I Love Harry Potter

So as it turns out, I tend to be too efficient at my job. I had the opportunity to have some work to do - albeit boring- but I probably could have done it slow enough to at least last me until lunch. Problem with that is, I have no patience to work slowly so I just get it done and move onto the next thing. The bigger problem is it is always so long until the next thing. So, point of this paragraph is I finished my work.

I guess I need to spend the rest of my day searching for a new job because this one ends in 20 more work days. Well that's terrifying... It didn't seem like such little time before, now that I know I probably didn't get the job from the interview (not 100% but I'm 99% sure I didn't get it) I guess I need to start looking again. I probably should never have started but I basically went into emotional survival mode where the only thing that my body is capable of doing is consuming enormous quantities of ice cream and brownie-cookies...

Listening to people talk here is exhausting. No one wants to take responsibility for anything so they end up talking in circles for five minutes before they take a breath leaving the other person confused if their question was answered. Most people just end up walking away pretending like it was answered but you know they are just more messed up then when they got there.

I think the funnest part about blogging is the stats. I really don't understand what these referral sites are for the most part but apparently its sending people in from Russia! So hello Russia, hope you are having fun. One day I would like to visit you but I am afraid its very far, and I am pretty poor. Also, if I go anywhere in the next year or so it will be to the Harry Potter World.

Ah, I suppose I keep mentioning how I am becoming a super nerd (and proud) in the last few years but I have never really explained what makes me a nerd. There are many things, obviously, but one of my more recent nerdy loves is Harry Potter.

Well last summer with all the hype of the Harry Potter movie I finally read all the books. I had read the first and most of the second one when they came out originally and loved them however I had a huge problem with attention in school and although never officially diagnosed with ADD, I couldn't sit still long enough to ever read until University. I honestly never read a single book all the way through in high school. I would read a bit in class when given the time but by grade twelve my teacher would make me sit in the hall to be away from the distracting posters. Little did she know my friend Alex had class right across the hall and our daily "reading" time was around the same time he always went for his ADD run. Seriously if it wasn't for Sparks notes I don't think I would have graduated. 

Anyways, last summer, with my newly developed capacity for reading I read/reread all the Harry Potter books and became one of the biggest potterheads around. I am sure I have pissed off many people due to my overwhelming excitement over anything Potter-related. Especially poor Crystal who has been trying to get me to read these books for years. Sorry Crystal, but now we can enjoy them together!

I went so far as to sign up for early registration to Pottermore and that involved a daily question at really weird times in a time zone not my own so you had to watch. Once I finally got it (I think on Day 5 or 7) I also signed Crystal up so I would have someone to be nerdy with. Pottermore boasted the ability to be sorted and that's all any Potter-lover wants I think. I think one of my biggest wishes in life is that Hogwarts was real and that I could go there.

After the months of waiting for Pottermore to let us in, (they were only allowing small numbers in every day because of all the glitches) I finally was welcomed in. The site is really neat in a quiet kind of way. It's not like a giant version of the Sims, or a role playing game, its just lovely interactive artwork to accompany each chapter of the books. But, once you get to certain points there is little things you get to do. I really enjoy the quizzes. The Wand is the first thing you get assigned that is personal. You answer questions such as Are you short for your age? Are you born on an even number or odd? Would you rather walk through a forest, beach or town? Really random things like that. I got an Apple wand with Phoenix Feather core 9 3/4 inches surprisingly swishy. The fun part is after you get your wand you can read all about what it means. Its like a personality test but not obvious so its fun.

A few chapters later you get sorted. When I went through that test it was very stressful. Not only are you trying to convince yourself that you will be happy no matter what you get, I was consistently concerned the site would freeze and kick me out again forever messing up my house selection. I answered as honestly and thoughtfully as I should, taking a lot of time on each question (probably more so than really necessary) and was sorted in the glorious RAVENCLAW! It is by far my favourite house and I don't think I could have been more surprised or happy that I actually got it. I was expecting Hufflepuff but in all honesty I am not that friendly nor do I have many friends so the fact that I got Ravenclaw was about as good as it gets in nerd-world.

After the sorting I kind of lost interest because the site was still so glitchy. I did finish the first book of moments and then left it so that all the other beta-testers could go be sorted without getting kicked out for it being too full.

Anyhow, this is a long and rambling unnecessary jumble of words to say that I am a Harry Potter Nerd and Proud.

