For Narnia!

Not really. But that's a cool title!
...Not really.
Anywho, I would firstly like to start off in saying... you know my last post? Yeah, that was certainly not me trying to begin a "blog war"....as some people coughcough would like to flatter themselves in thinking. Heheh.
Next...ly, I'm going to write a whole ton of random stuff that's swirling around in my head, just dying to get out.
Numero Uno- I saw Narnia on Thursday night! So good. It was actually the first movie I ever saw at midnight. And the theater wasn't as packed as I wished it were, because if nobody goes to see this movie, they won't make another one. So go see it, kay? I loooooved it. Not as much as Prince Caspian, but it was still good. And it was 3D...which actually, I haven't decided if I liked that or not. But whatevs. It was good.
And we (my sister and I) got to the movie theater like two hours early...and the employees were like, staring us down. So we went to Uno Pizzaria. And I've never been there. So like...this waiter comes up and tells us his name is Ronnie. And then he wrote it on a napkin. But it was more like Roni. You know, like Macaroni? So that was what I called him.
To his face?
Nah.

This post is getting increasingly random!
Okay, number two of random information of the week.
I hate time lines! True story. And this one time line, I just can't bring myself to do it. I know that in the end, I'll get it done (with much stressing)....but I just.can't.bring.myself.to.do.it.
Tres piece of randomocity...
I feel the need to rant here. About two things. One (1)...if a girl is lucky enough to find a guy that has set standards for himself, then she needs to respect that. And cherish it. And be thankful that there's still a hope for the male race. Which brings me to ranting point two (2)....that I dislike the male race. Muchly. Well, maybe only 2 or 3 (or 4 or 5 or 12435743443...) belonging to it, but still. It seems to be a package deal.
Uhhkay. Fourth random fact...
Me gusta mucho Owl City (see how contradictory I am sometimes? I'm all like "I hate boys" and then I'm all like "I love Owl City?" Sheesh.)
Anyways, I'm kind of in love with this blog post here. Like the entirety of it.
Pointlessly random tidbit number five...
I decided last night that I was going to use the word "shan't" in my next blog post. But I forgot till just now. So! I shan't forget about it next time.


Okay. I'm thinkin' that's all for now. I promise I'll try to write a more...intelligent sounding (pshh) post next time! :)

P.S....Christmas is in exactly two weeks :)

New Outlook On My Blog!

Sooooo. Today, Jesse someone told me that my blog is random. Which, granted, it is...but still. Then he they told me to back off his their blog. But I decided to change my blog and poetically use flowery words to throw my feelings at you express my emotions. Okay. Here goes.

You. Are an enigma. And you are never changing, unlike the seasons as they change from Spring to Summer to Fall to Winter. You are so puzzling, yet you always follow the same pattern. Much like a jigsaw puzzle. With a thousand and one pieces. And yet, I can never get that last piece to fit into the puzzle of your character.
Now excuse me while I go find some poetic song lyrics to copy here about you...

I told you that you had it coming, Jesse. I. Told. You. Muahaha. :)

~~~

For the record, there really is a person who is being like this. And it infuriates me. A lot.

22 Days

Muahaha. I can get my permit three weeks from tomorrow.
I only hope I can control my road rage as well as these people can.



...The entire purpose of this post was basically to show you that video...
:)

OCD And Other Acronyms

What are your thoughts on acronyms? Love 'em, hate 'em? At first glance, they may seem like lazy ways of saying something. BUT. If you really think about it (yes, yes...these are the kinds of things I think about) it's quite bothersome. You have to think about every first letter of each word and keep track of all of them, keep them in order, etc. Plus, there's always the troubling dilemma of taking the "a"s and the "the"s into account. And! Do you put periods in between each letter?
Hmm.
Such.A.Hard.Decision.
See, everyone knows the common acronyms- ASAP, RSVP, among many others.
But what on earth does SSSE or LLATL or CID mean?
You'd have to ask my little sister that.
She walks around saying "La La Lattle" (LLATL)...which is her Learning Language Arts Through Literature book...which, I admit is a mouthful and a handful to write. But still.
