Stream of Consciousness: Part Four

1. I SNEEZED ON THE BEAT AND THE BEAT GOT SICKER. I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker. i sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker. Please, I'm begging you, help me. That's the only line I know from that song, and I didn't even know it was a Beyonce song until Kelsey told me last week. But it's been stuck in my head for two days now, and it needs to get out.

2a. My left hand is like Paul Dean in a footrace - a little slower than the rest. I don't know what's wrong with it, but it's always been significantly weaker than my right hand. Yes, I'm right-handed, but sometimes I can't even grip something with my left hand (thatswhatshesaid). Add that to the list of things I need to go to the doctor for.

2b. I also cannot stretch my left arm behind my head like this. It hurts to even try, and it's become a running joke in spin class.

3. I desperately need a haircut, and my roots are slowly but surely creeping down my head. But I couldn't get an appointment for another two and a half weeks. The struggle is real, my friends.

4. I wear a leopard scarf 3-4 times a week, despite owning roughly 20 scarves. I play favorites.

5. I want to start recording podcasts, and I've started doing research to find the best microphone and software. Would y'all listen? I like this idea better than vlogging, because you won't be able to see me, and therefore, won't be able to see how many beers I manage to drink. But seriously, would y'all listen?


I'm happy to report that Tiff Gee did not cancel her trip, even though I came off a little rapey.

7. I need to start tanning again.

8. I'm probably saying this to the wrong crowd, but I hate Toms. You know, the shoes? I hate them. And don't even get me started with the whole, "But they donate a pair of shoes to someone in need if you buy a pair!" Don't try to make me feel bad about this. I don't like them. That is all.