Me and Crystal have been planning a nerdy trip to Harry Potter World at Universal Studios since we heard of its existence. Sandy also wants to go because everyone should want to go. I really want to go get a wand because I have seen video of their "Olivanders" and it looks amazing and I cannot wait.

So I should get back to looking for work to do, or another job. I will discuss more of the nerdy things about me soon! Maybe later if I run out of work again!

PS: I am sorry if there is no point to these, but I would rather be babbling about fun nerdy stuff then staring blankly at my email willing something to come in.

I Love Harry Potter

So as it turns out, I tend to be too efficient at my job. I had the opportunity to have some work to do - albeit boring- but I probably could have done it slow enough to at least last me until lunch. Problem with that is, I have no patience to work slowly so I just get it done and move onto the next thing. The bigger problem is it is always so long until the next thing. So, point of this paragraph is I finished my work.

I guess I need to spend the rest of my day searching for a new job because this one ends in 20 more work days. Well that's terrifying... It didn't seem like such little time before, now that I know I probably didn't get the job from the interview (not 100% but I'm 99% sure I didn't get it) I guess I need to start looking again. I probably should never have started but I basically went into emotional survival mode where the only thing that my body is capable of doing is consuming enormous quantities of ice cream and brownie-cookies...

Listening to people talk here is exhausting. No one wants to take responsibility for anything so they end up talking in circles for five minutes before they take a breath leaving the other person confused if their question was answered. Most people just end up walking away pretending like it was answered but you know they are just more messed up then when they got there.

I think the funnest part about blogging is the stats. I really don't understand what these referral sites are for the most part but apparently its sending people in from Russia! So hello Russia, hope you are having fun. One day I would like to visit you but I am afraid its very far, and I am pretty poor. Also, if I go anywhere in the next year or so it will be to the Harry Potter World.

Ah, I suppose I keep mentioning how I am becoming a super nerd (and proud) in the last few years but I have never really explained what makes me a nerd. There are many things, obviously, but one of my more recent nerdy loves is Harry Potter.

Well last summer with all the hype of the Harry Potter movie I finally read all the books. I had read the first and most of the second one when they came out originally and loved them however I had a huge problem with attention in school and although never officially diagnosed with ADD, I couldn't sit still long enough to ever read until University. I honestly never read a single book all the way through in high school. I would read a bit in class when given the time but by grade twelve my teacher would make me sit in the hall to be away from the distracting posters. Little did she know my friend Alex had class right across the hall and our daily "reading" time was around the same time he always went for his ADD run. Seriously if it wasn't for Sparks notes I don't think I would have graduated. 

Anyways, last summer, with my newly developed capacity for reading I read/reread all the Harry Potter books and became one of the biggest potterheads around. I am sure I have pissed off many people due to my overwhelming excitement over anything Potter-related. Especially poor Crystal who has been trying to get me to read these books for years. Sorry Crystal, but now we can enjoy them together!

I went so far as to sign up for early registration to Pottermore and that involved a daily question at really weird times in a time zone not my own so you had to watch. Once I finally got it (I think on Day 5 or 7) I also signed Crystal up so I would have someone to be nerdy with. Pottermore boasted the ability to be sorted and that's all any Potter-lover wants I think. I think one of my biggest wishes in life is that Hogwarts was real and that I could go there.

After the months of waiting for Pottermore to let us in, (they were only allowing small numbers in every day because of all the glitches) I finally was welcomed in. The site is really neat in a quiet kind of way. It's not like a giant version of the Sims, or a role playing game, its just lovely interactive artwork to accompany each chapter of the books. But, once you get to certain points there is little things you get to do. I really enjoy the quizzes. The Wand is the first thing you get assigned that is personal. You answer questions such as Are you short for your age? Are you born on an even number or odd? Would you rather walk through a forest, beach or town? Really random things like that. I got an Apple wand with Phoenix Feather core 9 3/4 inches surprisingly swishy. The fun part is after you get your wand you can read all about what it means. Its like a personality test but not obvious so its fun.

A few chapters later you get sorted. When I went through that test it was very stressful. Not only are you trying to convince yourself that you will be happy no matter what you get, I was consistently concerned the site would freeze and kick me out again forever messing up my house selection. I answered as honestly and thoughtfully as I should, taking a lot of time on each question (probably more so than really necessary) and was sorted in the glorious RAVENCLAW! It is by far my favourite house and I don't think I could have been more surprised or happy that I actually got it. I was expecting Hufflepuff but in all honesty I am not that friendly nor do I have many friends so the fact that I got Ravenclaw was about as good as it gets in nerd-world.

