when i get super tired (orjust can't seem to think of the write word to say) I tend to pull random words out of nowhere. Steph has dubbed this "the pond" (it comes from an allegory (metaphor? I'm not entirely sure what word I'm looking for here, because, in case you hadn't figured it out, I am pretty ...um. sleepy.) that Steph had long ago about the brain being a giant ocean of thoughts and words and images, and my semi-coherent/tired ramblings were being pulled from "the pond" of my brain.)
ANYWAY. This post is gonna be a pond post. Just stream of consciousness ramblings with no real point or ...something. It's gonna be like 2008 all over again. ha ha.
And of course, the minute i right the freaking "prolouge" of this adventure, I blank on what else I was going to say, because that's the type of writer I am, apparently. Or ...
OVer the past month or so at work, I've been turning the television in my office on (but I leave the sound down low, because I'm more interested in listening to my grooveshark music than watching the boobtube). Anyway, even with the sound down and just occasinoally glancing at the screen, I have been reminded of how much I dislike news. It's all "shooting, shooting, deadly car accident, shooting, new movie coming out!" The 12noon news in particular is basically (at least the last ten minutes daily) just "here's what videos are trending on youtube". Seriously. It's ...kinda weird.
Oh, also, the Today Show adopted a new puppy. (thus the title for today's blogpost.)
last night i woke up once Steph got in bed and I told her "don't forget about the turnips", which is hilarious in and of itself, but then her reaction was simply to pinch my mouth shut. (Gently, and with love. It is hard to explain, but it was very funny. To me.)
all right, i thought I had more to say, but eveidently i don't, and also you know what day it is. (It's Thursday. And Thursday means mail. Except that we didn't get any mail today. Or yesterdsay, either.)
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