Take a look at me now

So Bry thought no one read his blog, which is of course false. He tagged me to do this, so here I am. Filling it out.

"How to play this game of tag: Post these rules on your blog. List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself. Tag 3 people at the end of your post by leaving their names. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog."

3 joys: Friends, writing, performing

3 fears: Nothing changing, spiders, going crazy

3 goals: having a job I love, becoming famous for being excellent at the job I love, a successful, loving marriage

3 current obsessions/ collections: Tv on DVD, Writing, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups

3 random surprising facts about myself: I really love salad, I often speak in Pop Culture references that no one gets, I hate talking on the phone

3 people I tag: I'll just go with the only other blogs I know of! EmDab, AJ and Nessa!

Stop and Stare

I'm working on a theory. It was inspired by Miranda Baily on Grey's Anatomy. She was trying to see something. I am now also trying to see it. It's kinda hard to make it out. I think it's cause I'm standing to close. I'm trying to work on stepping back more often to try and take it all in. I'm trying to see the bigger picture.

I think sometimes I get so focused on the small section of the image that is directly in front of me that I am missing the beauty of the entire picture. While this section seems fun, it is also a little disheartening. I realize that makes me sound like a donkey who just lost his tail, but I'm trying to take it more optimistically.

Ok, 'optimistic' is not a word usually used to describe yours truly, like Grey's, everything changes.

So in short, I'm not 104% sure my current predicament is the entire picture.

Sleeping Lessons

Unexplicably I will have nights where my body and mind will just not shut down. I try all the tricks. I try to keep myself awake (it worked), I moved into a different sleeping position, and I tried to turn all things that could keep me awake with noise to the OFF position. It just sucks that you cannot flip roommates to the OFF position. Mayor McStank walked in and I was made aware that his full name is Mayor Clatter McStank. I will never vote for him cause he is possibly the most socially retarded, inconsiderate person I've ever met.

Once the good Mayor went to bed I fell asleep for 45 minutes, then was thrust awake and proceeded to watch an entire disk of those adorable Gilmore Girls in attempts to get back to Dreamland. It was after four when the Shut-Eyes Expressed arrived only to depart again at 5:25. Damn to the depths whoever thought of Crystal Palace breakfast. So regretfully I trudged to work on about 2 1/2 hours of sleep.

Later that day.

I come home and stick my laundry in the washer. Lay on the couch and set my phone alarm for a a half hour from now. My eyes popped open two, TWO hours later when my other roomie walked in from Illuminations. WTF mates?

Cold Water

I have two things to say. To make my point clear you need to know both items. So just stay with me.

One. The Chinese would often torture criminals and such by letting a droplet of water fall in the middle of their forhead repeatedly. That doesn't sound so terrible but believe me it is. You go crazy with the desire to just wipe off your freaking forhead. I know, because I deal with it everyday it work.

Two. I often forgo reporting on things that could potentially upset the balance of life. What you don't know won't hurt you. Or just be honest. Believe what you will.

Now, tonight it was like a giant Chinese water dropplet. Just slamming against my forehead over and over. And I am going crazy wanting to wipe the water off but I can't reach my forhead. I try and I try. I reach and I reach. And water just keeps pounding my face. It's right there, could you get it for me?

Release

Seeing as I gave away two of my other shifts this week, I had to go to playground yesterday. But the thing is, it really wasn't aweful. I might even say it was fun. I know, it sounds crazy. Pooh's Playground was fun for ME? But alas, tis truth.

I have had revelation this week though. I only worked three days this week. I would think inspiration would have came after a long grueling week of chillin with Tigs, but the saying is true. The Lord does work in mysterious ways.

When I first arrived on my college program, I felt alot of pressure. It was crazy to me that I was friends with such beloved characters. And guests don't get the opportunity to see them as much as I have. I didn't want them to be disappointed. So with the crazy came heaps of responsibilty and pressure. I think I wanted so badly to give people what they were expecting that I ended up not being as good as I could've been.

But then Wednesday a miraculous thing happened. I stopped caring. Instead, I had fun. I didn't even say to myself, "I AM GOING TO HAVE FUN THIS SET". I just did. The best part is that guests had fun because I was having fun. Once I realized that, everything got so much easier. Tigger didn't kill me with all his energy. I had fun doing my job. And life just got a little better.

Rain- check in

Hey kids listen! I'm going to play in the rain so I'm gonna make this quick. I only will have worked three days this week. My pay check will suck but it has been a fun week. I highly recomend it! More details to follow. You know, after the rain is done!

Correction

Turns out, I walked in on them. I was right with one notable exception. She was on top.

And thus I ran away like a little girl.

Behind Enemy Lines

So quite literally, I am hiding in my room. Now me being in my room is odd enough but me HIDING? That is a little odd to me. You gotta take something into account though. My roommate and his girl are prob making out as we speak on the couch I sleep on. I sleep there. Every. freakin. night. And they are making out on it. Am I completely out of line for being weirded out by that? I mean, if you wanna get technical, the couch is free reign. It is in the "common room". It also doesn't help that I had a crush on the girl located beneath my roommate. Yeah, that complicates things just a tad. I hate to quote Avril Levigne, I really do. But I feel her words are best. Why'd you have to go an make things so complicated?

