My brain is weird but I like to think it works--Super Random Ramblings. 20 minute lunch break addition. LEGGO!

On Monday I found myself not wanting to wear socks for a minute.  I took a picture because it was so outrageous.  Then I deleted said "outrageousness" and put the socks back on because my feet instantly felt funny like they always do when I don't wear shoes or socks. That, and I felt weird for even considering that my sock madness had passed.


I have really irrational thoughts sometimes.  You think I'm exaggerating?  I'm not.  Unfortunately :/  I won't even go into detail about some of the things I contemplated doing this morning...  


One of my favorite bands, You Me At Six (that I mostly obsess over for their lyrics, lead singer, and their ridiculously hot British accents ) has a song that says in it "I like secrets 'cause they keep me in line."  I've thought about that line for a really long time and I could never really decide what they meant.  Therefore, I guess we can consider it to be pretty deep. [HA!]  I know that I like secrets because I like 'being in the know' and I like knowing that people can come to me and trust me.  But let's be honest...when someone tells me something that I know probably isn't public knowledge but I KNOW that it will eventually come to the surface at some point, and is not a big deal (come on, I can tell the difference) then I usually end up telling one person. (don't act like you don't have a go to person).  Most of the time it's someone who doesn't even know the other person OR I just make sure that I state that "It isn't public knowledge yet so keep it on the DL and act clueless when you hear from the source."  ....huh. I guess secrets really do keep me in line.  But that doesn't mean that I don't have this URGE to tell someone when I know something really juicy.


...speaking of juicy. I know that someone is making a pretty big leap really soon and that someone REALLY isn't as "normal" as people think they are and that so and so told so and so something that they can never take back.  Vague? sorry--I'm trying to keep in line :)

I just found out yesterday that they are doing a "Paranormal Activity 4." HOWWWW? I mean really? How? [omg, Liz]


Here's the problem with booking flight and hotel plans for a trip over 4 months in advance...I instantly want to peace out and go on the trip.  That's right, Regan doesn't know yet but the Hansen's and the Smith's are going to Disneyland for a few days at the end of the summer.  Watch out world!

You really just can't win with some people these days.  Sometimes I feel like everyone around me is so different and that I want to make everyone happy but at the same time there is this tiny piece of me (deep down) that wants to just have a major freak out about somethings and like, pull a Britney--shave my head or at least freak out and hit a car with an umbrella....


If not a Britney then something like this:

haha. OK, maybe not that bad considering all of those things are irrelevant to my non-sucky life but sometimes I picture myself dramatically freaking out like that.  haha. Really..


I have gone almost 4 days without painted nails and I kind of hate it A LOT.  I can't deal with these man hands.  But the last few days I just haven't had the energy because I realized that for the last 3 years + I have continuously painted my nails almost once a week.  Do you know how much time that takes? ugh.  Yeah.. I'm sure I will end up painting them this weekend once I get over the fact that I calculated how much time I probably spend painting my nails every year and WOW.  Oh, the things we do to feel better. But then I remember that I can multitask while I let them dry.  Sort of. But that's usually watching TV. like I said.  I have the weirdest thoughts... 


...Like me actually contemplating getting rid of my cable and DVR last week because I feel like my life would be enhanced with all the activities I could do if I didn't have TV to tempt me.  But then I slapped myself and realized that I don't think I could do it.  Maybe someday I will be able to do it.  You know, just cut the cable cord and be like.. "Sorry, Comcast--It's not you, it's me; We're OVER!"  Then I would go through the steps of grieving and be over it.  I think it's doable.  some day....someday.