- i love you, justin bobby. especially after that Costa Rica episode. i wont judge you and will never question you. i promise.
- its awkward when my boss walks into my office and my computer screen reads "Beginners Guide to Keeping Seahorses"
- build-it-yourself = break-it-yourself-then-buy-a-new-one.
- i dont like how i can directly see into apartments in the Santa Maria at night. i look over my shoulder in a creepy manner sometimes to see if anyone can in fact see me as well.
- i am going to the Lady Gaga concert in one week with my very own Lady Gaga. I am dressing as Gaga in Poker Face and Ash is dressing as herself.
- Regions bank is lending a lot of money to businesses and people. including loans for boat purchases. this looms over me like a dark rain cloud of temptation.
- when the girls from the office came over for dinner and drinks last Friday, i introduced them to 'Never Have I ever'.....i can never look at them the same. wrong move, nic.
- "if you really loved me you'd buy me a Rumba", are words i never thought id say.
- calling my sister, andi, who is in college for the first time and hearing her say "hey, cool, every things great, talk to you later" makes me understand why parents get frustated with one word answers. TELL ME MORE!!
- rule #1. when making up excuses for being late, confirm your alibis. thank you, percy avetrani, and zak mann for the assist.
- if you are interested in selling your business, contact me. (yes, that sounded like a cheesy car salesman line but i meant it.)
- i wake up greedy Monday mornings solely to get me through the week and keep me motivated. you should try it, it'll give you an entire new perspective towards the business world and the corporate rat-race. but please dont make it a mon-sun routine. no one likes those kinda people.
- 'I am..I can..I will' is written on the post-it note attached to my computer. my coworkers roll their eyes at me and i respond with 'shutup loserface'
- Buddha Bar CD, Pinot Grigio, my candle latern, and the moon make for a perfect evening.
- someone sent me a link to the song Drake-Fancy and said 'here, this is for you'. um best compliment ever?
- looking at my co-worker, alex, and telling him ' i think today is cookie day' is my favorite thing to do. especially the few times he obliges and goes to Subway to buy us cookies.
- my ear and pony tail made it on the cover of Corporate Run Results booklet. My boss and Alex are smack dab front and center. Im pretty sure those are the makings of a successful team captain.
- i have no dvd player and insist that OnDemand replaces that cost equally. please don't tell me otherwise.
- one of my favorite observations about my friends and i is how we like to avoid others at all cost. texts such as "im in publix hiding from _____ cause i dont wanna say hi" and "please call this number first to see who it is" or "oh no im walking down the street and i see _____ please talk to me to distract". such people-persons we are.
- my list of priorities for my home furnishings are as follows : seahorse aquarium, two seperate art works for dining room walls, Tv for my room. oh, seahorses.
thats all. alex is here with my cookie. ttfn, ta ta for now.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Hostess with the Mostess
Not sure how I did this to myself but before I even moved in, I already had invited the girls in my office to a House Warming Dinner Party at mi casa.
this is how it went:
"hey janice, tell the girls id like to invite them over on the 25th to my new apartment for a dinner party, we can have dinner and drinks and then go out somewhere on Brickell. itll be fun"
" YOU COOK??"
"i mean..yea...kinda...err..i will, youll see"
whoops. I do this all the time. i claim cooking victory yet only know how to cook chicken (plain), steak (plain but i put A1 on the side), and an egg, cheese, and bacon breakfast sandwich (they're questionable.) I refuse to admit im not an expert cook so i say i cook and then 24 hours prior to my cooking 'gig', i research and stalk my mom with questions on the recipe.
Just call me the lieing cookin' bandit. in fact, now that i come to think of it, whenever someone asks me "do you know how to______", i say yes. Not because im a compulsive liar, but because i refuse to not know how to do something. so in the chance i do say yes, i learn instantly .but i fess up. i dont cook. I KNOW how to, but i just dont on a regular basis. Id much rather go out to eat, eat a lean cuisine, or have someone else cook. Or I think it sounds better saying 'i just dont have the time' which actually, i dont.
so for tonight's gig, i am doing Lemon Chicken alla SimplyRecipes.com
Wish me, my guests, and my kitchen luck. Im excited to be a hostess though, i love hospitality, its weird cause i hate doing anything for my friends such as getting them a glass of water or bringing them a snack but for 3rd level friends? "Sure! Would you like anything else?"Its my people-pleaser persona that comes into play.