After the sorting I kind of lost interest because the site was still so glitchy. I did finish the first book of moments and then left it so that all the other beta-testers could go be sorted without getting kicked out for it being too full.

Anyhow, this is a long and rambling unnecessary jumble of words to say that I am a Harry Potter Nerd and Proud.

Me and Crystal have been planning a nerdy trip to Harry Potter World at Universal Studios since we heard of its existence. Sandy also wants to go because everyone should want to go. I really want to go get a wand because I have seen video of their "Olivanders" and it looks amazing and I cannot wait.

So I should get back to looking for work to do, or another job. I will discuss more of the nerdy things about me soon! Maybe later if I run out of work again!

PS: I am sorry if there is no point to these, but I would rather be babbling about fun nerdy stuff then staring blankly at my email willing something to come in.

Brownies, Cookies, and Nerdiness

Good afternoon readers,

I am very sorry that I missed my first day of posting yesterday however I promise it was for a good cause.

When I went away to Nova Scotia, I left my dog Sable with my sister. In return for Sandy taking in my lovely hair-monster, she was to be rewarded with some baked goods. They were originally going to be Costco cookies because those are better then anything I can make as my cooking skills are so lack luster its sad.

However, Sandy discovered something.

Chocolate Chip Cookie Peanut Butter Cup Brownies

Yes, they do look delicious. And so Sandy convinced me that we could bake these together (henceforth relieving my I-will-burn-my-house-down-if-try-to-bake-alone stres) and that not only shall we bake them together, but we will invite the lovely Crystal to come with us as our resident cookie/baking expert. The three of us together can only mean one thing: Binge eating and Nintendo.

So here are some pictures of us baking these treats!

So, needless to say they turned out amazing. However, we made the discovery that with the whole peanut butter cup inside it is apparently a little bit too much. See, I don't like peanut butter. I know that is weird but I don't care I really hate the stuff. So to have some for me to eat and for testing purposes we made half with peanut butter cups and half without. Sandy and Crystal both enjoyed the pieces with peanut butter cups but after tasting the ones without the evil peanut butter they agreed it was less overwhelming and more delicious.

However it is completely to taste because we gave one to my mother and she seemed to love it. I think perhaps a key fact that I observed which could be the reason for her enjoyment of the peanut butter inside was that she took tiny bites compared to Sandy and Crystals. Mom was trying to savour it because she only had one, where Crystal, Sandy and I devoured ours because we had the whole pan in front of us. So maybe because there would be less evil peanut butter at a time it was better? Either way I will be for sure making these again.

The best part is I can totally make them alone. You just need pilsbury cookie dough, and brownie mix. The brownie mix we used was the low fat betty crocker because all it needs is one egg and a third of a cup of water and then you stir. Its actually my very favourite brownie mix even though its "low fat". (However I thin kit may not count if you eat the whole pan but let's not discuss that problem today.)

Any ways, we had an awesome day of baking, chatting, nerding out and nintendo. I think Sandy sometimes forgets how nerdy me and Crystal have become over the years... I don't think anyone can fully handle how nerdy I have become. I get really excited over really strange things and I refuse to tone it down despite the strange looks I get.

I am nerdy and proud!

I do however need to get onto a treadmill ASAP because my nerdy ass is getting large from all these brownie cookies.

(PS- Zantac is an antacid not an antidepressant. although in all honesty either would work in this situation)

Brownies, Cookies, and Nerdiness

Good afternoon readers,

I am very sorry that I missed my first day of posting yesterday however I promise it was for a good cause.

When I went away to Nova Scotia, I left my dog Sable with my sister. In return for Sandy taking in my lovely hair-monster, she was to be rewarded with some baked goods. They were originally going to be Costco cookies because those are better then anything I can make as my cooking skills are so lack luster its sad.

However, Sandy discovered something.

Chocolate Chip Cookie Peanut Butter Cup Brownies

Yes, they do look delicious. And so Sandy convinced me that we could bake these together (henceforth relieving my I-will-burn-my-house-down-if-try-to-bake-alone stres) and that not only shall we bake them together, but we will invite the lovely Crystal to come with us as our resident cookie/baking expert. The three of us together can only mean one thing: Binge eating and Nintendo.

So here are some pictures of us baking these treats!

So, needless to say they turned out amazing. However, we made the discovery that with the whole peanut butter cup inside it is apparently a little bit too much. See, I don't like peanut butter. I know that is weird but I don't care I really hate the stuff. So to have some for me to eat and for testing purposes we made half with peanut butter cups and half without. Sandy and Crystal both enjoyed the pieces with peanut butter cups but after tasting the ones without the evil peanut butter they agreed it was less overwhelming and more delicious.