And for the record...SSSE is Steve Spangler Science Experiment and CID is caller I.D. :p
Anywho. What if we all thought in acronyms? All the time. This is what I would be saying...
IMHJRTPP- I may have just ruined the pumpkin pie...Oops.
IMMA- I miss my Annapolis...True story.
ILTW- I love Tyler Ward.
TVWHBBWAGS- That video would have been better without a girl singer...I dislike female singers. Except for a few. But even they get on my nerves after a while.
CEIEOMA- Christmas Eve is exactly one month away...Nyesss.
IWICDT- I wish I could do this...For real.
IOSTMTOYT- I obviously spend too much time on Youtube !
OCDHANM- OCD has a new meaning...wait what?
Yes. I am now two kinds of OCD! Obsessive Compulsive Disorder...slightly. Or so says my sister...
But anyway, apparently, OCD can mean....Obsessive Christmas Disorder! Hehe.
Which I most definitely am. I'm kind of...counting down the seconds until the clock strikes midnight tomorrow so I can break out the Christmas music!
I love Christmas...but that's for another post for another day :)

HT! (Happy Thanksgiving!)

Lists

I absolutely love lists. I love reading them. I love making them. I always have.
Sooo here's a list of say...29 random things I think of off the top of my head?

1) I just randomly thought of the number 29 off the top of my head ;)
2) It's almost midnight...I'm a night owl.
3) I'm currently obsessed with Regency fiction (Jane Austen era).
4) I have too many books to fit on my bookshelf.
5) I've decided that from now on I will only pronounce dragon as "draygun".
6) I've already failed that ^.
7) I just realized how selfish this list sounds. Every single one has started with "I".
8) My (ha! not "I") cat only drinks out of blue water bowls. And only eats out of red food bowls.
9) I have a reversible bedspread.
10) I have a not-so-secret obsession with cheesy boy bands. Especially when they harmonize and do overly-practiced synchronized dance moves. It makes me laugh.
11) Prince Caspian is still one of my all time favorite movies. No matter what anyone says about it...or how strongly I disagree with Caspian being old-ish.
12) Procrastination is my one of my biggest problems.
13) I've decided that marrying a British guy is too far fetched...so I'll settle for a Southern accent.
14) My taste in music has expanded a lot in the past year.
15) Going back to #2...I hate being the last one awake in my house.
16) I've never put together a puzzle with more than 100 pieces (these are random, remember?).
17) This is a pretty song.
18) Winter is my favorite season.
19) If I could, I would wear flip-flops year round.
20) I can get my permit in exactly 59 days. Yikes.
21) My mom just told me to go to sleep. It's exactly 12:00.
22) Most usually...If I like 5 or more songs on a CD, I buy it.
23) I have a super-cool Einstein bobble head. Like the one from Night at the Museum 2.
24) This list is turning lame. But now I'm quite determined to finish it.
25) I'm writing a spy book. It's gonna be cliche, just the way I like it :)
Not.
26) I chew gum. A lot.
27)I hate leaving voice mail messages.
28) Therefore...I'm obsessed...highly obsessed...with texting.
29) Even though this list has taken me a long time to compile...I still love lists!
30)....I hate odd numbers. I forgot. Sooo. Here's number 30...so I can end on an even number :D

Whoo. That only took...like twenty minutes. Haha.
I'm going to sleep now :)

Really Now?

Do you see this ridiculousness? Look at the last post. See that nonsense about writing more? Yeah, no. It's already been almost a month. Craziness. The reason behind that would be that I started school. Like I said I would. And it's crazy...actually, I think I spend more time procrastinating the work than I do on the work. But that's normal, right? ...Riiiight? Yeah, I'm pretty sure it is. :D
Uhm. This is another pointless post. But what's not fun about pointlessness? It's like driving down a dark road at night, with no real destination. Or something of the like.
Anyways, to make this not a completely stupid post, listen to this because it's a fun song and I bet you ten bucks you will wake up tomorrow with it in your head :)
And read this-because I need feedback and ideas!

