Frankly, things blow right now. So it’s stream of consciousness time. This way I can make you laugh on a Sunday/Monday before I write depressing crap the rest of the week. I like to balance it out, for you guys, of course.

So I totally figured out what the 29 bottles was about last week. You see, last week I finally cleaned out my car. The car I pretty much live in. On average I spend 3-4 hours a day in it, and well, in those 3-4 hours, I drink a lot of water. And so I cleaned out 29 empty-ish bottles of water or diet coke from my car. In case there was ever any doubt, I am a slob. I know.

Since then, I’ve found 4 more bottles that were invisible when I scoured the car last week.

I wrote last week about my hair straightener breaking and then I talked to my mom and she said she’d replace it for my upcoming birthday. She decided to have it sent right away instead of waiting until my actual birthday so I could use it in the interim. So of course last night when I decided to give my old straightener one. last. try. before throwing it out, it worked.

I mean really. How did I not anticipate that? So now I have a back up one, for when the old one actually dies. Or I go out and run over it with my car for stress relief.

I haven’t had my oil changed in a year. (No lectures, I know. I suck. Did you not read that I also had 29 water bottles in my car? Did you really expect otherwise?)

I had been staying at my sister’s house last week and am doing so again this week because it saves me the aforementioned hours in the car, especially when being on time for finals tends to be pretty important (except for tomorrow’s, which is an open book final that we’re all going to fail anyway). So I had gone shopping for food and had brought some cookies and I had stored them in my room at my sister’s. On Friday morning I ate a few before heading to school to have a real breakfast. When I got back to my sister’s in the afternoon, the container was empty.

And the dog was SO happy to see me. And everyone. And everything. Never has any dog been as high on sugar as that one. Thankfully he’s fine, but since then my sister has found 5 cookies in various corners of the house. He was saving them for later. He’s really my kind of dog.

I’m kind of a food network fanatic. I love Chopped, I love Throwdown, I love Challenge and Iron Chef America. Basically all the shows where someone loses and looks like an ass. What can I say? But I will never be able to accept that they have a show called “The Best Thing I Ever Ate.” That’s just poor grammar. It’s the best thing you’ve ever eaten. Get it right.

Those who aren’t big on twitter or facebook may be unfamiliar with Four Square, but as far as I can tell, it’s the world’s most annoying program. Basically, it makes you the mayor of whatever place you happen to be at the time you log into the program. And you get badges. And it updates on twitter constantly.

I don’t use this application for a number of reasons. First, I don’t want to be the mayor of anything. Ever. At all. And moreover, is being the mayor of a GAS STATION really worth celebrating? Second, these badges are not real. You do not get to keep them, they earn you nothing in life, they are imaginary, technology created badges. For leaving your home. I’d like to think that social interaction is it’s own imaginary badge. And I didn’t have to be the mayor of any rest stops to get that one.

Betty White is my hero.

I love Glee on a level that is unreasonable. I know it’s campy, that just makes me love it more. And the fact that they sang Ice, Ice, Baby and Total Eclipse of the Heart last week only intensifies my addiction. I may or may not be seeing them in concert in two weeks. Don’t judge me.

My mother’s day present was not having to go to mother’s day brunch with my mother-in-law. Suddenly studying for finals seemed like an incredibly awesome task. (And yes, I know I’m not a mother, but I’d like to think that this was sort of my mother’s day present to my MIL too.)

I think Slappy and I *might* be moving into a bigger apartment in the same complex this summer. Would you judge me if I told you that it was first and foremost so that the cats would have more space to torment each other with? Because if I can find a way to stop my cat from flying across the living room and dramatically sweeping everything, especially dark colored drinks, off the coffee table every single day, it’ll be worth any cost.

I saw a t-shirt the other day and it’s gotten me thinking. When you get right down to it, really, all bears are bad news.

The only thing standing between me and four whole days of summer vacation is four finals. I’m not entirely sure that it’s worth it at this point.

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