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My day has been unproductive at best. I moved the rest of my clothes into my bedroom, but other than that.. yeah, not much accomplished. Well, I suppose I did run the errands and get the things I needed this morning, so that counts, too.

We're having pumpkin day at work on Thursday, so I had to buy my portion of my team's stuff. This included a pumpkin and paint. That's all I'm telling you.

All and all, though. I'll be glad when it's next weekend. I know I had today off from work, but considering how hard I worked Saturday and Sunday, it didn't really feel like a weekend. Next weekend, I ain't doin' squat.

In keeping with yesterday's theme...

Clearly catering to the teenage male market.

Current Mood: content

I was helping my roommate clean up the yard today. He mowed a couple weeks ago, and, like good hay, the extra clumps just kinda stayed where they were and dried. Because he got too lazy to blow them out of the yard or mulch them up.

Today, the grass was too wet for it to mulch properly, so I went out there with a leaf rake and raked the entire yard. We could've gotten at least a full bale of hay out of this crap. And now I have a blister. But since I'm very magnanimous, I'm not blaming him. Currently.

But we left a pile, and went to take a break. And then we went back to it and he was all "this time, you lift, I'll hold the bag."

And I went to do scoop up an armful... and I noticed the biggest cricket that ever cricketed jumping through it! So I was like, "uh, no way, dude." So then he killed it for me and scooped up an armful.

AND THERE WAS ANOTHER CRICKET.

We were just standing there and I was like, "I don't think this is going to work."

And then he shoved the bag at me and cleaned up the rest of it.

Current Mood: headachey

Lewis Black, on candy corn:

The worst thing about Halloween is, of course, candy corn. It's unbelievable to me. Candy corn is the only candy in the history of America that's never been advertised. And there's a reason. All of the candy corn that was ever made was made in 1911. And so, since nobody eats that stuff, every year there's a ton of it left over. And the candy corn company sends the guys to the villages and they collect out of the dumpsters all the candy corn we've thrown away. They wash it!! They wash it!

I'll never forget the first time my mother gave me candy corn. She said, "Here - Lewis, this is candy corn. It's corn that tastes like candy". [high pitched sound] This tastes like crap! And every year since then, Halloween has returned and I, like an Alzhiemer's patient, find myself in the room, and the room has a big table in it, and on the table is a bowl of candy corn. And I look at it as if I've never seen it before. "Candy corn", I think. "Corn that tastes like candy. I can't wait". Son of a bitch!!

P.S. If you don't know who Lewis Black is...well, then, I don't know you. That's all I'm sayin'.

Current Mood: ecstatic

Oh em gee. Have I ever told you how much I love fall? FALL. AUTUMN. I LOVE YOU. MARRY ME AND HAVE MY BABIES. OR I'LL HAVE YOURS. IT WORKS!

Seriously. It's been fallish (read: damp, dreary and gray and cold) enough the last few days that the tops of the trees are starting to change. IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME.

One thing Iowa has going for it: in the off-seasons (Spring and Fall, especially Fall), it is gorgeous. And I have big, fancypants cameras with which to capture the gorgeousity.

Oh god. Fall.

*spazz*

DON'T GET ME STARTED ON CANDY CORN.

Current Mood: ecstatic

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Entries tagged with seasons: fall 08

This Halloween thing is weird.

BIG FLAME

Yard work

OK. I got me started on the candy corn.

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