Prologue-
What is luck? Is it really defined by red-headed dwarfs, running around in green pea coats and pointed shoes, chasing after a non-existent treasure at the end of a rainbow? I personally have never believed in luck, only blessings from God. But let's pretend for one second that I've always believed in luck. If that were true, I would have to say...I have horrible luck. When I was nine years old, I went over to my friend's house and we were playing in her back yard. Suddenly, she stopped and said,
"Wait! There are so many four leaf clovers in my back yard...I'm going to find you one!"
So she jumped off her little red swing and began scouring her back yard for a little piece of luck to give me. Can you guess what happens next?
"Oh, I can't find one," she said with a shrug of her shoulders, "you must have bad luck."
Of course, back then I just laughed about it, because like I said before, I've never believed in luck. Nevertheless, as I sit here pretending to believe in luck, I find that what she said was completely and utterly true. I have and always have had bad luck. Whether it was tripping in front of a cute boy, dropping my purse in a puddle of mud, or even having someone plagiarize my paper so skillfully that we both got big, fat F's, nobody has ever looked at me and said, "Man, that girl has some good luck."
This story isn't about my bad luck, though. The story I'm about to tell you is the story of the day my luck changed. Looking back at it, I'm still not sure if it was for the better- or for the worse.

Whoo! I just succeeded in making that not so pointless after all :)

Whoa...

It's been a while! Actually, a few weeks ago I wrote a semi-long post, and I decided to get all high tech (not) and do strike-through text, but it messed up the entire post twice, so I finally gave up.
I have an iron will.
Funny.
Anyway, I go back to school in exactly one week! Actually, in exactly one week I'll be done my first day of school. And yeah, I am excited. It's been a long summer. I'm pretty sure my last post was all about how boringly my summer was going...Well, it got to the point where watching paint would have been more exciting.
No, really, a few days of my summer were employed doing that while we were having our house renovated. Hehe.
I'm pretty sure this is one of my more pointless posts ever.
But, I just wanted to write a quick post before I go back to school, and this upcoming week is gonna be crazy busy.
So, I hope everyone had an amazing remainder of summer, and I'll be back when I have something more interesting to post!
:)

Summer...

is so very cruel to me. I haven't even been on here for almost a month. Because there is really nothing to write about. Yep, my days consist of boredom. And math. Can't forget the math. My Algebra 2 book has become my constant companion, a stead-fast friend through the grueling monotony of "Summer Vacation".
Ha.Ha.
Not really. It's become more of a boomerang- I throw it away, it comes back and smacks me in the face...something to that effect, at least ;)
There is something good about having a lot of free time on my hands, though. I've been reading so much more. This past year, I haven't really done a whole lot of reading for fun, just because there was always a book I was reading for school, or a huge work load for me to finish.
And one thing that I was extremely happy about was that I finally finished a Jane Austen book. Yay! I read Mansfield Park, and I got through it in about two days. It was actually easier to read than Pride and Prejudice or Emma, both of which I've started but never fully finished.
The last book I finished was The Host by Stephenie Meyer (she wrote the Twilight books) and it was so good. I tell ya, she has a talent for putting just the right words together, her books can have you laughing one second and sobbing the next. And yes, I did sob. About four times.
Anyway, all of these books I've been reading have been inspiring me to write. I wrote a short story for school last month, and I really liked the story, so I've been lengthening and changing some stuff in it.
So yeah, that's my summer thus far. No amusement parks, swimming pools, or beach trips for me...yet.
Actually I heard my parents talking tonight at dinner and got something to the effect of:
"Why does Naomi need this bug repellent [I'm allergic to mosquito bites...or the reactions the anesthetic does or something...] she never goes outside anyway!"
True Story. I really don't go outside enough. But, nobody can blame me when I'm some brilliant scholar because of all the hours I spent indoors reading and writing ;)
Okay, I'm rambling now-the effect of excessive boredom- so I think I shall go find a new book to read :)
Hope everyone is enjoying their summers just as much (but really much, much more) as I am!

Blagh-ing

Yep. Say "blagh", just like "blog", except with a sigh.
The school year is coming to an end. On Wednesday, to be exact.
