rolly pollies

Reasons I would like to curl up in a ball and go to sleep:

1. I'm tired.

2. It's snowing outside. 

3. #2- and it's only October 27th.

4. Barnes and Noble Starbucks yelled at me again today.

5. I don't want to write my papers.

Reasons I know it will be ok:

1. Life is good.

2. God is good.

3. Microwave popcorn.

the walk

Danielle and I decided we needed to get "out" of the suburbs and take a walk since it is fall.  Beautiful weather and beautiful trees.

So we drove to the nearest forest preserve, because that is what suburbians do. (Which, being from small towns, we think is kind of weird but we were still excited about it.)  Also, we saw a lot of half dead baby snakes. That was also weird.

We enjoyed our little walk in the preserve, until our trail ended up by Portillos.

We'll have to find a better one... that at least ends up by some icecream.

dentyne

www.dentyne.com

I've been using a lot of public transportation lately.  I get to see a lot of ads, and I really like Dentyne's.  They are clever.

I went to their site to get the ads. I liked their site too.

Maybe I'll switch gum.  Goodbye, Orbit?

pick me

Really. I want to do this. Or rather, I want someone to do it for me.  Maybe without the people.  

my bed

I'm a little frustrated that my bed keeps breaking. I think it is happening for one of two reasons.

1. It wants to be like my dresser.

2. I should stop having so many boys in it (at once, at least).

verbal ability: chalk it up

From my homework:

"Based on their earlier acquisition of language and their subsequent advantage in language, some authors have speculated that females are biologically predisposed for greater verbal ability." (Gleason and Ely)

I suppose it makes me a huge nerd that I can't find time to read all of my homework because I can't SKIM it because I want to read ALL of it.  Not all of my subjects but human development class: yes.

I suppose blogging doesn't help either.

people

I love people. 

But they are so freaking different.  Which is part of the greatness, I guess.

The other day I got a coffee ready for a man about 2 people down in line. I put it on the counter and let the barista at the register know what was up. 

Next thing I know the guy is apologizing and there is coffee all over the floor.

He apologized profusely and insisted that we charge him for another coffee.  I felt so bad for this guy because he felt so bad.  I mean, today someone dropped their coffee frap and then they became really impatient when they had to wait for us to make a new one.  But this guy felt really really bad about spilling brewed coffee (the easiest thing to make/replace, and something we dump out every half hour) and wanted to come back there and clean it up after paying for a new one.

I stopped whatever I was doing. (Expediting? Dishes? I don't recall).  I told him that we spill coffee all the time. I told him he could probably get a job at Starbucks since he basically was a barista now.  

Then I told him it probably was my fault somehow.  Really, it could have been. All of my embarrassing stories happen at Starbucks. Ok, not all of them. But most.