On a side note, tomorrow the fam and I are going to Sarasota to take my sister, andrea, to Pre- College at Ringling College of Art and Design. I'm flabbergasted this is all happening. Shes my lil one and i just cant fathom the fact she will be on her own for an entire month. I give my parents huge kudos for being so amazing as to give her this experience in the first place.
As ive said before, Andi has Asperger's Autism. Its the slightest form of Autism and is only noticed in her social behavior, hence her awkward, brilliant, artistic mind. Art is her form of communication with society and she does it brilliantly. We are so lucky she found a great love in that because a benefit of Asperger's is that it lets you fully devote yourself to your passion/obsession which in her case happens to be Art. She is going to be a MAJOR film director, animator, writer. Her teachers in the Coral Reef Art magnet program are completely and utterly fascinated with her and have sent her work to all the major animation universities in the world. Since she is only about to be a senior, my parents wanted her to begin the 'socialization' process the summer before she is ambushed with such a different environment; Something not many parents with a specially-challenged kid would do. They dont believe in sheltering or treating her differently and i love them for that.
Im so proud and honored to be related to such a genius with the kindest heart. Shes had to go through alot dealing with the private school girls and their hair ribbons so this is going to be a wonderful opportunity to be surrounded by people who finally share in her same interests.
Especially since Artsy people never judge, theyre far too good for that. lol.
this is how it went:
"hey janice, tell the girls id like to invite them over on the 25th to my new apartment for a dinner party, we can have dinner and drinks and then go out somewhere on Brickell. itll be fun"
" YOU COOK??"
"i mean..yea...kinda...err..i will, youll see"
whoops. I do this all the time. i claim cooking victory yet only know how to cook chicken (plain), steak (plain but i put A1 on the side), and an egg, cheese, and bacon breakfast sandwich (they're questionable.) I refuse to admit im not an expert cook so i say i cook and then 24 hours prior to my cooking 'gig', i research and stalk my mom with questions on the recipe.
Just call me the lieing cookin' bandit. in fact, now that i come to think of it, whenever someone asks me "do you know how to______", i say yes. Not because im a compulsive liar, but because i refuse to not know how to do something. so in the chance i do say yes, i learn instantly .but i fess up. i dont cook. I KNOW how to, but i just dont on a regular basis. Id much rather go out to eat, eat a lean cuisine, or have someone else cook. Or I think it sounds better saying 'i just dont have the time' which actually, i dont.
so for tonight's gig, i am doing Lemon Chicken alla SimplyRecipes.com
Wish me, my guests, and my kitchen luck. Im excited to be a hostess though, i love hospitality, its weird cause i hate doing anything for my friends such as getting them a glass of water or bringing them a snack but for 3rd level friends? "Sure! Would you like anything else?"Its my people-pleaser persona that comes into play.
On a side note, tomorrow the fam and I are going to Sarasota to take my sister, andrea, to Pre- College at Ringling College of Art and Design. I'm flabbergasted this is all happening. Shes my lil one and i just cant fathom the fact she will be on her own for an entire month. I give my parents huge kudos for being so amazing as to give her this experience in the first place.
As ive said before, Andi has Asperger's Autism. Its the slightest form of Autism and is only noticed in her social behavior, hence her awkward, brilliant, artistic mind. Art is her form of communication with society and she does it brilliantly. We are so lucky she found a great love in that because a benefit of Asperger's is that it lets you fully devote yourself to your passion/obsession which in her case happens to be Art. She is going to be a MAJOR film director, animator, writer. Her teachers in the Coral Reef Art magnet program are completely and utterly fascinated with her and have sent her work to all the major animation universities in the world. Since she is only about to be a senior, my parents wanted her to begin the 'socialization' process the summer before she is ambushed with such a different environment; Something not many parents with a specially-challenged kid would do. They dont believe in sheltering or treating her differently and i love them for that.
Im so proud and honored to be related to such a genius with the kindest heart. Shes had to go through alot dealing with the private school girls and their hair ribbons so this is going to be a wonderful opportunity to be surrounded by people who finally share in her same interests.
Especially since Artsy people never judge, theyre far too good for that. lol.
Have a great weekend :)
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
10,000.
