Wednesday, March 21, 2012

kitimat is kind of a big deal

Giving you all a slight peek into my crossword puzzle scratchy ticket obsession. <-------- a="" actual="" an="" bad="" big="" boy.......="" figured="" font="" for="" going="" i="" kitimat="" meant="" my="" on="" scratch="" sign="" sure="" that="" this="" ticket="" to="" today="" was="" win="" word="" wrong.="">

the hungover games

each year, drunk people are selected to participate in torturous games the morning after a big night out. there's no sunglasses, no water, and no headache medicine.



Tuesday, March 20, 2012

speaking of grimes

the latest song i've got on repeat. she's from b.c. and she has lots of half naked dudes in her video. high five.

i don't run to look good, i'm training for the zombie apocalypse...

Only 7 months away until I am reunited with the Rick Grimes I have always been waiting for. I learned a very important lesson while watching the anxiety attack inducing season finale of the walking dead --- don't watch zombie shows when you're housesitting in a large house all by yourself. My first instinct was to turn on all the lights, but then the zombies would for sure find me. I may have sat on the floor in the dark for awhile... then I hid in bed under the covers. No zombies/monsters/bad guys will ever find you when you're hiding under the covers. I'm pretty sure that's the law or something.

march equinox my ass

happy first day of spring! proof that if you live in kitimat you have to really like snow, or you have to really, really, REALLY like snow. if i have to shovel the driveway tomorrow morning, somebody's gonna get hurt REAL bad. and when i say 'somebody' i mean my back. crap.


here's something a little more spring appropriate...

Monday, March 19, 2012

little boxes

another radtastic cover video from Walk off the Earth.



missed the first one?

the blog is back in town

BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND!!

nope, that's a lie... more like back as another way for me to procrastinate studying for my insurance licensing exams and the only people who are going to read this are my bfff lizbo and my mom... Look ma, no hands!!

Here's a little Uncle Jesse Mullet to get it all started again. You're welcome.