Due to my newfound meditational crocheting and my natural zen-arific nature, I'm able to let the stress of yesterday go, and start anew today. Unfortunately, it's only 9am PST so I don't have much to report, but you know, I'm trying to get my relaxation on.
There are some little odds and end that I've been thinking about though.
First, I want to give the world's hugest shout-out to my friend Joe, who has quit smoking after A LONG TIME of being a heavy smoker. I don't know how long, but I would guess at least 15 years. He hasn't had a cigarette in 7 weeks. Joe, you rock! Way to be ahead of the curve come New Years Resolution time!
Second, when I got up this morning my dad's clothes were all laid out just like he was sitting on the couch, complete with slippers, only he wasn't in them. I was worried he had been abducted by aliens, but he came back, so I guess it's OK. I still don't know why his clothes were like that. Weird.
Third, my friend LQ and I have been thinking about starting a bakery/law office called The Queen of Torts. She makes the.best.cupcakes.ever, and I (as already stated below) make a mean snickerdoodle. And we both have a cursory knowledge of the law. What could be wrong about this? My mom suggested I sell my scarves there and then we could call it Scarfing Torts, and that seems pretty good too. I heart my mom.
Fourth, if you haven't played Bejeweled 2 yet, you don't know what you're missing. Holy crap, it's the best thing ever invented. We'll just see if I can ever make it through classes again without it (just kidding if any of my prof's read this, and also, if you are one of my profs and you read this, I *swear* I am generally much more mature in real life than this blog would tend to indicate). It's over at MSN under Free Games. Go. Now.
Fifth, I have a busy, busy day ahead of me...Mama Spatula and I are headed to a couple of stores to look for some good unique yarn for our crocheting, and then the whole fam (all 3 of us, plus probably Molly the Satanic Dog since she's a princess and goes everywhere with us) is going to the one decent local Mexican joint for New Year's dinner.
Sixth, I *may* try to write some resolutions or something, and I may either do serious ones or funny ones, or I may not do them at all since Rufus made me feel all shamefaced and embarassed for even considering doing it. It remains to be seen if I'm going to, first of all, make the time, and second of all, actually USE the time for anything productive. Seems doubtful.