Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Why is it that....?


Why is it that whenever you have a lot going on in your life, you are more motivated to get things done. It seems that if there's a time where I'm busy as hell, with very little time to myself, I am more motivated to do the tasks in my life that need doing. For example, when I would work 50+ hour weeks at work last year, I would also be motivated to get my schoolwork done well in advance. I'm not the busiest person in the world, but I have a lot on my plate. I recently quit my job and now work part time, but I also coach track, go to school full time, and am a serious runner who runs hard on a nearly daily basis. However, since I quit my job, things have gone downhill. I procrastinate more on my schoolwork, don't put as much into my coaching, and don't run as much. On days I work, I get my schoolwork done, try to run, and look forward to coaching. It's incredible how my life is black and white like this. I have a very large "To-do" list of things I need to get done by May 1 (incidentally one of my favorite days of the year). Instead of getting started on this list this week during my spring break, I haven't even written the damn list!! I've been pretty much worthless the last two days. Hopefully things can change for me, but it will take effort on my part, and I don't know if I have to motivation to put forth that effort.

Why is it that when you have roommates, you all seem to buy the same groceries at the same time? Two days ago, we were out of milk, trash bags, and paper towels. As of today, we still don't have paper towels, but we have 3 packages of trash bags and 4 (yes 4!!!!!) gallons of milk. We have an entire shelf taken up with milk right now. The pathetic thing is that it will be gone by week's end, and we will probably go shopping again on Saturday for more before the $1 half gallon sale ends (yes, that 4 gallons is made up of 8 half gallon containers...fantastic).

Why is it that dogs eat their own shit? I don't know. Actually, I don't think dogs eat their own shit, they hate the smell. They like the smell (and seemingly the taste) of other dogs' shit. We have 3 dogs at some points in this house, and they feast on each others' feces. We've done a pretty good job of weaning them of this habit, but it's definitely still a work in progress. The only time I let my dog lick me now is when he hasn't been outside on his own for hours.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

A Change, and Things That Are Just The Best

I've decided to try to focus more on posting more often, and making them shorter instead of the long posts I've been putting up lately. I'll post short as much as possible, and when inspiration strikes, they will become long.

So today I will begin with something that will become an ongoing series on this Blog: Things That Are Just The Best. What does this mean, you ask? Just what it sounds like...kind of. One of the most common expressions to go around my house is, "That's just the best." To what do we say this expression? Anything that is indeed NOT the best. So here we go with the inaugural list of thing that are "Just The Best."

1) Fat chicks who are so portly that they can be 8 months pregnant and not look any different than when they are not with child.

2) The hardened food particles you find on your dishes after running them through the dishwasher.

3) Toilet paper that is so thin that it rips as you wipe, leaving you with pungent fingers.

4) Having to take a crap when there is no toilet paper in the house, and instead of running out to buy TP, taking your shit and then cleaning up by taking a shower and shampooing your ass.

5) Volkswagon Jettas.