This year has been a very...interesting year for me. I realized, about halfway through the year, that this has been my first year being "the new kid" since third grade when I went to school for the first time. And honestly, I'm not one of those people who can walk into a new place and automatically feel at home. It takes me a while...quite a while, actually, to really get comfortable in a new place. And this year, it seemed to take me a really, really long time. I mean, in third grade, for the most part, it was really easy to make friends. Even if they weren't the forever kind of friends, they were the friends you could hang out with on the playground and share your third-grader secrets with.
Ninth grade is a different thing, entirely.
Making friends is more about relating to another person than sharing your cookies with them (of course, sharing never hurt anyone :))
So now, I find myself at the end of my first year of High School. I feel like I've only just gotten settled, and now it is all coming to an end.
That idea is sigh-worthy, right?
But instead of being upset, I would rather rejoice in the fact that God has blessed me with these last couple of months. I've made friends, I've become settled in a place that I'll be returning to, and because of those things, I've been able to let go of what used to be.
I'm coming to the end of this year honestly feeling like I'm ready to move forward in my life, as opposed to dwelling in the past.
.......................................................
Yeah, this sounds super inspirational, eh? ;)
Anyway! Summer is upon me, and I'm almost ready to embrace it. A summer...full of Algebra 2.
Oh dear...now that is a sigh-worthy thought.

True Story

So, tonight, I went to a concert, by a band by the name offfffff. Rush Of Fools. That's them up there. Minus the guy in the middle...the one with the beanie ;)
Anyways! It was most definitely the best thing I've done in a very long time. The music, of course, was awesome (check 'em out here) but they were also very hilarious.
They came out and played a song, and then they were introducing themselves. Wes, the lead singer, (the guy in the black vest & tie up there ^) launched into a story. About airplane toilets?
Yep.
Here is, or at least, as close to as I remember, the dialogue that ensued.
"So, we flew out here from Birmingham, Alabama, and we were on the plane and I got up to use the bathroom, or shall I say, lavatory. And you know, the toilets are just way too loud, like, louder than anything you're gonna hear tonight. You know, you kind of have to cover your ears. So anyway, the lady comes out and she goes 'I know! They're just so loud aren't they!' and I was like, 'Yeah'. Anyway, you know, people basically hate bands on airplanes. Here we come with all our guitars and our gear, and we're just taking over the overhead compartment. And people always think we're coming to play music on the plane, but the only music we'll be playing is the music coming out of our headphones! So, the flight attendant asked if I was in a band, and I was tempted to say that we were just the roadies, but she was nice, so I answered 'Yes' and when she asked what the name was, I said Rush of Fools. Well her mouth dropped open and she said 'Nuh-uh, you are not Rush of Fools!' and I was just like 'Yeah..we are' so the flight attendant said she listened to our music all the time, and she had seen that our gear said Rush of Fools, but she thought that we were just, like, pretending to be Rush of Fools"
Then, the lead guitarist, Kevin, (the one in the plaid vest up there ^) goes,
"But we said that nobody would be that lame as to pretend to be us."
So...that was kind of long...but...that's the point. It was a long story...but does anyone see the point of talking about a loud toilet? Haha.
And then, they went on with their introductions,
"We aren't professionals up here, we're just up here to worship Jesus with you, and you know, we're not rock stars...we're just a bunch of...well, nerds and geeks. And we're also rednecks from Alabama. So as you spend more time with us tonight, you'll start to hear our twang come out."
Then, they were done talking, and they played some more music. Which was, again, awesome. I'll tell ya, I seriously have not heard a band that sounded so good live before. They have real voices. Not sound doctored in the studio.
Anyways, they finished with their song (Undo, my favorite song ever) and the guy, Kevin, asked everyone to sit down, and started talking to us. It was a really good, deep, spiritual discussion. And he was saying something about the "simpleness" of it all, when he stopped, looked at the lady who was signing for the deaf people, and asked
"Is simpleness a word? (Which it is, by the way) I'm sorry...can you even sign that? I was just talking and like...put the word together...by the way, I just wanna thank you sweetheart for doing that, let's give her a round of applause...man, I really wish I could do sign language." Then...he put his hands out in front of him and started, like, waving his fingers around, trying to do sign language.
