Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Laugh Lines...

This blog was inspired by a conversation I had with Typhoon.
(And is brought to you by the Federation)

I was telling her that we shouldn't join the Dark Side because they age so much faster than the Jedi.
Most wrinkles age us, but there are some wrinkles that don't bother me at all.

I love my laugh lines. I know that I am a very sarcastic person. I know this. And to be honest, it doesn't bother me. My sarcasm is my favorite part of my humor. I have been called cynical quite a bit too.

I love my laugh lines because no matter how sarcastic I get, or cynical I get, or even when I get angry at the world...I know that I've laughed. And I've laughed a lot. I love that my face shows that I've enjoyed humor in my life. I have never understood why people would go to a doctor to change that.

Anyway, Happy Tuesday to you! That means that GLEE is on...so...GOOD TIMES!

Friday, November 5, 2010

Dream Time...

So, I had a dream last night that Stephen Colbert was a werewolf.
I was following him around to make sure he didn't bite any of my family members. He thought I was following him around because I was a reporter writing about his life as a werewolf. So, he would take me to get coffee and tell me random stories about being a werewolf.
Toward the end of the dream he bit my brother, Mark. I got really mad at Stephen and he got really mad at me. He started crying.
Then he says something like, "you knew there would be death and you followed me. You can't get mad just because one person died. You knew people would die."
And then he invited me to a werewolf "reunion dinner" and I woke up.


KATIE IS HOME! And Becca will be home next week! Who's excited? This girl.

On a side note: Katie and Becca got kittens in Utah. Batman Jr. and Gilly Bean. I am super allergic to them. I love them. So, dying doesn't matter. (I'm not really dying. I just can't breathe properly.)

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Ramble and Ramble

It all started when I was in the shower. It all started with a thought about peeps that have deleted me on Facebook. Yes. I was thinking about that. It started like this-

Haven't we all changed since High School? Aren't we all a little different? Is it because I'm not Mormon anymore? ............Or because I'm just a bit liberal? Well, I wasn't conservative in High School. Was I?
And then I thought:
Am I really that different? I have grown up, yes. But, have I grown up that much? Maybe I haven't grown up as much as some other people. Is that possible? I'm not married and I have no kids. Does that make me less of a grown up? No. Does it make me boring?
And then I thought:
I fear boring. I have a fear of being a boring person. That's why I don't like it when my birthday comes around. I wonder sometimes if growing up means our lives get boring. But, my dad is still having a merry ole time. So, it doesn't have to get boring.....right?
I have moved around my whole life. Just about every two years. I've been in Texas for three years. Is that why I feel boring? Because I haven't picked up and moved in a while?
And then I thought:
This is silly. I hate moving. Stop with the silliness and blow dry your hair, Leah.
And then I thought:
Am I still thinking about people that deleted me on Facebook? Should I have more breakfast? Will that makes my thoughts less stupid? Why is breakfast so important? What does it do? I mean, it makes me want more cereal. That isn't a function, right?
And then I thought:
What shirt do I want to wear today?
And then I thought:
This one.
And then I thought:
Should this be a blog? I don't blog very often. I should blog more. Maybe this should be a blog. Do people want to read what I think when I shower and brush my teeth? They don't have to know I was in the shower. But, Leah, you will probably tell them you were in the shower. That's true.
And then I thought:
I like this shirt.

And then I sat down and wrote this. Thank you for your time.