Saturday, January 12, 2008

Unopened Plain White Bread



    • Rebekah got her braces off. Here are the newly perfect teeth.
    • Please note that someone in South Africa viewed my blog.
    • In the wee (so to speak) hours of Friday morning I got up to pee. During the procedure it hit me like a tidal wave that I had applied to SAIC (my employer) to pay for me to go back to school to work on a second master's degree. It is called Master of Information Systems Management with the University of Phoenix (online), which would begin in late January. The current month. Why did I do this? What in the world was I thinking? If I didn't know better I would have uttered a word toward the benign end of the expletive spectrum. I now have to wait to see if the company approves it since I asked for nearly three times the amount usually available for this kind of thing. I wrote a 13 page appeal to the Powers that Be. Lock me up. Stick a fork in me. What to do?
    • I have always had a desire to violently smash a full loaf of white bread. I could never afford it. I think this is my next project. Much more appropriate for my skill level than going back to school.
    • Since someone recently told me my eyebrows are far too bushy for my face, I made my first foray into eyebrow shaping. I plucked. I don't see much of a difference. And I ain't going to thin-line it. To heck with it.
    • Remember that pop-Mormon so-called "music" group called Afterglow? Good grief the very thought of it makes my insides vibrate with laughter and then it spills out... I used to love listening to that stuff. Ah, youth.
    • I, along with tens, if not thousands, of others, have made the new year's resolution to not make a new year's resolution. I need to just let myself off the hook for heaven's sake. I am the sort who gets herself into stupid scrapes like going back to school. See?
    • Jerry challenged me to write a poem about rising above the fa-fa. I will compose it right this second.

    I vaulted over the fa-fa

    Way up into the sky

    I saw it was dim

    And full of milk skim

    And I went back to eating my pie

    2 comments:

    Jennifer said...

    Tsk. Don't you know that bushy eyebrows are in?

    And, if you can write a 13-page appeal in favor of going back to school, the actual act of going could not possibly be so insurmountable.

    Ah, Afterglow. I remember always thinking it was such an odd name for a conservative religious pop group.

    Kimberly said...

    Concerning Afterglow: indeed!! My guess is that this name was adopted in error, which is funny enough. However, if someone came up with it in full awareness, as a joke, then that would absolutely redeem the entire sentimental gooey mess for me.