My blog has hit 10,000 views!
in commemoration, here are some random facts/thoughts about my blog:
-On average, each post has about 150 views and i think i can whole heartedly say my viewers are 25% friends and family, 50% randoms, 25% foes.
-I also think (or hope) some people open my blog just to listen to the playlist.
-some people send me messages opening with "i hope you dont think im a stalker but...."
and i love it. i dont find anyone to be a stalker/lurker/creeper. thats what FB is for, to explore the people in your community and see how much you have or dont have in common with complete strangers. its vonderful.
-i want to write my blog forever, and i dont want to cringe when i read it in forty years like i cringe when i read my 5th grade diary. not because of bad grammar or spelling but because i had nothing worth noting. (maybe im a lil harsh on my fifth grade self, i mean whats really worth noting during that age?)
-im absolultey terrified of sharing political opinions on my blog even though im HIGHLY opinionated. Because, if someone were to respond with differing opinions, that would start the War of the Worlds. Im still at the immaturity level in which i need to have the final say so this battle would go on forever.I learned after the Bush Election in 2004 to keep my mouth shut when it comes to arguing. I think i lost about 8 years of my life from the stress and anxiety of my debates. These days, i try to follow the adage: 'To each his own' (ugh.)
-My blog will probably be called Prime 24 forever. 24 was highly memorable and one of the worst years so far. I like how i had all these expectations of being in my prime before I turned that age and how in fact i ended up being so far behind from it. Its a reminder to me that we know absolutely NOTHING. and how beautiful that statement really is.
-my favorite time to blog is after a frustrating moment at work. I need that adrenaline to get me through the entire post and i need the writing process to calm me down and re-set my focus. no one in my office knows i blog. its my lil secret. maybe one day ill let them in on this...i think theyd be in shock as alot of people are when they read my thoughts.
- The song that plays with each post is picked specifically for that post for whatever reason. nothing is random. to me, it flows perfectly well.
-subconsciously i think I started writing this blog because i felt 'misunderstood' by the vast majority of people. the irony to me is that blogging feels self-righteous and that is precisely what some people think i am. oi vai.
- I keep re-writing a post entitled, 'Letter to my 10 year old self' . I may or may not just keep it to myself. I'm not sure, its been really hard to write for whatever reason.
- Another post ive been working on consists of deep questions from my best friends. some questions are "why do you like to torture yourself?", "why are you so selfish sometimes?", "how do you like such extremely opposite things at the same time". you can see why this is a work in progress; its a self-psychoanalization in progress.
- my favorite posts to re-read are the ones about my friends
- the most fun post to write was the questionnaire
- my least favorite post to write was the one about airports; i dont know, it just bothers me to re-read it. it sounds dumb when i read it again.
- i cringe every single time i post my status update with my new blog post. it feels a lil "Look at me! these are my thoughts!" but i mean....what else am i supposed to do? if i didnt blog with purpose to entertain my friends/family/foes/randoms, i wouldn't blog at all. my private blog made it to 3 posts before i quit.
....that's all. thanks for reading my stupid/random/sincere/weird/fantastical thoughts. for whatever reason you do read this blog, i hope you continue and i hope i can relate to you in some way or another or inspire you to write in some way or another. Trust me, this blog is the best gift ill ever give my 60 year old self.
and now, i leave you with one of my favorite quotes.
“ Know yourself fully before making promises to another. Make many mistakes so you’ll know the right decision when it really matters. Know when to hold on and when to let go. Love hard and often, and without reservation. Seek knowledge. Open yourself up to possibility. Keep your heart open, your head high and your spirit free. Embrace your darkness along with your light. Never mislead anyone, especially yourself. Have the courage to admit when you’re wrong. Awaken to the brilliance of ordinary moments. See goodness in the world. Strive to be your best. Be bold. Be grateful. Be wild and gloriously free. Be you. "- Jeannete LeBlanc
in commemoration, here are some random facts/thoughts about my blog:
-On average, each post has about 150 views and i think i can whole heartedly say my viewers are 25% friends and family, 50% randoms, 25% foes.
-I also think (or hope) some people open my blog just to listen to the playlist.
-some people send me messages opening with "i hope you dont think im a stalker but...."
and i love it. i dont find anyone to be a stalker/lurker/creeper. thats what FB is for, to explore the people in your community and see how much you have or dont have in common with complete strangers. its vonderful.