However it is completely to taste because we gave one to my mother and she seemed to love it. I think perhaps a key fact that I observed which could be the reason for her enjoyment of the peanut butter inside was that she took tiny bites compared to Sandy and Crystals. Mom was trying to savour it because she only had one, where Crystal, Sandy and I devoured ours because we had the whole pan in front of us. So maybe because there would be less evil peanut butter at a time it was better? Either way I will be for sure making these again.

The best part is I can totally make them alone. You just need pilsbury cookie dough, and brownie mix. The brownie mix we used was the low fat betty crocker because all it needs is one egg and a third of a cup of water and then you stir. Its actually my very favourite brownie mix even though its "low fat". (However I thin kit may not count if you eat the whole pan but let's not discuss that problem today.)

Any ways, we had an awesome day of baking, chatting, nerding out and nintendo. I think Sandy sometimes forgets how nerdy me and Crystal have become over the years... I don't think anyone can fully handle how nerdy I have become. I get really excited over really strange things and I refuse to tone it down despite the strange looks I get.

I am nerdy and proud!

I do however need to get onto a treadmill ASAP because my nerdy ass is getting large from all these brownie cookies.

(PS- Zantac is an antacid not an antidepressant. although in all honesty either would work in this situation)

Plans and House Cats

I am one page view away from 200! That is pretty exciting! Even if it was my mother 196 of those times and S another 3 and C the other 1 its still 200 views and that makes me feel special in a silly egotistical way.

The next step would be if any of you readers are not directly related to me (or even if you are its nice to hear from you) please leave me some comments. Preferably not means ones because that's not always fun but let me know if there are things you want to me discuss, or if you want me to draw you a picture I will for sure attempt to.

In exciting technology news, I am currently looking into getting a tablet (the kind you draw on for computers) for my computer! This will allow me to make drawings that are 100% nicer to look at and way easier to transfer to a Tshirt for my store. Granted the market for a shirt with a singing Batman and Elvis may be limited, but at least I will be able to provide something new? I will keep you posted on this development. With my birthday approaching quickly it is a definite possibility. I have been interested in these things for years from when I used to do a lot of photo editing before my photography prof humiliated me after I quit his course due to a panic-attack-induced melt down. But either way, these little doodle-pads seem like an ideal if not excessively fancy tool that I could use to make all my pictures more impressive. Although I am sure that I will still have lots of post-it art and excellent paint drawings however the process of putting those onto merchandise in my store is practically impossible so once I figure out the tablet (should I get one) then I will make lots of things. Hence another reason to make requests...

I am not really sure what to talk about right now. None of this is going to make any sense because I am pretty distracted about thinking solely about the potential to see my doodles appearing on a neat shirt. Happy birthday dear sister, here is a shirt of an angry unicorn! Best sister ever award is sure to come my way.

I suppose I will clarify something: Dear Ipad people, I am aware that I recently was whining about people and technology, and how there's a bit too much of it everywhere. But the thing is, when you Ipad people bring your Ipad in its giant case on a tiny inflatable boat and flail its case in front of my view of the whales, that is not okay. Technology is an excellent thing. I am all about the technology - to an extent. I have my blackberry (granted its three years old but still somehow works). I have two laptops because I am too lazy to carry around my big one. I own three digital cameras of varying sizes. I have an Ipod that I got for free. I have a PVR because they are among my top ten favourite inventions. I am all about the technology. However I am all about technology at appropriate times.

How often have you walked down the street and seen some dumb person strolling with their Iphone attempting to type out some witty remark about how they liked something before it was cool and watched them walk into a sign/person/street filled with oncoming traffic?

How often have you been hanging out with a friend in the real-life world (aka in person) and they spend 90% of their time chatting with someone else on their phone?

The big thing when I was a teenager was that the Internet was just getting cool. I had dial up Internet and all we did was basically this. We all had out little blogs and would complain about how much we hated homework and how unfair it is that we weren't just like everyone else. But the thing was, when you had people over, there would always be one person who would sneak onto your computer and hang around on it. Its not like today where there is facebook, twitter, tumblr, YouTube, blogger etc. It was just google.. and neopets. I don't remember what I used to do. A lot of MSN chats I think. Neopets wasn't cool after grade 8 or so but everyone totally played with it when they were bored enough.

Anyways I have gotten off my lackluster topic.

