I’m thinking we need to make this into a year-round food. Eggnog can stay at Christmas time. But I mean, pumpkin pie needs to come out more often.
I’m still alive. I do not feel as though I ate enough turkey. There is something wrong but still satisfying about that sentence. It’s late and this post isn’t really about anything, but I promised myself I’d post at least once a week.
Updates on life and thoughts du jour:
Warning: This is like massive A.D.H.D.
– Lesson of the week: always travel with your Driver’s license/I.D. with you everything. Because there are frat parties that require that stuff, which result in you having to crash a frat party or better yet – start your own frat party(!) and you don’t know when your (older, responsible) relatives will have one glass of wine and turn lobster red at Thanksgiving, may or may not requiring you to become the new designated driver.
– Crowd pumping is THE most awesome training process. Ever.
– Help feeding the homeless tomorrow
– Rounding up your floor to shout out “ohh ahhh” to a cheer you made up on the bus is a little more difficult than it seems.
– On that note, Day of the Longboat is AWESOME. Totally Harry-Potter-Going-Back-to-Hogwarts Awesome. Shout outs to anyone who just got that A Very Potter Musical Reference. High fives for anyone else who just (or is going) to YouTube that right now.
– Prank Wars are ON! Take that boys. Us, girls are way smart s-m-r-t so you better watch your backs. (Yes, that was intentional. My high school chem teacher always used that line).
– I still need rainboots! How am I surviving? I have no idea!
– I wish my substitute yoga teacher was my regular teacher – only difference one gives you face massages with organic lime orange cream. Yum. Not that I ate it or anything…
– Apparently alcohol is an excuse to hold hands and jump up and down on sofas and sing Katy Perry. But you don’t need it to jump on the bouncy bushes. You (nor I) really need it to do the first thing either. I just said it was an excuse.
– This is getting way longer than intitially intented…
– I love pie.
– I have actually started singing in the shower. All the girls on my floor are now like “So that’s who it is/was!”
– I am thankful for my 6th sense ability to wake up on the bus and SkyTrain the stop before I have to get off. Grilled Cheesus, thank you.
– Aw, what is happening to glee this season, guys?
– I didn’t believe my friend who told me that her friend told her the way to make new friends at university is to buy a ukelele and ask somebody how to teach you to play it. After having my neighbour teach me how to play the ukelele I have a new addition to my Christmas wish list. Right after Magic Bullet.
– I hope the Chinese food my grandma gave me, because she’s visiting town, is still in the lounge fridge when I get back tomorrow. Should not have said that aloud… on the internet.
– When life gives you lemons you got to eat them straight up. Pour some honey over them and that sore throat cold will go right away.
– combat boots + skinny girls = This equation makes no sense to me.
– This week’s goal: go stargazing, like actually this time. Not attempting to go and then getting distracted by the available piano in the ballroom for spontaneous jam session.
Sounds good? Schveeet.
More pictures and posts to come. Sweet dreams tout le monde and Happy Thanksgiving!
