Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Thinking...

1. How is it that I haven't posted in over a week? I have alot of things to say, but not alot of time to write them down.

2. Christmas is in nine days. I feel like I just got home from Montana. That was in July. Where does the time go?

3. I am obsessed with the song "Last Christmas" by WHAM. I'm not sure why, but I find it to be incredibly catchy.

4. In exactly one week, my little sister and I will be in New York for the day to see "White Christmas", our favorite movie, on Broadway. It will be a marathon day but I have a feeling it will be very awesome.

5. My current blood sugar is 196 mg/dl. With a straight line east.

6. I don't like potluck lunches very much.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Pondering

1. Why is it that Monday's creep up on me so fast? Seriously, the week drags by and then BAM, it's Monday at 7:15 and I just want another hour to sleep.

2. Speaking of sleep, why is it that my dog will sleep ALL day long but want to wake up at 7:00am to play ball for an hour and then go back to sleep. I seriously can't figure this guy out.

3. In working on some possible new business stuff I have realized that there is alot about the internet that I don't know. Like how web sites are born. And maintained. And designed. And it makes me feel like a bit of a failure. And that I need to read more.

4. Why is it that my dad is the hardest human on the planet to buy Christmas presents for? He ordered the books I was going to get him for Christmas on Amazon last week. Like 20 days before Christmas. Who does that and why do they torture us gift givers?

5. I got hit in the face with a full can of beer on a party bus on Saturday night. While that may seem like I am an irresponsible 25 year old, I argue that I am not. Not only was I one of the most sober people on the bus, I'm trying to figure out who the guy was throwing the beer to and why I didn't put my hand up? I remain that I wasn't expecting a Miller Lite to fly through the air with the greatest of ease. Anyways, my face caught the beer pretty well. I'm only out a contact and I'm not bruised. Let's add that to the "awkward things that Allison has experienced" file, shall we?