I would like to commemorate this final day of my internship with a quote from the charming, Catherine Green:
"The latest psychotic malfuntion in my head has me singing "build-a-bear" to the tune of silver bells in Frank Sinatra's voice-- On that note I'm going to bathroom to make faces at myself in the mirror and laugh-- because I'm a grown up."
I don't know how the College Mentors for Kids' Development Team will survive without us.
20 August 2010
19 August 2010
09 August 2010
Summertime ramblings/my brain is turning to goo
1. I just found some milano cookies that I tucked away to eat on vacation and forgot about. My first instinct, real life, actual reaction was, "Oh, NOM."
2. This summer, I was so posi. Positive. Duh.
3. There's nothing I love more than when I put on my serious headphones for serious music listening, and forget to turn on music.
4. Oh for sure, mewithoutYou is my favorite band.
5. Oh for sure, I'm ready to go back to school. A few days ago, I caught myself saying, "I wish I were in Greencsatle so I could get--" I stopped myself there, of course. While I regret the words "I wish I were in Greencastle" anyone who has tasted No. 1's Singaporian noodles would understand where I was headed with that sentence.
6. In reference to #3: A friend just sent me a song over AIM with the message "Best Song Ever" only to be followed shortly by the opening lyrics (dirty south, etc) to "Are you that somebody" by Aaliyah circa 1999. I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize for defiling my serious listening headphones. Sorry, Aaliyah. No offense-- RIP, girl. Also, I should, I haven't turned off the song. SUE ME.
7. So into this:
8. Nothing more to report. Oh wait, yes there is. Qdoba tried to kill me with their queso. The situation with my stomach is lamentable. K, that's all.
2. This summer, I was so posi. Positive. Duh.
3. There's nothing I love more than when I put on my serious headphones for serious music listening, and forget to turn on music.
4. Oh for sure, mewithoutYou is my favorite band.
5. Oh for sure, I'm ready to go back to school. A few days ago, I caught myself saying, "I wish I were in Greencsatle so I could get--" I stopped myself there, of course. While I regret the words "I wish I were in Greencastle" anyone who has tasted No. 1's Singaporian noodles would understand where I was headed with that sentence.
6. In reference to #3: A friend just sent me a song over AIM with the message "Best Song Ever" only to be followed shortly by the opening lyrics (dirty south, etc) to "Are you that somebody" by Aaliyah circa 1999. I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize for defiling my serious listening headphones. Sorry, Aaliyah. No offense-- RIP, girl. Also, I should, I haven't turned off the song. SUE ME.
7. So into this:
8. Nothing more to report. Oh wait, yes there is. Qdoba tried to kill me with their queso. The situation with my stomach is lamentable. K, that's all.
01 August 2010
Today, I had the most harrowing experience in a Target bathroom.
First off, target's bathroom's always inexplicably smell of Fruit Loops cereal. I've never figured that out. So, I go in prepared for and almost looking forward to the fruit loops smell. I open the door and I first thing I saw/smelled was a woman changing a baby with the most rank smelling poop I've ever smelled in my existence. Ever. So, the bathroom immediately smells of fruit loop and superpoop. I go into a stall to find an improperly discarded tampon applicator on the ground. That's all I'll say about that. It was pushed all the way towards the back of the stall, so I was willing to overlook it, but then realized there was no toilet paper. I gladly stepped out. I checked the next stall-- no toilet paper. The other two on that side were occupied, so I went over to the other end, passing the superpoop baby. A mother was in the handicapped stall with her child, who had just opened the door wide and was pushing it around. Then I hear Jenni asking the mother of the now wide open next door stall, "Umm, not to be awkward or anything, but could I borrow some toilet paper." Then the superpoop smell hit me again, and the fruit loops and I remembered the tampon, and I just had to get out of there.
First off, target's bathroom's always inexplicably smell of Fruit Loops cereal. I've never figured that out. So, I go in prepared for and almost looking forward to the fruit loops smell. I open the door and I first thing I saw/smelled was a woman changing a baby with the most rank smelling poop I've ever smelled in my existence. Ever. So, the bathroom immediately smells of fruit loop and superpoop. I go into a stall to find an improperly discarded tampon applicator on the ground. That's all I'll say about that. It was pushed all the way towards the back of the stall, so I was willing to overlook it, but then realized there was no toilet paper. I gladly stepped out. I checked the next stall-- no toilet paper. The other two on that side were occupied, so I went over to the other end, passing the superpoop baby. A mother was in the handicapped stall with her child, who had just opened the door wide and was pushing it around. Then I hear Jenni asking the mother of the now wide open next door stall, "Umm, not to be awkward or anything, but could I borrow some toilet paper." Then the superpoop smell hit me again, and the fruit loops and I remembered the tampon, and I just had to get out of there.
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