Sweaters, Expensive Clouds & Carrots

I swear to you the swearter I wearterday is made wrong. The seams look like they should be on the inside, yet the buttons are on the correct side of the fabric. No tellin'.

So I found some inflatable clouds on kmart.com today while I was browsing for an image I needed for homepage design. Inflatable clouds. For $50. Hm. I wonder if there's something somewhere in the world that exists as a better teaching utensil, that doesn't cost $50...

57 minutes until the end of the work day. I think I'm going to steam some carrots when I get home. I really like steamed carrots. My mom used to get actual (not baby or pre-sliced) carrots from the grocery store when I was little. I'd eat them and pretend to be Bugs Bunny, because I liked the chompy sound effect Mel Blanc used as Bugs rudely chewing with his mouth open.

Just Sunday Night

I came up with a really great idea yesterday. It was one of those that you smile while no one's looking and sort of good-jobbingly fist yourself in the shoulder for it. No details. It's a secret.

I'm laying on Jonathan's couch at the moment and my feet (though socked) are cold so he is warming them up with his hands. I'm not sure why I'm so cold all the time. I can foresee a certain degree of 'the Battle of the Thermostat' after we're married and living in this apartment. At first I was a little bummed not to have found a cute little home for the two of us to move into come May.. however I'm relieved at the financial non-burden that him staying here and me moving in will be. It is a nice location. It's quiet, not a lot of traffic, 2 bedrooms for a decent price. No dishwasher though, and despite Jonathan's "but I will be getting a dish washer" har har, it's not the worst thing not to have. I do wish the tile floor were linoleum and not tile, tile is cold! Rugs can help that though.

I'm looking forward to rearranging stuff and seeing what it looks like with my stuff in here too. It's a good thing I'm not one of those OMG! pink and purple glittery! type of females with their sense of "interior design"... we actually have very similar styles, which makes working on a home for the two of us fun and not a battle.

Anyway, does anyone really care about my thoughts about interior design? Rhetorical.

The third Terminator movie is on right now, with "the Governator" as Jonathan calls Schwarzenegger. I think it's funny watching humans portray "andriods" or whatever. Their "so serious bad-assness" has a way of translating to bad acting, ha. Someone's getting beaten up in a parking lot, but this is hilarious.

Taxes.. That Help People??

New Yorkers are now being taxed extra for non-diet soft drinks. I think this is kind of a funny way to attempt to address obesity. They're calling it the obesity tax.

Apparently there's also a media tax (4%) like on iTunes downloads in New York as well. I'm getting this information from a fellow coworker who lived up there before she moved here.

I think I'd argue more with these taxes if I cared about downloading music or drinking sugary soft drinks. But, at least as far as consumables and obesity are concerned, I'm tempted to support it. More taxes on McDonald's, Krispy Kremes, and those friggin' fatty hoity toity Starbucks coffee drinks too. There's a ton of crud Americans load up on that they really don't need. If they had to pay more for it they might realize that these things shouldn't be every day indulgences, but instead more of a treat. If we treat ourselves all the time then it's not really a treat, is it.

Intolerable Chicken?

RAH! I just can't win with cooking lately. I had two batches of cookies go corrupt over the holidays, and last night I attempted chicken and dumplings.. which were ok, a little too watery for the amount of other supporting ingredients... BUT apparently I poisoned my fiance with it! He said his stomach was a little upset last night and this morning he said he was up at 4 am throwing it up :( I feel so bad for him! Why am I not sick if it was bad? He did eat more of it than I did. It bothers me that I think I made him sick. I feel so sorry for him, he's probably crumpled up on his couch at the moment enduring his upsettedness while I'm stuck at work wishing to be with him to help in any way. *Sigh!* I'm so sorry dear.. this is really frustrating to me. I feel really terrible, which is probably why I just wrote all this, because I'm dwelling on it......

Strange Equation

Someone dropped an algebra test in front of me. "What is this?" I ask myself. I haven't done these for years. Everyone around me had their heads down in diligent working positions. As I tried to read the first problem, a strange bit of mentality distracted me away from figuring it out. I know how to do these, I actually used to get a high from knowing so in high school. I began to dissociate. What is going on here!? I leaned forward in my desk to tap the shoulder of the scruffy-haired guy sitting in front of me. He wore a light blue button-up shirt, sleeves rolled at the elbows. I thought I recognized that shade of blue. He turned around and made a "don't copy my answers" expression. "Whoa it's Jon! Like, Jon from 2005 Jon, with the "super goat" goatee deal on his chin, ha" I thought, totally surprised and kind of confused. He didn't know who I was. But I knew who he was, or I knew who he was going to be. I was in the present but he was in the past. I'm not sure why were were taking an algebra test. Very strange. This was the dream I had last night.