The thing about technology, is people need to find the balance. When your with people, be WITH people. You don't need to look at your phone every second of every day. Granted I am guilty of this all the time, as the awkward silence and me don't do well because should my social anxiety flare up bad things happen so I look at my phone sometimes to keep my brain busy. Still, this is a lazy excuse to say I am addicted to my phone.

I just take a particular grudge with the Ipad people because its so excessively large, and so unnecessary and they tend to be the most absorbed techno-addicts and they scare me.

Anyways, enough whining about Ipads for a while. they can't be so bad... I have never even actually seen one close enough to touch. I just dislike the users. But in all reality, I dislike most people. Except you. You are reading this and have somehow made it to the end of this rambling post of garbage and whining. You will be rewarded in a future life by being reborn as a house cat. They totally have the best lives don't doubt me. I know Buddhists say human world is better for enlightenment and all, but cat-world dictates otherwise. I am not even a cat person and I know they have the sweet life.

For a secondary and probably slightly less annoying tangent, here are seven reasons why house cat is one of the best things to be reborn as:

1. They sleep roughly 23 hours a day
2. No one gets angry at them for sleeping
3. They are cute (most of the time)
4. The funnier they look the more cute they are
5. People love to pet them (disclaimer, unless allergic)
6. They are the King/Queen of the house (don't agree? tell me again how you scoop your cats crap. That's what I thought)
7. They only need to be social when they feel like it, and no one gets angry at them if they decide to ignore you because that is just their nature.

I probably could think of many more, feel free to contribute in the comments but for now I must get back to some other things!

PS- spell check isn't working right now, I think it has lost all faith in me. Sorry for the likely disaster this has caused you and your grammatically inclined self.

Plans and House Cats

I am one page view away from 200! That is pretty exciting! Even if it was my mother 196 of those times and S another 3 and C the other 1 its still 200 views and that makes me feel special in a silly egotistical way.

The next step would be if any of you readers are not directly related to me (or even if you are its nice to hear from you) please leave me some comments. Preferably not means ones because that's not always fun but let me know if there are things you want to me discuss, or if you want me to draw you a picture I will for sure attempt to.

In exciting technology news, I am currently looking into getting a tablet (the kind you draw on for computers) for my computer! This will allow me to make drawings that are 100% nicer to look at and way easier to transfer to a Tshirt for my store. Granted the market for a shirt with a singing Batman and Elvis may be limited, but at least I will be able to provide something new? I will keep you posted on this development. With my birthday approaching quickly it is a definite possibility. I have been interested in these things for years from when I used to do a lot of photo editing before my photography prof humiliated me after I quit his course due to a panic-attack-induced melt down. But either way, these little doodle-pads seem like an ideal if not excessively fancy tool that I could use to make all my pictures more impressive. Although I am sure that I will still have lots of post-it art and excellent paint drawings however the process of putting those onto merchandise in my store is practically impossible so once I figure out the tablet (should I get one) then I will make lots of things. Hence another reason to make requests...

I am not really sure what to talk about right now. None of this is going to make any sense because I am pretty distracted about thinking solely about the potential to see my doodles appearing on a neat shirt. Happy birthday dear sister, here is a shirt of an angry unicorn! Best sister ever award is sure to come my way.

I suppose I will clarify something: Dear Ipad people, I am aware that I recently was whining about people and technology, and how there's a bit too much of it everywhere. But the thing is, when you Ipad people bring your Ipad in its giant case on a tiny inflatable boat and flail its case in front of my view of the whales, that is not okay. Technology is an excellent thing. I am all about the technology - to an extent. I have my blackberry (granted its three years old but still somehow works). I have two laptops because I am too lazy to carry around my big one. I own three digital cameras of varying sizes. I have an Ipod that I got for free. I have a PVR because they are among my top ten favourite inventions. I am all about the technology. However I am all about technology at appropriate times.

How often have you walked down the street and seen some dumb person strolling with their Iphone attempting to type out some witty remark about how they liked something before it was cool and watched them walk into a sign/person/street filled with oncoming traffic?

How often have you been hanging out with a friend in the real-life world (aka in person) and they spend 90% of their time chatting with someone else on their phone?

The big thing when I was a teenager was that the Internet was just getting cool. I had dial up Internet and all we did was basically this. We all had out little blogs and would complain about how much we hated homework and how unfair it is that we weren't just like everyone else. But the thing was, when you had people over, there would always be one person who would sneak onto your computer and hang around on it. Its not like today where there is facebook, twitter, tumblr, YouTube, blogger etc. It was just google.. and neopets. I don't remember what I used to do. A lot of MSN chats I think. Neopets wasn't cool after grade 8 or so but everyone totally played with it when they were bored enough.

