I made a mental list of the things I usually buy (or would buy) when I have money and it looked something like this:

1. Food
2. iMac desktop computer
3. Books/Magazines
4. DVDs/Box sets
5. Digital/Video camera
6. MP3 players
7. Television with built-in DVD player
8. Art supplies
9. Clothes and accessories

Mostly technical gadgets and geeky stuff. I hope I’m not alone.
What do you usually spend your money on?

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Have a great weekend!

• Sugar free Crystal Light juice is a great substitute for water.
• I’m broke.
• Catching up with old friends is fun, however… nothing beats being with my best friend.
• Making a layout is a huge pain in the ass.
• I miss painting.
• Applying to 3,327 jobs will get you nowhere fast.
• Some people need to take a break from Twitter (I totally include myself in this).
• I can’t live without DVR.
• Paula Abdul is useless on American Idol.
• I can spend an hour straight browsing Flickr. A lot.
• Chai tea tastes a little like coconut juice.
• You can never have too many pieces of underwear.
• Inside jokes are <3.
• Myspace will never go away.

That was my week in a nutshell (sort of). How was your week?

Today my sister and I went out for a couple of errands, mainly gathering supplies for her boyfriend’s upcoming birthday party. The man is 19 years old and my sister is throwing him a Batman themed birthday party. I don’t get it at all, but apparently, my sister finds this completely adorable.

We went to the party store and stocked up on Batman candles, plates, and a nice Batman balloon we’re hoping doesn’t die from here until Sunday. We had a delicious lunch at Panera where we discussed important matters gossiped about work. The sky was bright blue with lots of puffy white clouds and there was a nice breeze in the air for a change—it really lifted up my spirits.

P.S. Can you believe it’s May already?! Almost half of this year has come and gone, and I didn’t even realize it. Ah well, Happy May everyone.

Why must food taste so good? Why must I eat it more than once?! Why must I be punished for having that third helping of cake?! I JUST DON’T GET IT, IT WAS RIGHT THERE READILY AVAILABLE, WHY ALL THE HATE?!?!

It was, without a doubt, the worst idea I’ve had in days. I’m more determined to lose the chub, eat healthier, and maybe even work out than I’ve ever been. So as of this moment, I’m hiring some Losing the Chub Workout Buddies, and I’d love it if some of you would join me. Let me know?

Today I spent over ten minutes looking over the menu at this restaurant I love to eat at, Applebee’s, and it was ten minutes too many. My family would look over at me with their hungry eyes and quietly urge me to cut the shit, and I don’t blame them. After questioning my meal choice to see if it was what I really wanted, pondering the possible calories in the meal, and making a pros-and-cons list (mentally, of course), I decided on grilled cheese. Grilled cheese. I’m sorry, what?

Next time, I’ll look at the restaurant’s menu online to preserve my sanity, and that of the people I dine with. It’s only fair.

The Freedom Ship is similar to the cruise in that it’s on water, but that’s where the similarities end. It’s four times the size of the Queen Mary, it can house up to 60,000 people, and instead of cabins there are comfortable homes set up. The ship has a hospital, a small airplane hanger, a mall, and an actual school, just like a city. There’s also restaurants, casinos, nightclubs and theaters, as well as other recreation areas. The ship takes you all over the world, and hello, I wouldn’t mind seeing the world from the comfort of my own home, would you?

Hell, even working there sounds like a blast:

All of the ship’s employees will be given food, housing, uniforms, medical and dental care and a continuing education program.

Everything provided, not a care in the world. If you find your stay isn’t enjoyable, you could just leave the ship and go back to your old life (I doubt I’d want to). I would love nothing more than to be able to go up to the top deck with a book, relax, and enjoy the view as the ship sails past a gorgeous European city. Sigh, to be young and rich.

Zoom in

How regal does Leopold look in these pictures? I couldn’t resist posting these because the lighting was just so right, and actually worked in my favor for once. It looks like he’s on a velvet stool or something like that but it’s actually my shoulder. If only I had a Canon Rebel jebus knows I could take some really amazing shots but until I can afford it, I’ll just have to keep fighting with the Olympus I have now. Le sigh.

This entire morning was spent at the Craftster forums. I’m not proud of it or anything (because I really could be doing more productive things) but I just can’t stop clicking on threads and seeing random creative projects made by artsy people. I had my doubts, specifically because I read Becky’s crafster crap posts, but amidst the many lulz there are some really good projects in this forum, as well as tutorials to get your craft on. I’m glad I found yet another website to waste my time on (total lie). 

HOW THE HELL ARE YOU STILL DRIVING ON THE ROAD WITHOUT EXPERIENCING PAIN, A TICKET, OR DEATH!? JUST HOW.

• Blinkers have a specific, useful, purpose. Mainly, to avoid confusion on the road, five car pile ups, that type of thing. Before you decide to assrape me with your headlight, LET ME KNOW OF YOUR ASSHOLE INTENTIONS BEFOREHAND.
• Merging left to right over three whole lanes is fine when there’s no one around, but when there’s 2,437 of us? Cut the shit.
• While driving, please don’t TURN AROUND AND YELL AT YOUR CHILDREN. How do I put this in a phrase that you would understand? Oh, right. “BIG NO NO BITCH.”
• The left lane is for people who don’t follow the law. If you don’t fall under this category, MOVE TO THE FUCKING RIGHT WITH ALL THE OTHER PATIENT FOLK. FFS. 8 MORE HOURS TO GO, I DON’T. NEED. THIS. CRAP.

ASLDJFLSDK. Twelve hours is way too long to be on the road.

It sounds like a lot of fun, don’t get me wrong. I would just appreciate at least one or two days of warning (notice?) before you decide to hold this riveting competition again. Maybe a letter, a memo, or even a flyer? That way I can plan accordingly, stock up on the appropriate comfort food, select the correct type of diaper I think would be best for the occasion, and purchase the kind of medicine that would make a heroin addict jealous.

It’s just common courtesy. I take care of you, you take care of me, and everyone wins.

Sincerely, and almost begging,
Me (your landlord)