Pieces of me

It's been a rough year. Perhaps I'll blog about that in the impending future.
But for now, I think I'll post another superficial blog! Hooray! The one thing I miss about myspace is the dumb surveys that people filled out when they were bored. You don't get that on facebook. Instead you get ridiculous quizzes like "what flavor ice cream are you?" that reveals absolutely nothing about the person.

I love reading blogs, I read a ton of blogs. People are so honest and weighty on blogs. I love that, I really, really do. I love getting to the heart of a person. But sometimes I feel like people are just posturing and trying to sound deep or intelligent. It can be forced or showy. I'm sure I'm guilty of that too, which is probably one of the reasons I haven't blogged about anything of substance in quite a while.
But I digress, and it sounds weird saying this, but....it's kinda nice to get to know people on a superficial level sometimes. Likes, dislikes, passions, opinions, idiosyncrasies, etc. These are all just surface things, but add them all together and it's a big part of who you are!  Sometimes it's the little things that make you unique.

And sometimes it's the little things that bond people. For instance, I’m not sure many people could relate to what I’ve been through. (Which is probably why I feel like a whiny person writing about it. People haven’t experienced it themselves, so to them I just sound like I’m being emo). While you may not connect with my life experience, we may bond over a common interest. I’m perfectly okay with having a friendship that’s base solely on our mutual love for Psych! Ha!

 That being said, I'm completely over doing surveys myself, but I wish everyone was required to fill one out from time to time.
I love learning about people’s personalities. I think you lose some of that in blogs because people are so internalized.

So here's a blog from inside my brain. There will be very little organization here, and I apologize if that drives you nuts. Perhaps you'll learn some dumb stuff about me and/or the way I think.
From my brain to your eyeballs, with love.

My top 5 favorite Christmas songs in order:
1.) The Christmas Song (chestnuts roasting) by Ray Charles

2.) Christmas Time is Here - Vince Guaraldi Trio (also, I love Charlie Brown. just fyi.)

3.) Baby It's Cold Outside - Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Jordan (I used to have a Barenaked Ladies version that was my absolute favorite, but it's lost in one of my technology boxes somewhere)

4.) Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas - James Taylor

5.) Merry Christmas From the Family - Robert Earl Keen

6.) Christmastime - JJ Heller

7.) What're You Doing New Years? - Harry Connick, Jr.

That was 7, not 5 like I previously stated. I'm bad at math. But those are my 7 most favorite Christmas songs. I love them. They make me feel cozy and Christmas-y inside. Wow, I'm so secular! I guess I got sick of the ones we sing at church year after year, over and over.

My MOST hated Christmas song? "Simply having a wonderful Christmastime..."
ARGH!!!! That song makes me want to punch Paul McCartney in his stupid British face!! What gives him the right to make such a horrible song?? It sounds like something astronauts listened to in space in the 80’s. It sounds like it came from outer space! A horrible, horrible, unlovable part of the galaxy. Outer space music is terrible. Vomit.

I'm certainly no fashion maven, but I think it looks stupid when guys wear their hat bills flat. I'm sure that's real cool now, but I think it looks like they just got ran over by a steamroller. boom. roasted.

I hate internet lingo like “lol” yuck. I’ll probably never be more than a passive observer on Twitter because I refuse to be constricted to a character limit that forces me to spell “to” as “2” or “you” as “u”. And when a girl uses that, it’s a turn off. Grammar is sexy, baby!

I love the smell of sharpies.

I don't like female nose studs. They make me cringe. They look like tiny, shiny boogers that somehow made their way out of your nose. Again, just my opinion. I'm fashion-retarded so don't mind me.

I love the smell of asphalt in the summer heat! It reminds me of Six Flags. mmm!

