A List of Currents.

Currently listening to:
Vice Verses by Switchfoot.



Jon Foreman is the man. I don't know that any other artist's writings mess me up like his do. Love it. Check out his solo stuff too.

Currently craving:
Los Hermanos. I have made, what some may call, an excessive number of visits this week. It's not my fault there's a drive thru located dangerously close to my apartment.

Currently bothered by:
This song.



I get feelings I didn't know I had. So intense.

Currently obsessing over:
Gallstones. Or possible gallstones. There's an ultrasound pending.

Currently reading:
Huey: Spirit of the panther by David Hilliard. My coworker thinks I'll enjoy this read because I'm so fascinated by documentaries. So far so good.


Uh...p.s..could they make this dude look any whiter for the cover? Just saying...kind of weird.

Currently in the mood for:
Waiting to Exhale. My guiltiest of guilty pleasures. I love this movie. I would say eighty percent of my love comes from one single scene.

Spoiler alert - this clip is laced with obscenities so don't say I didn't warn you.



I've decided to put off watching this movie until after I'm done with my black panther book. I don't think I can handle it right now. I mean...between the two I am already honked off at some white men and just itching to set fire to something. You gotta know your limits, people.

Currently missing:
My beloved Adam Carolla. My zune took a dump and I haven't listened to his podcast in weeks.



I love the pie story.

Currently enjoying:
Scarf weather.

Even if my coworkers make fun of me for wearing my scarf while I work. I enjoy feeling cozy on a rainy day. Sue me. Also...I know my pink ear buds are lame. They were expensive ear buds on clearance. Also also...not sure why I wanted to document my 7am, no make-up, working self. Especially because the curly hair and glasses combo is typically on my forbidden looks list. It just feels like too much head decoration.

Currently pissed about:
Beebs and Her Money Makers.



In case you didn't notice, this is a different Beebs. Fun fact - Slutty Halloween costumes are also on the forbidden looks list. But seriously. A girl named Beebs, PLAYING THE KAZOO, with a punk band. How did this happen to not me. I know I'm not the beautiful and unique snowflake I wish to be but this is just upsetting. It's almost like the time I found out someone stole my butter in a chapstick tube idea.

Meet the butter boy. My vision was to use it on pancakes but a group of buttholes at the Talisman Design company beat me to it.

Heartache.