I was bored last night.
So I made a new account on one of my texting apps and used that number to prank one of my good friends, Wesley(who recently made a blog and has posted a whole ONE time on it so y’all should definitely click right here and go check it out.)
To Mrs. J:
Me: I am about to troll Wesley. Prepare yourself.
To Wesley:
Me: Thanks for signing up for Cat FACTZ! You will now receive fun daily factz about cats!
Me: Cats use their tails for balance and have nearly 30 individual bones in them! (to cancel Daily CatFACTZ please reply “cancel”)
Wes: Cancel
Me: Would you like to receive a CatFACTZ every hour? (reply ‘T759398GH4″ to cancel)
Wes: T759398GH4
(text from Mrs. J: Haha!)
Me: Command not recognized. You have a <year> subscription to CatFACTZ and will receive fun <hourly> updates!
Me: In ancient Egypt killing a cat was a crime punishable by death! Thanks for choosing CatFACTZ! (To cancel subscription, please reply ‘cancel’)
Wes: Who is this? WHAT THE HECK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
Me: Command not recognized. Please assure us you are human by completing the following sentence: My favorite animal is (blank).
Wes: Cat
Me: Correct! You will continue to receive CatFACTZ every <hour>!
Wes: Go away.
(text from Mrs. J: I am trying my hardest not to laugh!)
Me: Thank you for texting CatFACTZ! Remember, every time you text you will receive an instant CatFACTZ! (to cancel please rely ‘C4729049GHSK8503-2347593GH’)
Wes: C4729049GHSK8503-2347593GH
Me: You want to cancel? Please answer the following question to confirm you are human: How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?
Wes: I hate you.
Me: Command not recognized. Cancel process terminated. You will continue to receive CatFACTZ every <hour>.
Wes: Who are you?
Me: Just your friendly neighborhood troll.
Me: Plus part Pegasus.
Wes: Well played, my friend. Well played.
Trolls are awesome. When you don’t know them.
I know a few. And I guess they’re okay. They kinda get annoying after a while. Cause they send you texts that say stuff like “We’ll be there in five minutes.” when they are on the other side of the state. Not that I believed this troll, of course. But still. That’s just not very nice.
Okay, they aren’t that annoying. They’re actually quite humorous.
Sorry trolling friends. Troll on. Troll. On.
Because then you get stuff like this:
Q is for Quirks and I have quite a few but of course at the moment I can only come up with 6. It’s pretty sad.
April 19, 2012
Yeah this is me laying under a car.
- I have to have the toilet paper on the roller a certain way. If it isn’t on correctly, I will take it off the roller and turn it around right.
- When I’m saying a word, I see it in my head. I didn’t realize this until I started pronouncing words I had only heard(on TV or something) how they were spelled, NOT how I had heard them. Like Sybil on Downton Abbey. I would pronounce her name differently than I was hearing it because I was, unconsciously, reading it in my mind how I imagined it to be spelled and therefore before my brain could connect that I’d heard it differently, I said it how I thought it was spelled. I do this all the time. It’s really weird.
- Books that I read a long ways back I often think are movies because of how well my imagination created the world I was reading about. For instance, I’ve thought I watched a Boxcar Children movie because I read them when I was younger and I still remember specific SCENES as if I had watched a movie. Even now, when reading a book I’m really into I will, when thinking about going to continue the story, think “Press play” as if I am going to continue a movie before realizing it was a book.
- I cannot sleep with blankets on my feet unless it is REALLY cold. And sticking limbs off the side of the bed? Ne
- I like the smell of books and money and it causes people to give me weird stares a lot.
- According to my dad, one of my quirks is that I’m a dork. Fairly certain that’s not technically a quirk but whatever.
So…I guess that’s it. For now.
Dang.
It’s not time for Q yet but heck, Zooey Deschanel just liked my pin on Pinterest so we are basically BFFs now.
Just a few minutes ago I got a notification telling me that Zooey Deschanel, who is possibly the most awesome actress who ever existed(second maybe to Audrey Hepburn), had “liked” my pin on Pinterest. MY pin. Zooey. The totally cool actress. Liked. My pin. On Pinterest. Whaaaat!
Best day ever.
I mean, that’s totally awesome. Because Zooey is awesome.
And it’s definitely not legit.
Yes I do have a right arm. It was just originally supposed to be on her shoulder but in this shot I stretched it out for some reason. Probably cramps.
This is me with my Best Internet Friend/Twin, Picco, who’s pretty much the most awesome internet friend ever. Because she’s hilarious. And we love all the same stuff. And someday we will meet in person and it will be awesome.
But until then, we just continue to stalk each other’s blogs and follow one another on Pinterest. Because Pinterest is awesome. And while on Pinterest looking through some of Picco’s boards, I found a picture of some cupcakes which instantly morphed me into baking mode and I immediately donned my make-believe apron(because I STILL don’t have a real one, though I’ve been wanting one for FOREVER) and started baking. That is why this post is dedicated to Piccola. Because her pin inspired.
Model picture that inspired.
Mine.
The peanut butter buttercream frosting stuff didn’t end up turning out quite right so I’m going to add some of my own ideas of ingredients to it later on. I’ll let you know how that turns out.
Bye.
Pretty much I need a Mac and to be chilling at Panera.
Surprise! I got new glasses.
Yeah they’re awesome. What I don’t understand is why anytime people try them on they make a funny face.
Yeah...sadly I know these people. Actually they're pretty awesome so whatever.
And here is something that defines me a bit. Because I’m really not either full on geek or nerd.
The end.
Meals.
They’re a common request in this family.
And as the family cook, I make a lot of them.
In fact, I make 19 meals a week. That’s about 76 a month, and 912 a year.
That is a LOT of food. And a lot of cooking. If I spend an average of half an hour in the kitchen per each meal(often longer for dinners and shorter for breakfasts), that’d mean I spend about 547 hours in the kitchen a year.
Mhmm. And that’s not counting any baking or experiments, which I do about once or twice a month. Or WAY more than that in the winter months.
And this isn’t your normal 4-people-feeding meals. Oh no, I have to feed 10 hungry people. 7 of which are boys.
This is the alfredo I made the other night.
That is a lot of alfredo.
Yummy alfredo.
So anyway, yep. I spend a lot of time cooking. I’ve been making every meal for almost two years now. It’s pretty awesome and I enjoy doing it.
Yay for cooking!
