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I don’t like cheese but I love grilled cheese.

The other day when I was in my shrinks office, I saw a huge sign with a fucking sunflower on it and the words “Depressed?” in bold.  I had to turn around and I thought to myself, “Thanks.  Now I’m depressed AND terrified.  Fucking evil sunflowers”.

On my flight back from E3, the dude sitting next to me was great.  I was talking about the earth quake I felt and he said I need to tell people I survived an earth quake because it sounds cooler.  We also killed a bottle of red and he passed out and knocked it all over the floor.

On a sad note, I am helping a friend out by asking you to read about 2-Year Old Eva Tiede.  She Needs Help Bringing Service Dog Home: http://bit.ly/b1hQ9F

I may or may not have mentioned it but after I somehow managed to survive that earth quake (oh! that DOES sound cool) my return flight home gave me the coolest lightening show ever.  It was about 45 minutes long so it had to be one big ass storm.  That means in just 36 hours I managed to survive an earth quake, have the greatest day ever at the E3Expo and watch a bad-ass lightening storm. I’m lucky to be alive, I tell ya!

Oh, hey.  I have a radio show on Thursdays at 9PM EST dedicated to talking about absolutely nothing.  People are having a bitch of a time getting in the chat area so I ask that everyone register with Blog Talk Radio and try to get into a chat room of a different show.  That might help me know it’s just my board that’s having an issue.  They are aware of the problem but fuck it, I hear I’m funny so check it out this Thursday.  Our goal is to come up with the perfect drinking game during the show.  Doesn’t matter what you drink, but we want a game and I need the chat area packed in order for it to happen. http://www.blogtalkradio.com/momspective.

I am so fucking cool.  I seriously look at myself sometimes and I’m like “Whoa!  You’re cool!”

So the beauty of Facebook is the fact that you can actually become really good friends with someone by accidentally looking for another friend of the same name thinking you have the right person.  A while back I was looking for my friend Adam and I thought I found him but it wasn’t him.  I found that out after wrong Adam added me as a friend and then I managed to find the Adam I was actually looking for.  So I now have two friends with the same name and they ended up friending each other.  I love Facebook.

My flip flops match my carpet and are often hard to find.

I also don’t mind cheese on pizza, yet I refuse to eat cheese.

I wanted to post a Facebook status update saying “I work best under pressure but couldn’t he lift himself up just a bit?” but thought better of it, knowing the replies THAT would get me.

I hate kids sippy cups.  First of all, take-n-toss cups are NOT spill proof.  They’re also like socks in a dryer, you can never find the tops.  Right now I have plenty of tops of various cups but can’t seem to find the cups.  The second these kids know enough to not destroy my carpets, I’m replacing them.  Friggin spilled juice, muddy dog feet and who else knows what.

Okay.  I’m still just waking up and I have a ton of shit to do so I suggest you pass through The Un Mom so you can read the master list of linkies to see what random thoughts are flying through people’s heads today.

I don’t like cheese.

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