I'm gonna start off this post complaining about DST. (Daylight Savings Time, if you live anywhere that doesn't count this horrible, twice-yearly event.)
It's only the second day, and it feels normal any time of day; EXCEPT MORNINGS! I'm generally a morning person. I wake up at 6am every single day. Except for today and yesterday, when I woke up at 7am. I slept in a whole hour! Morning people, you know what I'm talking about. Sleeping in 5 minutes is reason for ridicule and "you're staying up too late, go to bed early tonight."
I'm gonna just let it go. (Before you start singing "Let It Go" from Frozen in your head, I'm referring to the Def Leppard song. Do not continue through this post if the Frozen song is stuck in your head. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHNBxd4LnDs )
Eventually, I'm just going to go nuts. Call me a nerd, but I prefer school to staying home all the time. Bring on the math! Assign me those essays! Anything except playing any more Clue. I've played 7 games of Clue over the last two days. If I have to catch Mr. Green red-handed any more, I'm gonna scream!
After we all got sick of Clue for the day, I sneaked down to the basement for some vinyl action and puzzle-assembling. I've got the coolest puzzle in the world; it's a 3ftx2ft puzzle showing the cover of Kiss' Love Gun album. In the hour I worked on it, I put together maybe 3 pieces. There's a very good reason for why I only put together 3 pieces, and it concerns my probably unstable obsession with Paul Stanley. Paul is the hottest human being I have come across in my 14 years. That is why he has to have his face finished being put together first. The only problem is, I can't find his right cheek! I feel like I've tried every piece. I could have finished Ace Frehley and Peter Criss. The final pieces of each of their faces is right above the spot where they're supposed to go. I can't put them in because then Paul wouldn't be the first one finished.
Calming down...calming down...calmed down.
I'm good now. While I was working on the puzzle, I was playing on of my new Doors albums, Strange Days. It was catchy. I thoroughly enjoy The Doors. Then, I arrived at the song Horse Latitudes. If you have heard this song, excellent, you may continue reading. If you haven't, please go listen.
Ever had a bizarre nightmare, then you had no idea why you had it? It's like Jim Morrison captured the feeling of a nightmare in words, then screamed it to an unsuspecting audience while the rest of the Doors...capture the rest of your senses.
So, after I was sufficiently freaked-out and shaken down to my core, I decided to take my mind off everything by watching Friends and crocheting mindlessly. (I ended up making a really cute change purse) When I started watching Friends a few months ago, I was seeing all these screenshots from the show with the quotes underneath. Realizing this could potentially spoil the entire series for me, I now avoid those kinds of pictures.
I only bring this up because this afternoon, I hit S06E22. It was a pretty funny plot (SPOILERS, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED) Monica, Rachael and Phoebe were at a museum and found out the museum offered weddings, but there was a two-year waiting list. As a joke, they all put their names on the list, Monica putting her and Chandler's names. Later in the episode, Chandler is in the apartment alone, when a call comes from a lady from the museum, saying a wedding was cancelled, asking if Monica wants to be moved up in the list. Chandler hears this and Monica finds out he heard. She spends all day looking for him, and eventually finds him in the apartment. She goes to tell Joey she found him when Phoebe comes into the living room and asks if he saw the museum. He says he did and loved it. Long story short, CHANDLER IS ASKING MONICA TO MARRY HIM!!!!!!!!!!
That's the last episode I saw before realizing the time and figuring that I should come blog before I have to go to bed.
I honestly have no idea how my friends went this long without telling me. Thank you for not!
No comments:
Post a Comment