"I'm just beginning. The pen's in my hand, ending unplanned."

I was over at the Tsaritsa sez the other day and came across this really cool handwriting meme. I thought maybe I'd end up doing it myself and, low and behold, Apfel tagged me in her own post! I don't know why I'm so excited about this, but what can I say? I'm a big nerd. Whatever.

Anyway, these were the questions I had to answer.

1. What's your name/your Blogger name?
2. What's your blog's name/URL?
3. Write "the quick fox jumps over the lazy dog"
4. Favorite quote?
5. Your favorite song?
6. Your favorite band/singers?
7. Anything else you want to say?
8. Tag 3-5 other people.

As if my handwriting isn't sucky enough, the picture had to be blurry too. Sorry.

Tagged: Kaylee
              Victoria (For the love of everything holy, DO NOT call her Vicki!)
              Lauren
              Becky

30 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE
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Day 19 – A song from your favorite album:

Picking a favorite album is just as hard for me as picking a favorite song. There are SO many good ones. If I HAVE to pick, though, I'd probably say Fiona Apple's Tidal. That CD kind of began my obsession with "good" music. My favorite song from the album, and possibly just my favorite Fiona song in general, is Never is a Promise. It's only real contender for all time favorite Fiona song would be Love Ridden. We'll just call it a tie.☺

"I wished on the lidded blue flames under your brow, and baby I wished for you."

30 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE
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Day 2 - Your least favorite song:

I don't know what it is, but it kills me to have to hear or sing Happy Birthday. I'm always that one person standing in the background, moving my lips hoping that no one will realize that I'm not actually singing. When it's my birthday I have to threaten everyone so they don't sing it. The stupid song gives anxiety or something. My whole body tenses up and I want to hide under a rock. There's probably some horrible experience associated with my hatred, but I'll keep it in the depths of my mind if I can get away with things the way I have for the past 25 years.

"Oh, you're going to sing Happy Birthday? But I have to go to the bathroom REAL bad!"
"...to youuuuu."
"Aw, bummer! Sorry I missed it."
NOT!




Ok, this makes it a bit more bearable.

"No, not baby anymore. If I need you I'll just use your simple name."

The sister and the douchebag broke up! (Cue the Hallelujah Chorus.)

The thing about this idiot is that we really did like him. He was a bit of a brown noser, but all in all, we liked him. What we didn't like is how he treated her, and treat her well he did not. I won't get into specifics, but let's just say that he was a boozer, a user (...of her, not drugs.) and a loser.



He broke up with her Saturday night (for the third time) and she made a "public announcement" last night. Hopefully it will be for good this time, since she hasn't been distraught like she was in the past. In fact, DB came over tonight to give the sister her spare key back. When she got back into the house mom asked if she was ok and she just kind of shrugged. Then she followed it up with "Well, whatever. His loss. I'm gonna go put on my footie pajamas."



Best breakup response EVER.