Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Wow. Rachel. That was quite the story! But I don’t know why you told me that you wrote it because it is obviously from Genesis. You’re such a God plagiarizer.

You should know that the instant I read what you wrote about improved your posture, I sat up and straightened my back. My sister mentioned posture last night (as Ross Geller has incredible posture), so maybe this is the Lord’s way of warning me before this whole spinal situation gets too dire.

I’m worried about my wisdom teeth. Besides fearing what I will say under the influence of drugs, what will I eat?!?! I have been told that I will not be able to chew or use a straw. There goes my milkshake all day every day idea. Good thing my mommy will be there to serve me nonstop.

So this morning on my way to work, a light came on on my dash. I, being fearful of cars, called my father instantly and asked him what it meant. He asked what the symbol looked like, so I told him it was an orange blob. APPARENTLY that was not helpful. So he had me pull over and get my manual out and look it up because he was worried it was my oil light, so I did this (ironically right across the street from AAA), and after what seemed like hours of searching (in really, 3 minutes), I discovered it was my check engine light. So he told me I could mosey on to work. That’s my drama for the morning. That, and Volunteer Paul asked to borrow my headphones AGAIN. I just hope he is finished with them by lunch time because I want to watch Castle. And I don’t want to force him to give them back to me…. really, Paul. Learn to bring your own phones.

I WANT SPICY CHICKEN.

I read an article about 12 heart healthy foods this morning. They are the following: salmon/other fatty fish (such as mackerel, tuna, lake trout, herring, sardines), flax seeds (ground to put in things), oats, beans (rinse them in water for one minute to reduce sodium), nuts, soy, dark greens, green tea, DARK CHOCOLATE, tomatoes, low fat dairy, and olive oil. All in different amounts daily/weekly. So I am going to stop by Trader Joe’s sometime this week and grab me some goods to boost my ticker. Becca LOVES Trader Joe’s. Almost as much as Dorothy Lane… but not nearly as much.

I couldn’t stop watching Friends last night. It was one of my favorite strings of episodes, so I just kept going and going and laughing and laughing. Everyone finding out about Chandler and Monica… the games they play… Ross moving in across the way…. buying the couch…. faking watching TV… PIVOOOOT!!!!!!!! PIVOT!!! They are truly my (nonexistent) friends.

Speaking of friends, HDuff is in Indy today. I thought maybe she was here for the celebrity cow milking contest, but I think it might be something different.

Thank you ohhh so much, by the way, for making me get on the Modcoth website. It’s your fault that I am now browsing dresses at work. I mean, I already browsed real estate this morning… that’s enough browsing for one day. And thank you also for writing about your insomnia because now "4 in the morning" by good ol gwen is stuck in my head. That's a lie, "mercy" by duffy is in my head now. I was sitting here wondering how a three-year-old radio hit popped into my head, then I realized it's because I mentioned Trader Joe's. You see, the first time I ever went to Trader Joe's was with my aunt in DC the day after I got back from Spain, and that song was on the radio in the TJ parking lot. Twas the second new song (following "Say What You Need to Say") that I heard upon returning to the States. So Duffy and Trader Joe's are inevitably and forever linked in my mind. (Duffy is also linked to Burger King. And Munich. And train stations. And mozzarella.)

Good news! My headphones are back! #thanksJesus #andpaul

Just accidentally clicked out of modcloth. #thanksagainJesus

It was so nice last night that I got to run outside! As much as I hate running, it was quite splendid. Until this creeper started eyeing me weird and I had to go to the gym instead.

You know who I still love? Hanson.

Trouty lips,
Becca

p.s. in case you didn't see this earlier


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