It's coming...

I promise, the story really is coming... I'm just waiting for my editor (AKA Kevin) to approve it. So, until that happens... I'll give you a teaser: At one point during the day I didn't want to do what he was asking me to do, he consumed almost an entire pizza (I had one slice-- my man can eat!), and we went somewhere for the view but I didn't end up getting a chance to actually see it too much (wink!). Well there you go, Oh! and I'll also show you my ring (pictured above) ... and I'll hurry Kevin up. Check back soon!

Sigh.

Today was the best day of my life to date. I got what every woman wished for. I got the perfect proposal, in the perfect location, from the perfect guy. More details to follow, but for now I'm just perfectly content to be in love and preparing to spend the rest of eternity with the man of my dreams.

Just an update.

I've discussed my obsession of hatred of the song mentioned below with a couple of people. I thought maybe I could give it another chance. Then it came on the radio right after as I was driving home. Kevin and I practically raced to change it. However, not realizing how much he hated it, he made the rookie mistake of going to cover his ears... rookie. Not to worry, I changed it; and there was nobody on the road to almost swerve into.

Thank you Owl City.

I'm sorry

I don't like to offend people in the blogosphere, it's not my intent, and I don't like doing it. But every time I hear this song on the radio I want to gouge out my eyes. If I had to choose between listening to this song and jumping off a very tall building onto train tracks covered in spikes where a train is coming, I would choose the latter (not really, I don't have a death wish). But seriously, I can't change the station fast enough. I almost swerved into another car while attempting to change the station, it's a hazard to play it on the radio, really.



So if you can attempt to tell me why this song doesn't blow, or you want to pledge your allegiance with my hating it... leave a comment and let me know. And again, sorry if you love it... I don't mean to offend.

Some People Lead by Example

Not me. I don't lead by example. I lead by non-example, and telling people what I dream about. I think most of the great leaders of our time have done it my way. Like Martin Luther King, he had a dream. Sure. He told people about his dream. Yes. I can do that. Do I have to actually start a Civil Right Movement? No. I believe my thinking is unflawed, so go ahead and don't argue with me. When you have skills like mine, you really can't argue with them.

I HAVE A DREAMSICLE!

Yesterday I changed in my car. Some people might think that is isn't a big deal, especially considering how short my legs are. But then, you must consider that my car is tiny. Also, my car was moving at the time. And here's the kicker, I was driving at the time. I know you can't make calls (minus with bluetooth), but is there are law against changing your clothes while driving? I'll have to look that up.

Here's some dumb laws from my hometown of Fresno.

• No one may annoy a lizard in a city park (Guilty).
• Skipping rocks in a city park is not allowed (I've broken this one countless times).
• It is against the law to hold a private Bingo game (Something to do next weekend).
• Permanent markers may not be sold in the city limits (Shame on you Staples)
• It is illegal to sell gasoline to a drunken person (I happen to agree with this one).
• Elementary schools may not host poker tournaments (The Office, anyone?).