and you ARE in Alabama. Coyotes travel in packs. It's quite big to be a fox, though. And rust-colored, not red. And the ears are not fox-like, they are more dog-like. And the face is white and the nose is pointed. And the tail isn't bushy. And it's big."

As I thought all of this, the animal stopped looking at me, walked a ways, and looked at me again. Then, he wandered off into the woods and I continued my run. When I got home, I looked up pictures of foxes and coyotes. I found this picture and knew that it was EXACTLY what I had seen on the golf course:


COYOTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Decisions and Ramblings

After much deliberation (not really), I decided to not lock the blog. I'm not really planning on revealing too much about my inner life - it was just that with recent developments, I didn't comfortable with everyone reading my blog. But I'm over it.

So the big news of the summer is that I have a full-time, paid internship. Woo! It's in Alabama because that is where my parents live. I'm mostly working in a library.

I don't really feel like being funny tonight :( maybe tomorrow.

Also, if I defriended you on Facebook, please don't take it personally. I figured people only know me a certain way, and now that that link is gone, you wouldn't really care. If you still want to be Fbook friends, add me again & I will ashamedly add you back. :(

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Should I just discontinue that which was once this blog?

Locked

I am locking my blog in one week. If you would like to be on it (and yes, I plan on updating more and not being quite as lame), send me an email or just comment on this post. You should know my email address but it is smellyxjelly [at] gmail [dot] com.

Tragedy

Today, I went to Wal Mart so I could get crafts to make something for my little, who is being initiated tomorrow (woo hoo!). On the way back, I was getting hungry, so I decided to stop by Wendy's. Being by myself, I pulled up to the drive-through and ordered a Jr. Cheeseburger, Value Fries, a small Frosty, and a water. The total was $4.02, which seemed about right.

I kept driving up to the window, where I paid my $4.02. The lady handed me my frosty, I put it down. She handed me my water, I put it down. She handed me a bag, I put it down. She handed me a Coke. I told her I didn't order a Coke and gave it back to her, asking if I was charged for it. She said yes and gave me back a buck plus change. Content, I drove off.

Sometime later down the road, I was feeling hungry. I reached in the bag to grab some fries, but to my dismay, there were no fries! Instead, there was something hot!! "What the crap is this???" I wondered as I pulled it out.

CHILI!

CHILI INSTEAD OF FRIES!!!

:( :( :( :( :(

I want my value fries, Wendy's. And I'm coming for them.