Update

Hmmm. I realize I haven't been around in a while, and I don't really have a firm reason why. I think I've just become obsessed with a variety of things, and then they end up sucking in all my time. There was a 4 week period where I was thinking about Paninis every spare second, and yes, there was an amazing proscuitto and brie panini that resulted in that focus, but I probably could have unraveled the space-time continuum if I was broadening my focus in other ways.

So here is a list of some of the things that are circulating in my brain as my next potential obsession.

1. Wrapping paper. It's so much more than a present covering. It's an actual present itself. I am obsessed as to why amazon.com does not have a large selection. And I am loving the container store selection. Also, Ribbon should be in it's own category, but I'm putting it here due to this corollary to the wrapping obsession... RIBBON is not plastic bows that you stick on a present with adhesive tabbies. It's long thin pretty ribbon you tie in a shoestring bow yourself. THAT is what makes a present.

2. Chinese Democracy. Not the album itself, but these fans who insist on proving they own something. Like that makes them a part of something bigger than just listening to music. It makes them cool...or does it? And since my boyfriend is on there as one of those GNR lovers, the answer is yes, baby...you are cool.

3. Pumpkin cheesecake ice cream. It just seems wrong. And yet, oh so right.

4. Dry skin. Which moisturizer is the best, and why? Is there a way to drink some cocktail of vitamins that will go straight to your skin and make it smooth? Why do I care? Why is my forearm totally moisturized, and my upper arm totally dry? Isnt all the skin connected? Or is there some rhyme and reason to my patchiness?

5. Obama's fireside chats. No, I haven't seen it, but it seems like a topic I COULD obsess on, that's why I seem to be avoiding watching it.

6. Facebook. It's just so....useless. And yet, there I am on it all the time.

7. These Burlesque costumes on ebay. They are awesome. I mean...awesome.

8. Ugg boots. I am getting to this concept about 4 years too late, but I LOVE my stupid little Target Ugg ripoffs.

9. Cheesecake Factory Louisiana Chicken Pasta.

10. Paninis. I don't think I'm done with this yet. I bought a panini maker, and now my obsession is expanding into crudites, and miniature sandwiches. This is a problem. Help me! At least help me eat what I make...

I predict...

NO ON 8!

Now back to your regularly scheduled silence...

Bucky

I could live in Starbucks.

They serve my ‘I must be specific about the amount of sugar pumps in my pumpkin spice latte without a grimace from you’ coffee needs, my lunchtime ‘I’m pretending I’m in paris eating a ham baguette with cherries’ sandwich needs, my ‘ I am attempting to be healthy so I’ll eat vegetables in dip which actually equals the calories in a sandwich’ needs, and now, they meet my ‘something which seems like a breakfast food that doesn’t come from mcdonalds’ needs.

They now serve oatmeal.

Sure, it’s the same instant kind I could get a the grocery store, and make at home. But it comes with dried fruit, and brown sugar packets, and nuts. And it’s just so darned cute.

And the calories are all marked! So I can see that when I’m trying to keep my breakfast at 200 calories, the brown sugar mix and dried fruit and nuts actually makes it 400 calories.

But what a perfect 400 calories it is.

If only they had fold-out beds.

What Rap has been missing...

omg. wow. um...

Why Norway Will Never be a Superpower...

Speaks for itself.

Why?

A good question, my friend. A very good question.

Like sands through the hourglass...

Santino passionately kissed Beth Phoenix. Beth Phoenix grabbed Santino's hair, and kissed him right back.

These are my stories.

Are Santino and Beth going to get together?
Is Cena dating Mickie? Or just friends? Why were her panties at his house?
What's going to happen to Edge and Vickie now that they're married and he's cheating on her?

Will Tom romance his younger sister accidentally? Will John steal Marlena from Roman? DId someone curse Luke & Laura's marraige? Is John really Stephano's half brother? were Stefan and Laura lovers and is Stefann possibly Nikolas' father? Did Laura kill Rick Webber? Is it all just a daydream by an autistic child looking at a snowglobe? Ooops....getting ahead of myself.

Yes, I am a WWE Opera fan.

Witness the moment between Santino and Beth. Wrestling, Kissing. Strange emotions in the air. It's got it all.

Don't judge me or I'll swanton bomb you.

Chekov had it easy

There's a moment when you're sick...a moment wherein you finally think 'enough is enough' and 'this is ridiculous' and 'I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore' and that moment for me happened last night when suddenly blood poured out of my ears.

I'm not talking Exorcist here - it wasn't some crazy horror-movie bleeding. And it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. But when you're realizing blood is coming out from a location it usually doesn't , you have to take pause and think 'well, that can't be good.'

There are things that should not go in or out of your ears. Wrath of Khan Chekov Bugs (yes, that's their official name) should never go in your ear. Blood should never come out of your ear.

SO that being said... it gave me pause, and it made me realize that now is the time to see a doctor. Blood out of ear = Doctor.

I have bad experiences with Doctors. They think I'm faking it. They say 'oh, you've been sick as a dog for 3 weeks, and throwing up? It's just a cold. Hang tight little soldier' and shuffle me off home to die alone desperately clutching my nyquil. They say things like 'The worst has passed, it's not worth medicating now.' and 'that flu can be a killer - just keep up with the tylenol.' Needless to say, Tylenol does nothing for the flu. And really, neither does any other medication. It takes you from ' I'm dying!' to 'I'm dying while sitting up!'

And so with this new physical proof of my illness (aka bleeding out of your ears can't be good) I went in and amazingly enough got a perscription for some actual medication to make me better. Miracle of miracles. A Doctor that helps you when you're sick. It's almost an oxymoron.

Although I shouldn't get my hopes up for it happening again. But I'll keep an awl by my bedside just in case I need to poke myself in the ear again to get some actual medical attention.