RULES:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Tag 15 friends
5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing. (Except only if you want to, adds I.)
6. Have Fun!
IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
Wheels by Cake.
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF
That Girl by McFly
Yeah, I'm a girl. Good song, too.
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Mr Brightside by the Killers
Well, I did end up with a laid-back, happy kind of guy.
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Don't Miss You At All by Norah Jones.
Very true at the moment. Considering how much I disappointed my grandmother when I didn't say good-bye before I left for work this morning. Never minding that I couldn't find her.
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Such a Pity by Weezer.
Uh, okay. Thanks, shuffle button.
WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
Forget It by Breaking Benjamin
Sometimes that's the only way to go.
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen
Well, a good friend is always honest...
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Heat Dies Down by the Kaiser Chiefs
Huh?
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Unknown Soldier by Breaking Benjamin
Hmmmm. Or not.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Whistles the Wind by Flogging Molly
They put on an awesome show, plus kind of true.
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Easier To Run by Linkin Park
Gee, thank. Great life story.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Over by Evans Blue
Wow. Thanks, shuffle button.
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow as covered by Me First and the Gimme Gimmes
That's going to be an interesting funeral.
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Imagine as covered by A Perfect Circle
Sure, why not?
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Mess by Ben Folds Five.
I suppose I wouldn't like it if my life were a mess, eh?
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
The Perfect Ending by Straylight Run
Suuuuure.
WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Where You Lead by Carole King
I would go anywhere he wanted...
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Overture by Andrew Lloyd Weber
Ummmmm. Right.
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Passenger by Love Arcade
Tee Hee.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Tax Man
How we love the season! The bright lights! The beautiful music! The smell of crisp winds and tasty treats!
Oh, who are we trying to kid, here? Christmas is over; the New Year has been rung; we've all tried to stick to our resolutions. The only thing left is dreaded. It is feared. It is a huge annoyance, especially for those of us who are questioned relentlessly on it. Yes, it is tax season.
It's only the seventh of January and we are already exasperated by the number times "Where are your tax forms?" has been barked at us. Just like those amazingly kind folks from AARP, we look forward to the fifteenth of April as if it were a light beckoning from the end of a very long tunnel.
Tax season: oh, how we love you!
Oh, who are we trying to kid, here? Christmas is over; the New Year has been rung; we've all tried to stick to our resolutions. The only thing left is dreaded. It is feared. It is a huge annoyance, especially for those of us who are questioned relentlessly on it. Yes, it is tax season.
It's only the seventh of January and we are already exasperated by the number times "Where are your tax forms?" has been barked at us. Just like those amazingly kind folks from AARP, we look forward to the fifteenth of April as if it were a light beckoning from the end of a very long tunnel.
Tax season: oh, how we love you!
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
true story
I was just emptying the money from the copy machine into the money bag when I saw a very thin body plop down beside me on the floor. This was accompanied by a tiny voice saying, "Would you like some help with that, Miss?" I, of course, agree, asking her to find some quarters from the change bin so I could refill the holder. I thanked her, getting ready to ask if she'd like to hold open the bag and help me upend the change bucket in to the bag. But she disappeared. I'm going to call her my Ghost of Copy Machine Money Present.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
An Update
I know you're all dying to know, so I'll tell you this way as it's easier to get everyone at the same time.
I have officially met the parents. Yes, you read that right. This past Saturday I met the Man's parents. The good news: I really like them. The better news: they don't hate me. Now I'm kind of wondering why I was so worried about meeting them. Really, though, can you blame me?
I have officially met the parents. Yes, you read that right. This past Saturday I met the Man's parents. The good news: I really like them. The better news: they don't hate me. Now I'm kind of wondering why I was so worried about meeting them. Really, though, can you blame me?
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Library Etiquette
Part one- Books on hold.
Just like everyone else (you know, those underpriveleged people who don't work at the library), we are excited to get here and find out we have books waiting to be picked up. The new book smell! The crisp, unblemished pages! The crinkle of the cover when you finally crack the spine! The anticipation of the story- the beautiful, wonderful, glorious story! Yes, we understand the enthusiasm that creeps up on those who have books eagerly awaiting them on the shelves.
What we do not understand, however, is the need to come up to us at the desk, throw the card (much in the manner of skipping stones without the skipping), and stare at us as if we should know exactly what is wanted. Are there fines to pay? Wanting to renew your card? Perhaps making sure we have the correct email address? OH! There are holds! Silly us. And here we thought we were looking exceptionally well today in our business casual attire that one couldn't stop staring at us. Let us just scan that card, slide it back and get the book all checked out and wrapped in a bag.
Thanks ever so much. Have a lovely day, and please, come back and see us soon where we will try very hard to anticipate your needs through telepathy.
Just like everyone else (you know, those underpriveleged people who don't work at the library), we are excited to get here and find out we have books waiting to be picked up. The new book smell! The crisp, unblemished pages! The crinkle of the cover when you finally crack the spine! The anticipation of the story- the beautiful, wonderful, glorious story! Yes, we understand the enthusiasm that creeps up on those who have books eagerly awaiting them on the shelves.
What we do not understand, however, is the need to come up to us at the desk, throw the card (much in the manner of skipping stones without the skipping), and stare at us as if we should know exactly what is wanted. Are there fines to pay? Wanting to renew your card? Perhaps making sure we have the correct email address? OH! There are holds! Silly us. And here we thought we were looking exceptionally well today in our business casual attire that one couldn't stop staring at us. Let us just scan that card, slide it back and get the book all checked out and wrapped in a bag.
Thanks ever so much. Have a lovely day, and please, come back and see us soon where we will try very hard to anticipate your needs through telepathy.
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