Confessions of a swampaholic...

Hello, my name is Torrie, and I'm....

a swampaholic.

I've been watching Swamp People on the History channel for close to a month now, and I crave it more and more every day.  We just saw this last week that season one is up on Netflix, and there may or may not have been tears of joy involved.

Here's the basic plot line:

Take a bunch of red neck, born and bred in the bayou cajuns.

Give them some boats, shot guns, massively huge "fishing" hooks, and some three day old rancid meat.

And send them out into the swamplands to hunt gators.

Oh what, that wasn't convincing enough for you?

Maybe you should watch this:

Or maybe this

And if this doesn't get your heart pounding, well then you'd better get your heart checked out

Seriously people, if you're not already spending your Thursday nights watching this then I'd suggest you get started.  Soon.  As in don't even wait until Thursday, just go look it up on hulu.

Day 10

Day 10: A picture of your favorite place to eat

My favorite place to eat?  I feel as though I should know where that is...

I like plenty of places, but once you throw in that word favorite I start questioning which one I like the bestest of the best.  Man, this is tough.

After about 30 seconds of intense thinking, I'm gonna have to go with this

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Mostly because I can get one of these bad boys there

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That'd be the Burnin' Love burger.  By far the best jalapeno burger I have ever eaten.

And trust me, I've eaten a lot of jalapeno burgers in my life.

Some close runner ups:

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With an honorable mention for

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Rest in peace, my friend.

And once again, curse you Costa Vida for taking over and ruining my life.

 

Excuse me, are you Persian?

So there I was, awkwardly positioned behind the counter of the church library, trying my darnedest to avoid eye contact with anyone and everyone who might ask if I was headed to Sunday School.

[fyi, I wasn't.  My friend, who actually works in the library, was having boy trouble and wanted someone to talk to.  Plus, I just didn't feel like going.  I need a healthy dose of rebellion in my life every now and then.]

In the rush of teachers trying to get the best baggies of chalk and whatever other supplies they needed, I hear "Hey, are you Persian?" 

 I finally locate the questioner and very classily say,

"Hunh?"

[just picture the face that went with it.  Priceless.]

The rest of the conversation went something like this:

"Are you Persian?"

"Oh, um, no?  I don't know?  My mom was adopted so, I mean, I guess anything's possible...right?"

"Oh, yeah, I was just wondering.  You just look like one.  You know, like those darker-skinned Europeans.  I like it."

"Hunh.  Cooool."

Fifty points from Gryffindor for my complete awkwardness.

But really now, what do Persian people look like?  Do I look Persian?  Was that supposed to be a compliment?

As soon as I got home, I went straight to my faithful advisor, Sir Google.  This is what he had to show me when I asked what Persian people look like.

Jake Gyllenhaal from Prince of Persia

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Kim Kardashian

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And my personal favorite, Ahma-whatever

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Well, I guess two out of three ain't bad...

Moral of the story kids, if you want to tell someone they're hot like Jake G or Kim K, just say that.  Because telling a person they look Persian might lead them to worrying they look like that crazy guy they always make fun of on SNL.

Day 9

Day 9: A photo of the last thing you purchased.

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Has anyone else ever heard of chocolate milk being a good recovery food [um, I mean drink] after exercising?  You mean you haven't?  Maybe I'm just the only person addicted enough to actually read news articles and scientific journal articles about chocolate milk.

Seriously though, I'd choose chocolate milk over sports drinks any day.  Heck, I'd choose chocolate milk over pretty much anything any day.

A work in progress

...but I'm liking the progress I'm making.

We'll see how this goes.

Now I'm going to go take a quick nap before work.

You see, I only slept for 3 hours last night.

Yikes.

Stupid blog...

Oh hey, remember the other day how I mentioned I was working on downloading new fonts so that I could make my blog pretty?

Well, it didn't work.

And one of the suggestions the stupid tutorial had for if it didn't work was to switch over to a simple blog format with no modifications made to it.

Well, it still didn't work.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why my blog is now ugly.

I'll fix it again soon enough, but I just wanted to make sure and take the time to think about how I really want it to look before I start playing around with it.

Plus, I kinda feel like holding a grudge against my blog and making it stay ugly as punishment for not working with me. 

Chocolate chip cookies and rain are a good combination

A little too good, actually.  Lets just say I've filled my quota for the week.  But hey, I can't help it.  Just imagine the world's best cookie (seriously, I'm just waiting for the copyright on it to get finalized) in one hand, a cold glass of milk in the other, a scary movie on the tv, and the sound of rain drizzling outside.

On second thought, maybe it was actually the scary movie that made me eat so many...it was either a cookie or my nails.  I think I went with the better option.

Overall, I'm not sure how I feel about this rain business.  I really really really want summer and sunshine, but can I just say there's nothing quite like running in the rain?  Like, there's a little teeny tiny part of me that's keeping its fingers crossed for rain in the morning so I can run in it again.

Speaking of running, I'd like to report that I ran 9 miles this past week...10 minutes faster than I'd anticipated!  Feel free to clap now.

I do believe thats about all I have to say for today...

but mostly actually I just want to go eat another cookie.

Day 8

Day 8: A song to match your mood

Remember how I mentioned the other day that I've turned into a teenage boy?  I thought I'd gotten over that this last week.  I even woke up at 6:30 one day to go run.  Well, it came back in full force this morning.  So really, its only natural that this is the song that matches my mood today.

Bruno Mars, The Lazy Song

Ok, so obviously I don't really think everything he wants to do matches my mood.

I mean, I'd never be caught dead in a snuggie.

Ha.

For the official music video, click here.  

[Warning: I didn't use this one because its a bit creepy and had one too many pelvic thrusts for my liking]

For lyrics, click here. 

Stuff I think about on Sunday evenings

I just spent about the last twenty minutes learning how to download new fonts and use them on your blog...well actually I already knew how to do that.  I was learning how to make it so everyone could actually see that font, even if they don't have it installed on their computer.  I figured I was about done, then I scrolled down...and down...and down...and about 3 weeks later found the bottom of the page.  Lets just say I'll be working on that later.

Alright, first things first.  I'm happy to report that I engaged in social activity not once, but TWICE this last week.  I know.  Activity #1 was hitting up the cheap theater with a friend, and activity #2 was a movie night.  And I successfully initiated conversations with 4 people I didn't know.  Ha, I seriously feel like THEE BIGGEST NERD right now.  But also seriously, I'm proud of myself for setting a goal and sticking to it.

And now I've forgotten everything else I had planned on mentioning because I just spent the last 8 minutes laughing at myself.  Hmmm, well guess I'll try again later.  Maybe I'll even have some new fonts to show off...maybe.