"Yeah, I really wish I could do it! Oh...FOCUS KEVIN!"
Best.Thing.Ever.
More music...and during one of their songs, there was this really weird noise, and when the song ended, the drummer, Jamie (the one all the way on the left), and the bassist, Jacob (the one all the way on the right) were talking to each other and pointing, and Kevin and Wes asked what the sound was, and Kevin goes:
"Yeah, we were just having a good time and all the sudden there was some weird noise! Like a...turkey on fire...with a four year old little girl chasing after it!"
He looked at Jacob, (who, at the concert, had blond on the top, black on the bottom of his hair) and goes...
"well...he is a turkey on fire! I'd be running if I had that hair too!"
Then...he laughed...and started saying something about giving Jacob a personality complex...and everyone was all quiet, and Kevin keeps laughing and says:
"Oh! Awkward moment! Man, I love awkward moments so much!"
Awkward much? :P
More awesome music.
And then they were saying something about the drummer, and Wes said
"His name is Jamie, but we all call him Jan for some reason..."
And Kevin says
"True story...we do call him Jan."
BAM. There ya go, that's why it's called "True Story" and if you're really close to me...you know that that is one of my most-used phrases. Yeah, true story. ;)
So, sadly, the concert ended, but then we got to go to the lobby anddddd....meet them! Oh yes. Life goal completed right there. To meet someone famous. We (My sister and I) got autographs, and a picture taken. Yesss.
So, that was really long. Sorry about that. Seems that once I find something to write about, I just can't stop! But anyways, it was really fun. And their music is amazing, and they have really deep-rooted in the Lord that shows through their music. So check them out!
True Story!

I'm Blogging From...

...New York, at 6:49 in the morning, after three hours of sleep. Oh yes, this should be an interesting post.
Well, I came to New York (not NYC :)) with my sister to surprise my cousin, and surprise her we did. Somehow, we managed to make it up here from Maryland without her knowing. We got here around 10 at night when she was still babysitting, and along with my Aunt, hatched a super awesome plan...
When she was almost home, my Uncle took my sister's car and left.
My sister and I hid in my cousin's room...in the dark.
And I wish I could say that she walked right in her room and that was that...
But of course, I can't. :p
We stood in her room (in the dark) for about five minutes until we heard her walk in the door. So we were all tensed up, our hearts beating like crazy. Anddd...she had to go to the bathroom. So we're waiting...waiting...she comes out, and starts doing something else. (Insert a dramatic eye roll or two here)
My Aunt tells her that there's a package in her room with no return address and to go get it, so eventually she walks to her doorway...and...s t o p s.
Naturally.
She's standing there, right in her doorway, talking to my Aunt. I was so worried she had seen my sister and was just stalling so that she could ruin it (Just the type of thing she would do)
Well anyway, she starts walking in the door and...finally.
We jumped out and scared her so horribly...she jumped back in the hallway, grabbing her neck (I guess she thought we were axe murderers...who knows)
And we all laughed.
So...here I am, in New York...I find it sort of (when I typed "sort of", it was in a British accent...proceed to read it that way if you like :)) ironic that I'm up earlier than I would be if I were in school...
But anyways, I should go...and work on my research paper. Or at least try to. I might crash here at any second ;)

Make A Wish

Well. It's been a while...again. I think the big problem is finding something to write about. I mean, I could get on here and write all about the research projects, tests, and papers to write that I have coming up, but what would be the fun in reading that? :)
So today, I went with my two sisters to a family friend's house. There lives the most adorable four year old on the face of the earth. As soon as I got out of the car, she came running out of the house with a blanket tied around her neck and a Burger King crown on her head. She grabbed my hand and explained, "I'm a princess!".
I played with her for a while, and then she wanted to go outside. She was walking around and I picked up one of those white, fluffy dandelion seed...flower things. Anyway, I handed it to her and told her to make a wish. She thought about it for a second and then turned to me and said "I wish that my mommy will buy be a Belle (Beauty and the Beast) dress" then, she blew really hard on it. Only a few of the seeds blew off, and she stood staring at it for a second before ripping the rest of and throwing them on the ground.