I kinda feel like I am gonna get caught writting this at any moment. So I'm gonna go.

100 feet

There is something about doing nothing that is exciting. However, there is also something about doing nothing that I find...well, let's say odd. I have now been in Florida for 4 and a half months and have felt busy the entire time. I called in late once in a five month period, but other than that, I go to work. Do what I gotta do. That is until yesterday. I just got completely worn out and so I called in. I know, I know. It was wrong. I will go to Confession and get this terrible problem under control.

But I digress. I was making a point if you recall. Oh yes. The unsettling sensation of doing nothing. Let's recall. Yesterday I woke up at 12:14 pm. That is a rareity as it is and let me tell you it was magnificent. Next, I went to see my friend Chasten's new place of residence. He was excited. It's bigger than my apartment. I'm not saying I'm jealous, but I am. After, I endulged myself with the So You Think You Can Dance? marathon on MTV which is making my weekend quite a fantastical. So if someone asked, "Hey man, what'd you do yesterday?" I would answer "Oh I walked about 100 feet. That's all"

Sean Nelson: Class A Moron

Above is a link to an article written by a moron named Sean Nelson. In the article he advocates his oppinion on movies that were successful at the box office but he feels just plain sucked.

It is possibly the most simple-minded, stupified, jack-assery I've ever read. It seems he does not comprehend anything about filmmaking nor respect any person who went to see any of the films on his self-titled "Worst" list. After stating that "Titanic" had "Stock characters, corny melodrama, and romantic window dressing" he goes on to say that if you saw the movie you clearly have "terrible taste". Funny, that is exactly something an simpleton posing as a know-it-all would say. Hells guy! Everyone can have their own oppinion, but you gotta have respect. Respect for everything that goes into filmmaking. Respect that not every film has to be an Academy Award nominee. And I will be damned if you could make a movie good enough to win the money of the American movie-goers you claim are "mindless drones".

So in short, step off your high horse. Who cares that you get to write an article that no one will read. You still saw all of those movies so in the end, you're just a drone like the rest of us

100 things: Casey Edition

So this an idea based on a suggestion that was made to someone who was not me. But I thought it was cool and I'd give it a try. 100 things I love. Like bry's list (if you happened to read it) they aren't in any order, just spouting them off.

1. Meeting people who are also Friends fanatics
2. Proceeding to quiz each other on Friends trivia
3. Goofy
4. When things that used to seem hard become easy
5. Gilmore Girls
6. Rediscovering things you liked in youth
7. writing
8. Seeing that people actually read my blog
9. Friends with cars offering a ride home
10. My shiny new Universal Orlando season pass
11. Visiting theme parks without the horde of people I'm used to
12. Dr. Doom's Fear Fall
13. The Meal Deal
14. (surprisingly) Going to the gym.
15. LimeWire
16. Ellen Page
17. Myspace
18. Marvel Comic's "Secret Invasion Saga"
19. Watching shows online
20. Discovering new Shows
21. Block Party Bash
22. Finding money in forgotten places
23. Having the apartment to myself
24. (well-written) Blogs
25. Dancing
26. PANDA EXPRESS!
27. Dr. Pepper
28. Target
29. Finding things on sale
30. Writings on my Facebook wall
31. Getting Texts
32. Driving
33. Youtube
34. Having a job I like
35. The Mouse-boats
36. Drawing
37. Movies
38. The Filty Youth
39. Meeting new people
40. Chatham Square
41. Being added as a friend by people I've seen but never officially met
42. Music
43. Coloring
44. Grilled Cheese Sandwhiches
45. Cooking
46. Double Stuffed Oreos
47. My tiny tv
48. Pop culture references
49. Rapid fire dialogue
50. Humility
51. Not being swallowed whole in UT drama
52. Michelle Trachtenburg on Gossip Girl
53. Club crackers
54. Taking pictures
55. Hot Rod Red
56. My baby Cadre
57. Friends who stay in touch
58. (What I've seen of) Heath Ledger as The Joker
59. Lockin' lips
60. My phone
61. Nessa
62. Little Miss Sunshine
63. 20 minute sets
64. Words
65. "Hello, my name is..." name tags
66. ABC Family
67. The intensely yellow lights in my laundry room
68. Basketball shorts
69. Leaving angry notes
70. Showers
71. JennaLove
72. The Grey's Anatomy and Gossip Girl music guides
73. Final Cut
74. Discussing movies with someone who knows what they
75. The Pirate and Princess Party
76. Dr. Seuss
77. Water bottles
78. Headbands
79. My fluffy pillow
80. Greek
81. Hairspray (not aerosal, the movie musical)
82. Skater shoes
83. Entertainment Weekly
84. Ramen
85. Cork boards
86. Candy Girl: A Year in the Life of an Unlikely Stripper
87. Mini-golf
88. Powerade
89. Clean Roommates
90. Socks with arch support
91. Juno
92. "Pirated" copies
93. Fantasmic
94. Nestle Tollhouse Ice cream cookie sandwhiches
95. Subway
96. Having a Wingman
97. Being on the "Pro" side of a Pro/Con list
98. 30 Rock
99. Cocoa-Krispies
100. Frozen Tv dinners