-i want to write my blog forever, and i dont want to cringe when i read it in forty years like i cringe when i read my 5th grade diary. not because of bad grammar or spelling but because i had nothing worth noting. (maybe im a lil harsh on my fifth grade self, i mean whats really worth noting during that age?)
-im absolultey terrified of sharing political opinions on my blog even though im HIGHLY opinionated. Because, if someone were to respond with differing opinions, that would start the War of the Worlds. Im still at the immaturity level in which i need to have the final say so this battle would go on forever.I learned after the Bush Election in 2004 to keep my mouth shut when it comes to arguing. I think i lost about 8 years of my life from the stress and anxiety of my debates. These days, i try to follow the adage: 'To each his own' (ugh.)
-My blog will probably be called Prime 24 forever. 24 was highly memorable and one of the worst years so far. I like how i had all these expectations of being in my prime before I turned that age and how in fact i ended up being so far behind from it. Its a reminder to me that we know absolutely NOTHING. and how beautiful that statement really is.
-my favorite time to blog is after a frustrating moment at work. I need that adrenaline to get me through the entire post and i need the writing process to calm me down and re-set my focus. no one in my office knows i blog. its my lil secret. maybe one day ill let them in on this...i think theyd be in shock as alot of people are when they read my thoughts.
- The song that plays with each post is picked specifically for that post for whatever reason. nothing is random. to me, it flows perfectly well.
-subconsciously i think I started writing this blog because i felt 'misunderstood' by the vast majority of people. the irony to me is that blogging feels self-righteous and that is precisely what some people think i am. oi vai.
- I keep re-writing a post entitled, 'Letter to my 10 year old self' . I may or may not just keep it to myself. I'm not sure, its been really hard to write for whatever reason.
- Another post ive been working on consists of deep questions from my best friends. some questions are "why do you like to torture yourself?", "why are you so selfish sometimes?", "how do you like such extremely opposite things at the same time". you can see why this is a work in progress; its a self-psychoanalization in progress.
- my favorite posts to re-read are the ones about my friends
- the most fun post to write was the questionnaire
- my least favorite post to write was the one about airports; i dont know, it just bothers me to re-read it. it sounds dumb when i read it again.
- i cringe every single time i post my status update with my new blog post. it feels a lil "Look at me! these are my thoughts!" but i mean....what else am i supposed to do? if i didnt blog with purpose to entertain my friends/family/foes/randoms, i wouldn't blog at all. my private blog made it to 3 posts before i quit.
....that's all. thanks for reading my stupid/random/sincere/weird/fantastical thoughts. for whatever reason you do read this blog, i hope you continue and i hope i can relate to you in some way or another or inspire you to write in some way or another. Trust me, this blog is the best gift ill ever give my 60 year old self.
and now, i leave you with one of my favorite quotes.
“ Know yourself fully before making promises to another. Make many mistakes so you’ll know the right decision when it really matters. Know when to hold on and when to let go. Love hard and often, and without reservation. Seek knowledge. Open yourself up to possibility. Keep your heart open, your head high and your spirit free. Embrace your darkness along with your light. Never mislead anyone, especially yourself. Have the courage to admit when you’re wrong. Awaken to the brilliance of ordinary moments. See goodness in the world. Strive to be your best. Be bold. Be grateful. Be wild and gloriously free. Be you. "- Jeannete LeBlanc
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Recent Happenings
The amount of blogs I've written yet havent posted far exceeds the amount I've actually posted.
i just cant seem to concentrate lately. or i do but then i get sidetracked and can never go back to my unfinished post and finish it. its driving me INSANE and giving me severe anxiety, i absolutely hate not writing especially when i feel like i have so much to write about.
I've moved in and settled into MY new place. I'm very proud of myself, but this wasn't until after my mom bitch slapped me into reality. On the day of the move, after everything was unpacked, couch was set up, tables, bed, etc. I looked at the TV i had bought the night before and said 'ugh, i want a bigger one.' Then my mother said ' no seas tan come-mierda, you bought this all on your own, be proud". and then, i was proud. oh mom, such tact in all her words.
