Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalph,

I can’t stop sneezing, and I’m getting a sore throat in the mornings. I hope this is allergies and not a cold, but either way… it sucks. I may have to start taking vitamin c drops and drinking lots of tea, just in case. I don’t want anything to get in the way of Beccachel weekend.

There’s a fire starting in my heart.

I’m reading about the IU girl who went missing in Bloomington a few days ago. It’s been getting a lot of press. I’m wondering why… people go missing every day. She is cute and very small though; I wonder if that enhances people’s affections for her. Is media coverage inversely proportional to size? Because in this article, they say that a purse found between her apartment complex and another complex did not belong to her, but rather to the victim of an unrelated homicide. Another girl was killed?! Why isn’t that getting any press, hmm? Don’t get me wrong, I hope and pray this girl’s okay, but the media can be really stupid.

I over-accessorized today. I need to cut back. I will quitar my headband and flower. I’m also wearing a shirt that The Nana bought me. I don’t think I’ve worn it before… I’m pretty sure she got in from the maternity department. I don’t blame her; they always have cute stuff. But I look preggo in it. Reminds me of the time I pretended to be pregnant to get a good parking spot at the grocery store. Not my proudest moment. My pregnant coworker is always hungry, so she just got back from McDonald’s with a chicken sandwich and fries. It smells like heaven, if heaven were a fast food conglomerate. Which it probably won’t be, but who’s to say?

Remember Phil of the Future? Speaking of Disney, let’s go. Also speaking of Disney, I don’t like Selena’s new song. I love her, and I love the Biebs, but if that song is about Nick… well. Let’s just say I have my loyalties. (Side note: look at how ridiculous this is -- http://www.hollywoodlife.com/2011/06/09/fans-hate-selena-gomez-justin-bieber-relationship/)

The entire staff is in a meeting right now about employee evals and some other stuff that doesn’t apply to me. I like that I can sit here and blog while they’re all suffering the intake of extremely boring information.

Here are my demands for Beccachel weekend 2011:
1. Zoo, duh
2. coffee, duh
3. you to make me a mixed drink I’ve never tried before
4. air conditioning… at least a little
5. a baby elephant stolen from the zoo
6. a game of robot twister
7. dressing up as superheroes and walking around downtown
8. karaoke
9. coloring/painting time (on your walls)
10. kickboxing lesson
11. dance party
12. choreograph a dance to make kjotim really uncomfortable
13. play with becca’s hair time
14. feed becca grapes time
15. 20 minutes of smiling at each other

I’ll work on more when I get the chance.

I’m itching my head right now,
Becca