Anyways I have gotten off my lackluster topic.

The thing about technology, is people need to find the balance. When your with people, be WITH people. You don't need to look at your phone every second of every day. Granted I am guilty of this all the time, as the awkward silence and me don't do well because should my social anxiety flare up bad things happen so I look at my phone sometimes to keep my brain busy. Still, this is a lazy excuse to say I am addicted to my phone.

I just take a particular grudge with the Ipad people because its so excessively large, and so unnecessary and they tend to be the most absorbed techno-addicts and they scare me.

Anyways, enough whining about Ipads for a while. they can't be so bad... I have never even actually seen one close enough to touch. I just dislike the users. But in all reality, I dislike most people. Except you. You are reading this and have somehow made it to the end of this rambling post of garbage and whining. You will be rewarded in a future life by being reborn as a house cat. They totally have the best lives don't doubt me. I know Buddhists say human world is better for enlightenment and all, but cat-world dictates otherwise. I am not even a cat person and I know they have the sweet life.

For a secondary and probably slightly less annoying tangent, here are seven reasons why house cat is one of the best things to be reborn as:

1. They sleep roughly 23 hours a day
2. No one gets angry at them for sleeping
3. They are cute (most of the time)
4. The funnier they look the more cute they are
5. People love to pet them (disclaimer, unless allergic)
6. They are the King/Queen of the house (don't agree? tell me again how you scoop your cats crap. That's what I thought)
7. They only need to be social when they feel like it, and no one gets angry at them if they decide to ignore you because that is just their nature.

I probably could think of many more, feel free to contribute in the comments but for now I must get back to some other things!

PS- spell check isn't working right now, I think it has lost all faith in me. Sorry for the likely disaster this has caused you and your grammatically inclined self.

Dinner Party

In the grand tradition of celebrating mundane accomplishments by serving some roasted creature on a bed of rice, I thought I would have a dinner party. Then, I remember I cannot cook, nor do I want to. I also have a messy house and little desire to clean it. SO, instead of all that mess, I figured that I could just imagine a much more interesting dinner party for you lovely folks and then we can all be invited.

So, now imagine my surprise when the first guest shows up 15 minutes early. I rush to the door apron still on and my heels clear across the room. As I pull the door open a lovely and giggling Meryl Streep jumps into the house in her overalls from Mama Mia. She smiles as she looks at my domesticated outfit and without a word she heads towards my kitchen to stir the potatoes.

I follow her in greeting her politely as she begins to slice the roast beast. She tells me stories of working with every actor ever and somehow transforms my meal from boring to extravagant. When she notices my shock and awe, she simple giggles and says "I didn't play Julia Childs for three months without learning a thing or two, now hand me you cooking torch." To which I reply "Meryl Streep I do not have such a thing." She then replies, "Don't worry, I will text Elvis to bring one as he lives just up the street."

Within moments Elvis arrives, politely knocking. He hands me a bottle of wine that looks very expensive and passes Meryl the torch. She proceeds to flambe some fancy dessert while Elvis sets up karaoke in the living room.

As I stand stunned between my kitchen and living room the door bell rings again. When I answer the door no one is there. I close the door in confusion but when I turn around Batman is standing directly behind me, close enough to smell the Kevlar.

"You should be more careful" He growled as his grimace broke. He proceeded to the living room to sing with Elvis as I heard some other voice in the kitchen. When I walk in Mr. Bean is eyeing the turkey that seemingly appeared fully cooked from nowhere. As he began to approach it Meryl grabs a spatula and initiates a tiny sword fight after throwing him a wooden spoon.

Tyra Banks walks into the house fiercely cat walking up the halls, stopping briefly to smize in my direction. I sneak past her to open the door, greeting Tom Hanks and Tim Allen as they discuss the significant contribution Toy Story made to the world.

When Wolverine shows up moments later, Meryl has him carve the turkey and roast while we all take out seats. The conversations at dinner including Tom Hanks, Tim Allen, Wolverine, Batman, Elvis, Meryl Streep, Tyra Banks, Mr. Bean and myself were more then anyone could handle so I will just have to leave you to imagine what the eight of us would discuss.

Dinner Party

In the grand tradition of celebrating mundane accomplishments by serving some roasted creature on a bed of rice, I thought I would have a dinner party. Then, I remember I cannot cook, nor do I want to. I also have a messy house and little desire to clean it. SO, instead of all that mess, I figured that I could just imagine a much more interesting dinner party for you lovely folks and then we can all be invited.