I'm truly content in my new home, it feels like me. I wake up happy and go to sleep even happier, no creepy sounds or strange feelings of living alone. I go to sleep with the Miami Skyline as my nightlight and wake up to Biscayne Bay as my alarm clock. Ive arrived into a place i can glady call my own. Granted, my TV is still sitting on the floor and my fridge only contains three bottles of wine, two lean cuisines, and bottle of Perrier- Jouet (thanks, Dad!), but all in all, everything is in its place. Now i just have to figure out how im going to get every piece of art from Z Gallery onto my wall, Ive considered selling me soul to the devil but i think ill save that for when i have to get my new car.
Because who is the genius that leases a car for 36,000 miles and is already at 44,200 miles with still two months left? ME. Nicole Cunningham. I am the genius. I went to the dealership yesterday to cry to them to figure something out so I wouldnt have to shell out tons of buckos to cover my mileage and they 'attempted' to give me a deal. The manager told me i was the 'most intense young lady' hes ever met and that i made him feel bad about himself the entire time as if everything were his fault. I mean that's what I call a victory (jk.) We negotiated something but it would require me turning in my car this week and i dont know....
i love my Roxy, shes my companion. i come home and sometimes sit in her for an additional 15 minutes with the top down just listening to music. I feel like i haven't taken advantage of the convertible aspect enough so until i turn her in, i will drive with the top down wherever i go (that's probably a lie but just go with it)
The parentals say its time for me to get an 'adult four door' car but im not ready to cross that bridge yet. The dealer said im one of the few 25 year olds that goes in looking for a 2 seater or 2 door "i see you dont plan on having children any time soon" - "You are correct in that judgement, sir"
We'll see though. I may surprise everyone, even myself, and get a 'sedan' but those chances arent likely. Aside from new car, new apartment, everything else is still the same. Work is going well, almost too well. I find myself excited for Monday mornings and can just see the stereotypical woman I appear to be evolving into "corporate woman in her mid-twenties with a cold-heart and nothing in the fridge but wine'...oh and no pets. I just cant bother.
lol. I saw myself this way from an early age so maybe we live up to these standards we set for ourselves or subconsciously evolve into them. I'm just a skeptic when it comes to love, marriage, and children. Ill take the family, friends, fun, and career. But as they say, you never know.Until I 'know', this is what im sticking to. We're only young once, right? We have our entire lives ahead of us to follow 'The Routine'
cue the violins....
(i dont know why my blog looks like this. it wasnt me. or maybe it was, but i didnt think it was going to be permanent. id never purposely allow 'sea foam green' to make its way onto here)
i just cant seem to concentrate lately. or i do but then i get sidetracked and can never go back to my unfinished post and finish it. its driving me INSANE and giving me severe anxiety, i absolutely hate not writing especially when i feel like i have so much to write about.
I've moved in and settled into MY new place. I'm very proud of myself, but this wasn't until after my mom bitch slapped me into reality. On the day of the move, after everything was unpacked, couch was set up, tables, bed, etc. I looked at the TV i had bought the night before and said 'ugh, i want a bigger one.' Then my mother said ' no seas tan come-mierda, you bought this all on your own, be proud". and then, i was proud. oh mom, such tact in all her words.
I'm truly content in my new home, it feels like me. I wake up happy and go to sleep even happier, no creepy sounds or strange feelings of living alone. I go to sleep with the Miami Skyline as my nightlight and wake up to Biscayne Bay as my alarm clock. Ive arrived into a place i can glady call my own. Granted, my TV is still sitting on the floor and my fridge only contains three bottles of wine, two lean cuisines, and bottle of Perrier- Jouet (thanks, Dad!), but all in all, everything is in its place. Now i just have to figure out how im going to get every piece of art from Z Gallery onto my wall, Ive considered selling me soul to the devil but i think ill save that for when i have to get my new car.
Because who is the genius that leases a car for 36,000 miles and is already at 44,200 miles with still two months left? ME. Nicole Cunningham. I am the genius. I went to the dealership yesterday to cry to them to figure something out so I wouldnt have to shell out tons of buckos to cover my mileage and they 'attempted' to give me a deal. The manager told me i was the 'most intense young lady' hes ever met and that i made him feel bad about himself the entire time as if everything were his fault. I mean that's what I call a victory (jk.) We negotiated something but it would require me turning in my car this week and i dont know....
