Friday, July 30, 2010

It's Nerf or Nothing

The boyfriend and I bought Nerf swords at Wal-Mart the other night. 

We usually try to go for a walk at night because I'm extremely lazy but I love junk food and let's just say that combo doesn't bode particularly well. Anyway, we have this park type thing that has a walking trail through it so we have been going there when he drags me away from playing video games.(BTW, I say park type thing because it doesn't even have a swing set. It's not a park if there's no swing set, those are the rules.)

Boyfriend thinks I should try taking a Kendo class because I like swinging stuff around and hitting people. I was intrigued. So we thought it would be a good idea to go buy some foam swords and bring them with us to the park, to test my sword swinging and blocking skills, which we did. 

Let's just say that a couple as weird as we are shouldn't be allowed to play with foam swords in public. Also, we watch too much samurai anime.

Also, don't give a foam sword to your boyfriend and expect him to go easy on you.

Because he won't.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

FYI Lightning Hurts

My boyfriend and I were leaving the bowling alley the other day and we got stopped by a homeless man who asked if we could help him out. We ended up giving him some money and a Carl's Jr. Western Bacon Cheeseburger that I had bought for lunch but didn't touch.

As we were getting in the car, we were talking about how at least it seemed like he really was just hungry and wasn't trying to sucker us for money for alcohol or drugs. But then...we had a debate over what the homeless man actually said.

Me: He said 'Could you help me out? I'm hungry'
B/F: Nooo, he said 'Could you help me out? I'm homeless'
Me: *Laughing* No, he did not! I swear he said 'hungry'
B/F: He said 'homeless,' I heard it.
*More arguing ensues and escalates*
Me: He said HUNGRY! If I'm wrong, let me be struck down by lightning!
*B/F stabs me hard in the arm with his incredibly bony finger*
Me: OW! That HURTS!
B/F: *smugly* Lightning hurts.

-.- ;

Friday, July 23, 2010

Brain Blast!

Today I woke up and decided I wanted to be a Blogger...
Not really.
Actually, I've always known I liked to write, I was even on my school newspaper back in high school (even though they like, never published my stuff, but you know, I'm not bitter).

But this summer, the only online class I could get into was Counseling 5. Which is basically career/life planning. I had to research what I want to be when I grow up. Figuratively speaking. Because I'm like 4'11 if not shorter and I'm not growing anymore. Ever.

Anyway, my major's Communications with an Emphasis in Journalism (which I copy and pasted straight off the website) and I figured if I had to choose a job to research on then it was going to be...ENTERTAINMENT BLOGGER! Because I like to write and I like to stick my nose into other people's business and then blab about it to other people, complete strangers if I must.

So according to some of the open job listings, if you want to get hired for this kind of job, you gotta have blogging experience. It said 5 years experience on one of the websites. And I realized I'm sad and I don't even have a blog. So now I have to start or else I'll never get hired and live the rest of my adult life as a bum...although I think I would make a very good one because So-Cal beaches have free showers and my rust bucket car is paid off so I would have a place to sleep. Also, sometimes I don't even want to be a functioning member of society...what? I said sometimes. I pay my taxes, get off my back!

So I guess now starts my Life as a Blogger...
You know what would be funny? If I failed epicly and my dreams were crushed. Brings a tear to my eye just thinking about it.

Sidenote: As I am formatting this blog, I realize I have no idea what the difference is between Arial font and Helvetica?????