The music I feel the most guilty about liking is Ke$ha. That's the most embarrassing thing I have on my iPhone that I actually really like. I bought the whole album! HA!! I never do that! Dang if her music isn't catchy! Good gym music too. But yes, I'm aware that I'm supposed to think it's dumb and offensive.
      In the same vein, I just like happy-sounding, upbeat music! That's probably why I don't get Muse. Ugh, I know I'm supposed to adore them and think they're musical geniuses, buuuut....I just don't get them. Maybe their lyrics are incredible? I love great lyrics, I really do, but bummer music can absolutely kill it. If it isn't pretty, then I'm out. I feel music, and life has enough pain and disappointment, so I generally don't want to feel that in my tunes. Kinda like how I’m probably not going to want to go see a realistic, depressing movie. Sorry! I can get that in real life!
 
   And that’s probably why I like dumb stuff like Ke$ha and Owl City.

One of my favorite songs ever is “Walk Away Renee” It’s pretty little tune.

I love baseball tee’s. If all I could ever wear for the rest of my life was t-shirts with ¾ length sleeves, I’d be perfectly happy! And pants. I mean, if all I could ever wear again was just a shirt, that’d be awkward. I need pants too.

I don’t like it when people call other people “kid”, especially if it’s someone younger saying it to someone older. Just…don’t.

I think Rooney sounds just like Weezer. Every time one of their songs pops up on my phone, I always think its Weezer. So…that’s cool.

I know God loves everyone, but I sometimes wonder why He didn’t color the white people. It’s like He created everyone else first and was like “Whew! I’m tired of coloring everyone in! I’m just gonna leave them blank.” Kinda feels like we got forgotten. We’re so boring. And ya know, kids only color the pictures they like; the ones they don’t color are the ones they don’t really like. White people. Sheesh. So I guess it’s neat that God loves us even though we’re about as interesting as soggy cardboard.

I love socks!! I love socks so much!! I buy socks constantly! Dollar Tree has the best socks and I go there almost every month to pick up a few pair of ankle socks. There is nothing as wonderful as a fresh, clean, new-smelling pair of socks!!

Ironically, I also love wearing sandals. But not with socks.

One of my absolute favorite shows is House Hunters International I could watch that show all day!! And there’s been a few days when I have! It’s so interesting! I love learning things, especially about other cultures and daily life in other countries, and you pick up a lot of little details in that show that you don’t pick up anywhere else. Interesting details. But I also really love real estate, so that’s also a big reason I find it so captivating.

I can’t stand hearing people eat corn on the cob.

I don't really care what people think of me. Your opinion does not define me. 

I wish being a travel agent was still a legit career, because there is nothing I love more than planning a trip! Except for Jesus. I plan so far in advance and love finding the most unique, fun things to do! I love researching hotels, hostels, car rentals, restaurants, etc. I love finding fun things that I think my mates will enjoy!

I’m probably a little too passionate about Texas.

Earlier this summer I finished another Robert Ludlum novel, I just finished reading The Spy Who Came In From the Cold by John Le Carre and I’m now reading a book by Ted Bell. I just realized they’re all spy novels. Le Carre’s books are small, short and surprisingly complex. However, I don’t really care for how he tells a story, it’s so scattered and pieced together in a weird way. There really isn’t much action. Plenty of espionage, but its all mind games and very little action. I love Ludlum, I’ve read a ton of his books. I love the way he tells a story. I love the history involved. A cool thing about most of his books is that they were written decades ago, so there are no cell phones or technology to muck it up. Just good old fashion espionage. 
I’m really enjoying Ted Bell’s book because it moves. It really moves quick, doesn’t dawdle and considering the length, it’s pretty easy to follow! That’s awesome because if you walk away from a complex story for a few days, it can be hard to jump back in and remember all the characters and storylines.



And now you know me.

Kinda.

Looking at a blown-up version of this hi-res photo made me cry. I don't know why. That's life.
I guess it's one of those fleeting moments where simple beauty absolutely overwhelms you and you can't contain all the emotion it evokes, so your body's reaction is to spew tears.
weird.
byebye.