Tragedy!
So, I was recently grocery shopping and I found myself wandering around the canned pasta that I crave semi-annually. I spotted the Spaghetti-o's and lunged for a can and stopped short. At the top it said "Campbells". In case you didn't know, Spaghetti-o's was originally made by "Franco-American" which I always claimed made the best of both French and American Cuisine. But alas, Campbell's has either bought out "Franco-American" or bought it out along time ago and recently changed the name to Campbell's. At least they are still called "Spaghetti-o's".
Just please don't get rid of Chef Boyardee. He's my hero. I love the Chef Boyardee commercial where the can follows the girl home. It's cute like a dog, and then she eats it. She's a savage.
So in my quest to be a better person I'm watching Horror movies. I recently watched "The Shining" (or The Shinning if you're nasty) and "The Exorcist" and "Exorcist II: Back in the Habit". I thought they were all kinda boring, but good. The surprising thing is that they weren't scary at all. I think it shows that the thoughts in my head are scarier than the actual movies. Now, I'm slowly watching other scary movies.
I'm still studying for the bar. It sucks, but I'm improving. I can't wait for this to be over.
Oh, and to preempt questions from anyone who reads this: 1) I don't have a job 2) I don't know what I want to do and 3) I don't really care. I'm getting annoyed by the questions, not really from anyone who reads this, but just in general.
One of the people studying for the bar got an offer as a Westlaw rep, which I think sounds like an awful job. Anyway, she turned down the offer, which I don't blame her. So I asked her how much a rep makes and she said $80,000. OMG. I would die for $80,000 right now. BUT I know I don't want to work for Westlaw. The only cool thing is that if I worked for West I'd work for the same company as Jay which would be odd in a way.
Lately, I've really wanted to move away. It started after I went to Nashville. I've pretty much decided that I would move to Seattle. I think I may have said this before. I keep getting more and more anxious to leave Michigan. Chalk it up to wanderlust or the never-ending quarter-life crisis. Whatever it is, I feel like I've got to get out of this place if it's the last thing I ever do.
***Interruption: I'm at Beaners and weird old guy who didn't buy anything is sitting oddly close to me. Oh, and cute barista winked at me earlier. Now he's talking about a dildo his boyfriend bought him. ***Back to your regularly scheduled blog post.
I can't think of anything else that's new. Did I mention I'm going to SanFrancisco for Pride? I think so. I'm so excited. I haven't seen Jason and Shelly Button in years. And I love SanFrancisco. And I'm going with Jeff so it will be a fabulous adventure. I just have to make sure I don't drink too much. I don't need Crazy Ryan in SanFrancisco.
I've been feeling a little stressed out lately. I'm not exactly stressed about the bar, but it's overall stress about life. I just hope that I can survive the next few weeks. I've been so sleepy lately and eating so horribly. Oy. I hate this.
One good thing is that I love living with the PD. It's great. We hang out in our underwear and cuddle at night. Well, not really but it's close. I miss having a roommate. I need to get a roommate when I move no matter what I do. I also need a dog. I saw the cutest dogs at a pet store the other day, but I have problems buying them from a pet store. The pet store also had this big bin full of bunnies. Bunnies are my favorite, but they aren't as cuddly as I'd like. I wish that they were more domesticated, like cats. There so cute though. But I think all rodents are cute too. Maybe if I'm rich one day I'll have a large Cappybara farm.
I invented a drink today called the "Violet Beauregard" which is Blueberi Stoli, Blue Curacao, Grenadine and Sprite. I haven't drank it yet, but i'm sure it's good.
UPDATE: Gay barista's ridalin has kicked in as evidenced by his calmness, and creepy guy left.
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