This blog has wandered away from what it used to be, so thus I am bringing it back to focus. Me whining about life is neither relevant or funny to most people, so let's just suck it up and bring it back to the witty shit it used to be.
Agreed? Agreed, playa playa.
Okay...So...This coffee house opened at the end of my street, and I am starting to think that I am cultivating the beginnings of a major addiction. I can't argue with tasty coffee beverages under $5.00. I think that I am breaking up with Starbucks. Sorry, Starbucks. WesTown Grind is closer, which is always a plus because I am lazy and don't feel like walking to Target, which is like a good fifteen minutes away, and I don't have to sell my kidney and half of my liver to get a large mocha, which they call LARGE and not venti or grande or whatever the hell a large mocha is at Starbucks. Aaand I get whipped cream, which the guy makes right there with whipping cream, aaaand I don't burn off my tongue when I go to take a sip. So there, Starbucks. We can be friends, but our love affair is over. Please lose my number before this gets awkward.
Hmm...What else can I comment on? Well, I went to my very first haunted house (I know, and I'll be 25 in two months. No one ever wanted to go! Laaammmeee.), and it was pretty interesting. We went to Ohio State Reformatory, which is a former prison and is known for its notorious paranormal happenings. It is also known for being the prison where they filmed Shawshank Redemption, which is one of my favorite movies. The prison is pretty foreboding, built in an almost Gothic revival kind of style and just looks pretty freaky. We waited in line for five hours to go inside, in front of the most ghetto people of all time. The prison itself is super scary on the inside, and I want to go back for the overnight ghost hunt. I also had a heart attack and hid my face in my friend's hoodie when a scary ass clown came out of nowhere with a huge freaking knife. It was a good time.
Now I'm off to watch Sam and Dean go kick some demon ass on Supernatural. Yumm.
Short. Loud. Funny. Loves chocolate cake, macaroni and cheese, and tacos. Extremely liberal. Thinks outside of the box. Couldn't imagine a world without music. Single mom to a beautiful little boy. Tries a hand at writing novels that often go unfinished. Tries to be rational but is most often excessively irrational. Wants to go to Sydney and see a kangaroo. Loves to read, loves to imagine, loves to dream...