So, now imagine my surprise when the first guest shows up 15 minutes early. I rush to the door apron still on and my heels clear across the room. As I pull the door open a lovely and giggling Meryl Streep jumps into the house in her overalls from Mama Mia. She smiles as she looks at my domesticated outfit and without a word she heads towards my kitchen to stir the potatoes.

I follow her in greeting her politely as she begins to slice the roast beast. She tells me stories of working with every actor ever and somehow transforms my meal from boring to extravagant. When she notices my shock and awe, she simple giggles and says "I didn't play Julia Childs for three months without learning a thing or two, now hand me you cooking torch." To which I reply "Meryl Streep I do not have such a thing." She then replies, "Don't worry, I will text Elvis to bring one as he lives just up the street."

Within moments Elvis arrives, politely knocking. He hands me a bottle of wine that looks very expensive and passes Meryl the torch. She proceeds to flambe some fancy dessert while Elvis sets up karaoke in the living room.

As I stand stunned between my kitchen and living room the door bell rings again. When I answer the door no one is there. I close the door in confusion but when I turn around Batman is standing directly behind me, close enough to smell the Kevlar.

"You should be more careful" He growled as his grimace broke. He proceeded to the living room to sing with Elvis as I heard some other voice in the kitchen. When I walk in Mr. Bean is eyeing the turkey that seemingly appeared fully cooked from nowhere. As he began to approach it Meryl grabs a spatula and initiates a tiny sword fight after throwing him a wooden spoon.

Tyra Banks walks into the house fiercely cat walking up the halls, stopping briefly to smize in my direction. I sneak past her to open the door, greeting Tom Hanks and Tim Allen as they discuss the significant contribution Toy Story made to the world.

When Wolverine shows up moments later, Meryl has him carve the turkey and roast while we all take out seats. The conversations at dinner including Tom Hanks, Tim Allen, Wolverine, Batman, Elvis, Meryl Streep, Tyra Banks, Mr. Bean and myself were more then anyone could handle so I will just have to leave you to imagine what the eight of us would discuss.

The Unicorn and the Couch Monkey

I tried to find a fun Mad Libs website to give you a fun post but they all kind of suck.
Here is a heart wrenching tale of the lengths one must go to to discover their true unicorn.

 

the unicorn and the couch monkey

ONCE upon a time there was a prince who wanted to marry a unicorn; but she would have to be a real unicorn. He ate all over the world to find one, but nowhere could he get what he wanted. There were unicornes enough, but it was difficult to find out whether they were real ones. There was always something about them that was not as it should be. So he came home again and was sad, for he would have liked very much to have a real unicorn.
One evening a terrible storm came on; there was thunder and lightning, and the rain poured down in torrents. Suddenly a knocking was heard at the city gate, and the old king went to open it.
It was a unicorn standing out there in front of the gate. But, good gracious! what a sight the rain and the wind had made his look. The water ran down from his hair and clothes; it ran down into the toes of his shoes and out again at the heels. And yet she said that she was a real unicorn.
"Well, we'll soon find that out," thought the old queen. But she said nothing, went into the bed-room, took all the bedding off the bedstead, and laid a couch monkey on the bottom; then she took twenty mattresses and laid them on the couch monkey, and then twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.
On this the unicorn had to lie all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept.
"Oh, very badly!" said she. "I have scarcely closed my eyes all night. Heaven only knows what was in the bed, but I was lying on something hard, so that I am black and blue all over my body. It's horrible!"
Now they knew that she was a real unicorn because she had felt the couch monkey right through the twenty mattresses and the twenty eider-down beds.
Nobody but a real unicorn could be as sensitive as that.
So the prince took his for his Sorcerer, for now he knew that he had a real unicorn; and the couch monkey was put in the museum, where it may still be seen, if no one has stolen it.
There, that is a true story.

Thats not the greatest mad libs ever.. the good mad libs sites seem to be blocked from my computer which is stupid.. I will make my own. Someone please leave a comment filling in the following so I can see the hilarity. Don't look down until you pick your words!:

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(Copy paste this all into your comments so I can read them and be amused! I will do an example at the end but its a bit like cheating because I wrote the paragraph...)


