Dracula

There is a town in Georgia called Dacula. I vote for them just adding a letter and making it Dracula. Who's with me?

i am so in love . . .

with my new vacuum cleaner. I've never had such strong feelings about an appliance before. Actually, I've never had any feelings about an appliance before. But I love him. Do you know why? Because he actually picks up dirt (something my other vaccum gave up on quite some time ago). And he does it in style.

Let me tell you a little bit about Mr. Hoover Turbo Cyclonic Upright. He's a bagless, multi-surface, 12 amp cleaning machine, with a headlight and a HEPA filter. Do I even know what a HEPA filter is? I certainly don't. Nor do I understand the cyclonic aspect of him. But it doesn't matter. He picks up all the little fuzzies that my other vacuum left behind. And I love him for it.

So here's to you Mr. Hoover. Welcome to your new home.

noooooooooooo

No! I think I'm getting sick. Which means . . .
Yes, I am wearing the same clothes I wore yesterday (because I never got out of them).
No, I haven't showered in almost 48 hours. (don't judge)
Yes, I spent all of my afternoon and evening yesterday watching videos online. (I said don't judge)
Yes, I slept in til 11 today.
Yes, I have been using hand sanitizer at work. HAND SANITIZER for goodness' sake! How did this happen?
Yes, I pumped myself full of vitamin C today.
Yes, I have considered getting a flu shot even though I hate needles so, so, much. Really, so much.

Immune system, why do you hate me?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN !

happy birthday john

and thank you for writing one of the greatest songs of all time.

sorry mom and dad

thank you Henry David Thoreau . . .

. . . for reminding me that my house, and it's decoration, and the furniture inside aren't as important as I sometimes think they are.

I went to look at apartments today in early preparation for my lease ending in January, and found myself wishing I could afford a more luxurious place than my current options. insert sad face here. Later I went to the park to read some Walden and get some sun (because darn my Caucasian skin), and couldn't have felt more selfish and materialistic.

Now, I'm no Chris McCandless; I have no intention of leaving the comforts of this modern life I lead (again, that whole materialistic thing). But Thoreau does bring up some good points to think about.

I don't know how my relationship with Thoreau is going to end up. This is the first of his writings I have read and I can't decide how I feel about it until I finish. However, he has managed to make me muse on his words.

So well done Henry David. Well done.