i love my Roxy, shes my companion. i come home and sometimes sit in her for an additional 15 minutes with the top down just listening to music. I feel like i haven't taken advantage of the convertible aspect enough so until i turn her in, i will drive with the top down wherever i go (that's probably a lie but just go with it)
The parentals say its time for me to get an 'adult four door' car but im not ready to cross that bridge yet. The dealer said im one of the few 25 year olds that goes in looking for a 2 seater or 2 door "i see you dont plan on having children any time soon" - "You are correct in that judgement, sir"
We'll see though. I may surprise everyone, even myself, and get a 'sedan' but those chances arent likely. Aside from new car, new apartment, everything else is still the same. Work is going well, almost too well. I find myself excited for Monday mornings and can just see the stereotypical woman I appear to be evolving into "corporate woman in her mid-twenties with a cold-heart and nothing in the fridge but wine'...oh and no pets. I just cant bother.
lol. I saw myself this way from an early age so maybe we live up to these standards we set for ourselves or subconsciously evolve into them. I'm just a skeptic when it comes to love, marriage, and children. Ill take the family, friends, fun, and career. But as they say, you never know.Until I 'know', this is what im sticking to. We're only young once, right? We have our entire lives ahead of us to follow 'The Routine'
cue the violins....
(i dont know why my blog looks like this. it wasnt me. or maybe it was, but i didnt think it was going to be permanent. id never purposely allow 'sea foam green' to make its way onto here)
Monday, June 7, 2010
lazy one-liners
im moving on June 15th to my own apartment. I set this date back in May and because im the ultimate positive thinker, master of the universe, devoted apprentice to the law of attraction, i got what i wanted. all i have so far? a bed and a night stand.
i hate every couch i see, but not until the morning after i originally fell in love with it. im on my second couch return.
in 6 months im going to be Manager of all Director of Client Relations of our offices in New York and West Palm Beach office. how bout dem apples?
I work in international tax and money management..refer everyone to ME or i wont be your friend. if you do, ill buy you rock shrimp. just once though. sorry.
ive only had 3 glasses of wine in 3 weeks. life is better waking up feeling amazing.
echosign.com is the worlds greatest tool. i get so mad every time i log on for not having invented it myself.
i want to start a company, the CUNNINGHAM CORPORATION just because that sounds cool.
im so excited to move. i decorate my apartment in my dreams yet find nothing ive dreamt about in reality. maybe the CUNNINGHAM CORPORATION will design furniture from dreams.
my mom found me my apartment specifically within "walking distance of St. Jude".....guess thats a sign.
I want to personally jump into my television when watching Whale Wars and turn into a vicious water ninja and kill the hunters.
women of facebook, please stop quoting songs that will make it to a "Now Thats What I Call Music Volume. 26" CD. i understand that you are bulletproof, and that you wish airplanes were shooting stars, and that usher-omg or whatever, but enough.
i love walking around my house and pointing out things to my parents that i plan on secretly taking to my apartment when i move. they genuinely get furious, and nervous.
http://www.1000awesomethings.com/ is the worlds greatest website ever. visit it and experience the awesome for yourself.
i hate every couch i see, but not until the morning after i originally fell in love with it. im on my second couch return.
in 6 months im going to be Manager of all Director of Client Relations of our offices in New York and West Palm Beach office. how bout dem apples?
I work in international tax and money management..refer everyone to ME or i wont be your friend. if you do, ill buy you rock shrimp. just once though. sorry.
ive only had 3 glasses of wine in 3 weeks. life is better waking up feeling amazing.
echosign.com is the worlds greatest tool. i get so mad every time i log on for not having invented it myself.
i want to start a company, the CUNNINGHAM CORPORATION just because that sounds cool.
im so excited to move. i decorate my apartment in my dreams yet find nothing ive dreamt about in reality. maybe the CUNNINGHAM CORPORATION will design furniture from dreams.
my mom found me my apartment specifically within "walking distance of St. Jude".....guess thats a sign.
I want to personally jump into my television when watching Whale Wars and turn into a vicious water ninja and kill the hunters.
women of facebook, please stop quoting songs that will make it to a "Now Thats What I Call Music Volume. 26" CD. i understand that you are bulletproof, and that you wish airplanes were shooting stars, and that usher-omg or whatever, but enough.
i love walking around my house and pointing out things to my parents that i plan on secretly taking to my apartment when i move. they genuinely get furious, and nervous.
http://www.1000awesomethings.com/ is the worlds greatest website ever. visit it and experience the awesome for yourself.
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