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As you __(verb)__ through the __(place)___ you stumbled upon a __(noun)___.
When you tried to __(verb)__ it started __(verb-ing)__.
You __(verb-ed)__ at it, "You __(adjective)__, __(adjective)__, __(verb-er)__ !
You get away from me or I will __(verb)__ you __(adverb)__ !"
A __(noun)__ started to __(verb)__ around the __(noun)__.
You got __(adjective)__ and __(verb-ed)__ to the __(place)__ and made it there by __(Time of day).


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Did you do yours? If not please do it? It will be so fun for me to have comments of greatness. THANKS!



Verb ending in ed: Waddled
Place: Mexico
Noun: Godzilla
Verb: pet
Verb ending in ing: whistling
Verb ending in ed: disco danced
Adjective: filthy
Adjective: mustached
Noun: tulip
Verb: punch
Adverb ending in ly: quietly
Noun: Frisbee
Verb: orbit
Noun: mustache
Adjective: loud
Verb ending in ed: skipped
Place: Walmart
Time of day: 4:15 pm


As you __waddled__ through the _Mexico_ you stumbled upon a __Godzilla___.
When you tried to __pet__ it started __whistling__.
You __disco dances__ at it, "You __filthy__, __mustached__, __tulip__ !
You get away from me or I will __punch__ you __quietly__ !"
A __frisbee__ started to __orbit__ around the __mustache__.
You got __loud__ and __skipped__ to the __Walmart__ and made it there by __4:15pm__.

Its still funny if you cheat.. It doesn't take much to amuse me... and me disco dancing at a Godzilla is more then enough.

Until next time folks!

The Unicorn and the Couch Monkey

I tried to find a fun Mad Libs website to give you a fun post but they all kind of suck.
Here is a heart wrenching tale of the lengths one must go to to discover their true unicorn.

 

the unicorn and the couch monkey

ONCE upon a time there was a prince who wanted to marry a unicorn; but she would have to be a real unicorn. He ate all over the world to find one, but nowhere could he get what he wanted. There were unicornes enough, but it was difficult to find out whether they were real ones. There was always something about them that was not as it should be. So he came home again and was sad, for he would have liked very much to have a real unicorn.
One evening a terrible storm came on; there was thunder and lightning, and the rain poured down in torrents. Suddenly a knocking was heard at the city gate, and the old king went to open it.
It was a unicorn standing out there in front of the gate. But, good gracious! what a sight the rain and the wind had made his look. The water ran down from his hair and clothes; it ran down into the toes of his shoes and out again at the heels. And yet she said that she was a real unicorn.
"Well, we'll soon find that out," thought the old queen. But she said nothing, went into the bed-room, took all the bedding off the bedstead, and laid a couch monkey on the bottom; then she took twenty mattresses and laid them on the couch monkey, and then twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.
On this the unicorn had to lie all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept.
"Oh, very badly!" said she. "I have scarcely closed my eyes all night. Heaven only knows what was in the bed, but I was lying on something hard, so that I am black and blue all over my body. It's horrible!"
Now they knew that she was a real unicorn because she had felt the couch monkey right through the twenty mattresses and the twenty eider-down beds.
Nobody but a real unicorn could be as sensitive as that.
So the prince took his for his Sorcerer, for now he knew that he had a real unicorn; and the couch monkey was put in the museum, where it may still be seen, if no one has stolen it.
There, that is a true story.

Thats not the greatest mad libs ever.. the good mad libs sites seem to be blocked from my computer which is stupid.. I will make my own. Someone please leave a comment filling in the following so I can see the hilarity. Don't look down until you pick your words!:

FILL IN FIRST:

(Copy paste this all into your comments so I can read them and be amused! I will do an example at the end but its a bit like cheating because I wrote the paragraph...)


Verb ending in ed:
Place:
Noun:
Verb:
Verb ending in ing:
Verb ending in ed:
Adjective:
Adjective:
Verb ending in er:
Verb:
Adverb:
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Time of day:



Have you filled in your words yet? No... then stop scrolling you big ol'cheater! Only I may cheat!







As you __(verb)__ through the __(place)___ you stumbled upon a __(noun)___.
When you tried to __(verb)__ it started __(verb-ing)__.
You __(verb-ed)__ at it, "You __(adjective)__, __(adjective)__, __(verb-er)__ !
You get away from me or I will __(verb)__ you __(adverb)__ !"
A __(noun)__ started to __(verb)__ around the __(noun)__.
You got __(adjective)__ and __(verb-ed)__ to the __(place)__ and made it there by __(Time of day).


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READ THIS AFTER YOU DO YOURS FIRST OTHERWISE ITS STILL CHEATING!