this is my 450th post! how in the world i have found that much blogging inspiration from this little life i lead is a complete mystery to me.
i'm currently sitting in the library killing time until my next class starts. i live approximately 3 minutes from the university and could easily drive home and kill the hour on my couch, instead, but i am far too lazy to walk all the way across campus to my car, drive home, and come back in 55 minutes (yes, i leave my house for class 5 minutes before class starts...suckas!) just to park all the way across campus and walk back. seriously. too. much. effort.
last night, i was mean to my sweet husband & have spent the entire day feeling bad about it. do you ever hate being a girl? if it wasn't for me, greg & i would never fight. and i mean, never. that man has no complaints in the world and never, ever gets mad. especially not at me. he lets 99.9% of the stupid things i do and say slide off his back and the 1% that he actually cares about is only the result of me doing something remarkably horrible and pathetic (like dropping the lid to our calphalon skillet-husband was mad). i don't know if it's just my personality or if this is universal to all girls, but i feel like i start all of our fights. and then, when it's over, all i can think about is what an idiot i am and what a saint he is for putting up with me (and even responding to and validating my crazy feelings! saint).
anyways, this makes it seem like we fight all the time. we don't. but, tonight i owe that man a huge "blah blah blah...i'm an idiot, but i love you. blah blah, i agree, girls are crazy" and i'm not really looking forward to it.
in other news, i am currently typing on a mac, which is perhaps why i am rambling on about nothing even though i can't think of a single worthwhile thing to say. i love the way these mac keyboards barely make a sound when you type on them. magical! since, g ran over my ipod with his car 2 years ago and i don't own a phone that can access the internet (i'm so deprived!) do you think i could ask for a mac for my birthday?
on another completely un-related note, recently, i've re-discovered spider solitaire (spider solitaire used to be a big deal in my life) and have managed to waste 80% of all homework time addicted to the game. i live to see those fireworks explode! i've easily mastered level medium, but am struggling like mad through level hard. has anyone out there ever won on level hard? because i don't think it's possible? four suits, people!? four!
dear g, i'm sorry i'm such a girl. i love you more than i love the exploding fireworks after winning a game of spider solitaire.
ps. it was so hard to come up for a title to this post! other ideas included: "i'm lame", "dear g, i'm lame" and "even lamer than spider solitaire". brilliant, no?