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You Could Be a Sweet Dream or a Beautiful Nightmare



“You Could Be a Sweet Dream or a Beautiful Nightmare”
September 4, 2009
 
I know that I have a lot of confessions/obsessions.. yes, I’m at Step 1. Hello, my name is Heather and I have a problem. Most of the obsessions have to do with television, reading, traveling or shopping… I try not to discriminate so I cover a variety of things in daily life lol. But my current obsession that I’m dealing with is Gossip Girl. I saw that Season 3 is starting up soon so since I completely missed season 2 I wanted to rent the episodes and watch them… so begins Problem 1 because I don’t remember what happened in Season 1 so in a nut shell I have spent the past few days re-watching Season 1 so that I can watch Season 2 and be ready for Season 3. Hey, I’m just living my life… don’t judge me.

 


 
So funny story… remember that e-mail I was talking about last week that had all of the “Things People Our Age Have Thought About?” Well my biffer, Libby, sent me the same thing but this version had different things on it! So here it is… just something funny to brighten up your day!
 
Stuff People Our Age Think About… 2nd Round
 
I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?
 
Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
 
That's enough, Nickelback.
 
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
 
There is a great need for sarcasm font.
 
The other night I hit a new low at an open bar. I had already hopped on highway blackout when, inevitably I had to find a bathroom. Eventually I decided it was probably on the other side of the bar so I tried to walk over there, but ran into a guy coming the other way. We played that, Both go left, Both go right game to no avail, so I finally put out my hand to guide myself past and that's is when I realized, yup, that's a mirror I just tried to walk through. And the guy on the other side is me. Even cats can recognize their own image.
 
I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
 
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
 
Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
 
Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
 
I love the sense of camaraderie when a n entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
 
While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
 
MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
 
Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
 
I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
 
Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
 
I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu' to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an overweight woman. Example: "Dave caught the swine flu last night."
 
I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
 
Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
 
If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
 
Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
 
Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
 
There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
 
"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
 
While watching the Olympics, I find myself cheering equally for China and USA. No, I am not of Chinese descent, but I am fairly certain that when Chinese athletes don't win, they are executed.
 
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
 
I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
 
When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
 
I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
 
Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
 
As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
 
Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
 
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
 
I think that if, years down the road when I'm trying to have a kid, I find out that I'm sterile, most of my disappointment will stem from the fact that I was not aware of my condition in college.
 
I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
 
 
Hope that brightened up your day! Now get off the computer and do something!! While jammin’ out to HOT 100.5 of course!
 
Live Life. Love Music.
Heather Leigh