I'm a cheeseball

Mario f/Gucci Mane

Break Up
The beat is so enticing, exciting, makes me want to move.
Don't know about the lyrics though.

Juno's Dad

"Look, in my opinion the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what-have-you. The right person is still going to think the sun shines out of your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with."

Keep or return?

People in my life have told me that I am too quick to settle. There was one time I ordered my salad to have dressing on the side because I think that most restaurants over-drench their greens with it and I'd like to add just enough. My salad instead came out with dressing on top, but rather than send it back to the kitchen I decided to eat it. I didn't want to trouble the kitchen and waitstaff and have them throw away food on my behalf. My cousin with whom I was dining told me that I was a pushover and characterized me as a person who would settle for less than what I expect.

Imagine my dilemma when I receive the above shirt that wasn't exactly what I wanted. I ordered it from a booth at the health expo before the Disneyland half marathon, where the sales lady told me I could order any of the shirts in any of the styles they have. There was a long sleeve cream-colored one that I could have purchased on-site and satisfied my American need for immediate gratification but instead I decided to customize and wait because I don't really wear long sleeve shirts. I chose a tri-blend short sleeve tee in heather blue (see this for heather blue color) to have the same writing as the top in the picture. But I instead got a cotton long sleeve tee in sky blue. At least they got the style right in the color font I wanted. I was so excited to get the package because I LOVE the writing--Just not the color and the sleeve length.

So i pitch the question out to the world: Would I be a weak sucker if I kept it? Or should I be picky and send it back?

The Frisky

Stumbled upon a blog today and found an amusing article: The Mind Of Man: How We Say “I Love You” (Without Actually Saying, “I Love You”)

Shockable rhythm detected

Have you ever wondered what physically happens to your heart when love leaves? Or dies? A life lost or lost love injures, hurts, and leaves a mark. I recently heard a story about a woman whose boyfriend went into cardiac arrest and died right before her eyes. I instantly put myself in her shoes, helplessly watching the one who owns your heart leave, never to return. It would not be right to compare her heartbreak to what I've experienced in my life, but I have felt loss. It almost feels like my heart has stopped. Who knows if I will ever find the jolt I need to get it working again.

The heart remembers everything. What does my EKG say?

Almost bought

Then I realized that I should spend the money on lunch or something.
But it's soo cute.
Penguins, bunnies and snow. Who could ask for anything more?