Between a Bullet and a Beeber. Number Two.

So much has happened since I last blogged! There's really only one way to settle this and that is through random bullet points.

Here we go.

• My computer took a big, giant dump. It's dead. And it's not coming back. I'm kind of okay with it. It gave me an excuse to buy a new laptop. Which I've been wanting to do for a while. And since I have the best friends ever (Tebows) I had help picking out this bad dog. You should also give them brownie points in your mind because they did brave Best Buy, which is dangerously close to Wal-Mart, the week before Christmas. To call it chaos would be an understatement. In the end, it was well worth it. My lap top and accessories rang up about $150 less than they were advertised for. I'm not sure what exactly happened. I double checked with the Best Buy girl to make sure she was cool with it. I may or may not have yelled, "Jesus loves me!" And then hurried myself out of that store like I stole something. A Christmas miracle!




• While my computer was out I had to make due like an Amish maiden. I've been bored out of my mind. I decided to pick up some seasons of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. It quickly became my new favorite show and I may have gotten a little manic about it. I watched four seasons in about four days over the Thanksgiving holiday. After the hundredth time I quoted the show to one of my coworkers I was told, "Never try crack." Probably some very accurate advice for me.




• I also read Stephen "Steve-O" Glover's memoir. Steve-O, for those of you who don't know, is best known from Jackass. I thoroughly enjoyed his book. His stories, if nothing else, were brutally honest. Seriously. Brutal. Read it if you need a reason to not do drugs. Now I'm reading Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. I usually don't read fiction so it's been a fun change. I'm looking forward to the movie.
  



• There was a brief moment of sadness at the farm. Our beloved friend and coworker, Poop, got in a car accident. He ended up being fine minus some soreness and headaches. We were all very concerned about our beloved Poop. Once we received word that he was going to be fine and was going home after a brief ER visit we wasted no time in mocking him. Below you will find his favorite desk statue decorated in love. We're glad you're not dead, Poop!
  




• Speaking of work. A few weeks ago I had a coworker of mine ask me which training group I was in. You should know I've been working with this individual for five years now. I was baffled. I had zero response to this. Final Tally: Years in service - 5, stamps with my name on it - 1, respect - 0. Oh well. That stamp is worth it.
  



• You should know that about once a year my face looks at itself in the mirror and chooses to believe it belongs to a 14-year-old boy. This means that it decides to pimple itself something fierce. Out of control. I have no clue how to react to acne. I kind of turn into a meth head and just pick at it and rub it all day long. This is bad news. Luckily, it tends to not stay long. Just long enough to make me annoyed.
  



• I must brag about my dear friend Phillip! Little Philly was briefly in town over Thanksgiving weekend. Imagine my surprise when I walk into church only to see Phillip hanging out. He came by just to say hi. Who does that? Awesome people. That's who. Here's a blog shout out to you, Phil.




• I had a neighborly love experience. Last week I put a load of towels in the washer and forgot about them. Seeing as how it's a community washer I share with my neighbors this is a big no-no. The next day when I came home from work and realized I had forgotten I rushed into the laundry room. There I found that my towels were not only dry but neatly folded on top of the washer waiting for me. I could have cried a happy tear. I immediately wrote my neighbor a love note thanking them and repaying them the four quarters they spent on my dry. Thanks again, neighbor. I forgive you for that time I left my bra in the dryer and you threw it away. I also forgive you for barfing on my door step. Next time aim for your toilet, please.




• I've been making strides in my attempts at becoming a full-functioning adult. I'll have you know that not once but twice I made RICE! Rice has been the thorn in my cooking side. Years ago I tried many different approaches to making rice only to have them all fail miserably. I was able to handle magic rice (the boil in a bag kind) for a while. But even that started to go south. I had a wild hair and decided to give it a go. I don't know what happened...but it worked. A great victory.




• I saw Jack's Mannequin. They played a small little acoustic set at a little bar here in town. Andrew McMahan is amazing. Seriously talented that guy. Afterwards he took pictures with everyone there. We had a brief conversation with him where he told me I was "not ugly" which is now the greatest compliment of my life. I also got a signed copy of "People and Things" and may or may not have wrapped my arms around him bear hug style in a moment of excitement. It happens. Here's a picture of me, Andrew, and my friend Javier.

These are currently all the bullets I have for you, blog readers. Do know that I love you for reading this. I'm glad we could catch up. I know this isn't very picture heavy. I will have an entire phone picture update for you soon. This blog was already long enough.

Now I'm off to conintue bonding with the new lap top. In other words, I'll be watching Waiting to Exhale clips on youtube and fantasizing about how I want to be a scorned black woman when I grow up. Dare to dream!