it's a convoluted mess
S: *heavy sigh* R: Everything alright? S: Oh…just reading the internet. R: Realizing all hope for humanity is lost? S: Pretty much. R: Reading the internet will do that. S: I’m going to go back to watching music videos of cute boys in bands. R: That’s a good idea. Because it’s better than reality right now. (Shattered (Turn the Car Around) by O.A.R.) — Shattered (Turn the Car Around) O.A.R.
I can barely see the burbon drowning next to me and I just lost it all… Ahem. Wrong obsession. Anyway. I have been waiting a very long time for this game. And after dealing with a bunch of computer issues (yay tech support husband) I can finally play the damn thing. I’m terrible at video games. I lack the skill and coordination and reaction time and everything important for not failing and dying over and… Keep reading…Who’s up for game three?
I made cheese burger macaroni for dinner. Or hotdish in a skillet. Because this is Minnesota. It’s pretty much homemade hamburger helper. I had an inspiration recipe and then changed most of it to fit my liking. Because there’s not a snowball’s chance in hell I’m using a pound of Velveeta in anything I cook. Gag. Turned out pretty well for an experiment. Bob liked it, so that’s one for the victory column. — Light… Keep reading…Flip on that switch…
Hell week. Headache that won’t die and the sensation of my uterus being ripped to shreds and no drugs work. I’m considering googling home hysterectomies. I don’t need the damn thing anyway. But now I have Bob all to myself for nine days and I’m not sharing him. And I have cake. If the Nug doesn’t get to it first. — Hey Girl O.A.R.
When it comes to the music I obsess over love, sometimes it takes a little time for the switch to flip from Hey, I like this to OBSESSIVE FLAILING. Sometimes it’s almost instant (Andy Grammer, Ryan Star, Ingram Hill, Darren Criss) and after a handful of listens, the fixation is in overdrive. Sometimes it takes longer (Train, 3 Doors Down, O.A.R., Sister Hazel, Matt Nathanson, Better Than Ezra) to hit that critical point. Music can… Keep reading…Something always comes from the music anyway…
The Nug. Anxiously awaiting the UPS truck. Oh yes. Hello, Lover. If you need me, I’ll be in Thedas. Petting every Nug, trying to bed down Cullen, and searching high and low for Alistair. And probably slaying dragons and darkspawn, but that’s just filler. — Hey Girl O.A.R.