I smiled and watched as she picked up another one and wished that she would get special surprises for Christmas and did the same thing over again.
So, that's my story for the day.
What do you think of the new look?

Did the Broccoli Offend You?

So, today, my sister Erin took me to the Melting Pot for a late-ish Birthday present. I told her I would blog about it. So here I am. The evening started out with me trying my hardest to not bust out laughing hysterically at the waiter. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him, he was just...extremely animated? He reminded me a lot of my brother, actually, which added to to the whole laughter thing. Oh yeah, his name was Rob, server number 22.
So anyway, the whole system there is that you choose a type of cheese to get, and they come and mix it up in the little fondue pot sitting on your table. Then, you get a salad and an entree, which is raw meat and vegetables that you put in your fondue pot full of boiling broth to cook.
That's when things got...amusing. Rob, server number 22 (who we secretly named Peter) brought us our plates of meat, several dipping sauces, and a bowl with raw broccoli, potatoes, and mushrooms. He also brought us the "search and rescue spoon". The way he described it?
"This is the search and rescue spoon. When you're cooking your food and you can't find it, you search for your food and rescue it!"
Rob, server number 22 had some sense of humor, eh?
Well, we went on with our meal, and we poured the bowl full of vegetables into the broth. We got them out when they were done, and Erin tasted some of each while I continued to cook my meat.
"Does the broccoli taste spicy to you?" she asked.
I told her I hadn't tasted it, so I took a piece and took a bite. It was spicy.
It was actually kind of gross, but I ate every single piece because I couldn't figure out the flavor. Hehe.
So anyway, Rob, server number 22, came back and I asked him: "Um..were there spices on the broccoli?"
"My answer to that would be...no. But I can ask management and the kitchen...did the broccoli offend you?"
I, again, tried not to laugh hysterically in his face and simply shook my head no.
The next time he came around, he answered "Nobody's fessing up to any secret spices!" So, we left it at that.
Then desert came around and Rob, server number 22, decided to be nice to us.
"This doesn't have to be done, but I thought it would be fun to flambe your chocolate!"
So...was Rob, server number 22, trying to make up for the offensive, spicy broccoli, or trying to singe our eyebrows off? I suppose we'll never know! The rest of the evening went fairly uneventful, except for my continual struggle not to laugh at him. And the food was amazing.
So, that was our evening at the Melting Pot. I guess I have to step it up for Erin's Birthday, huh?

Hmmm.

Well it's been a while...over two weeks now since I last blogged! And it's not that I haven't had time, but I've had absolutely no clue what to write about. I still don't, actually. But it's another one of those days where all I feel like doing is procrastinate doing homework, so here I am.
I guess I could tell you about my week, or write about "what's new", but honestly...the answer to both of those things are the same: not much.
My life consists of the everyday monotony of a student. School, homework, chores, sleep, and the occasional, much appreciated break of having a social life. Which actually reminds me of something to write about.
All my life, I've absolutely loathed summer. I've never really loved any activities that come only in summer, so mainly I've only focused on the negative aspects of summer.
But this year is much different. For some reason. I'm longing for summer. And although I'm looking forward to a three month break from school, that's not even the whole thing.
I guess it's after all this snow, but I can't wait for the heat to come. And to be able to get snowballs, Rita's, and other things that come with summer, to walk around in the backyard barefoot, lay in the sun, and walk inside to the cold, air conditioned house after being out in super hot weather.
Yes, I think this summer will be a good one. And for the first time in my life, I can't wait.

Rediscover You

So, lately this has been my favorite song. I like the band and the sound of the song, but I especially love the lyrics. They really are raw and true. I was watching an interview the lead singer did about the song, and he explains that a lot of times musicians, including himself, can get caught up in just producing a song and putting it out there, but that this was one of those songs where it was true and raw feeling.

I need to just admit

My faith is paper thin
I'm feeling so burned out on religion
I say an empty prayer
I sing a tired song
I need to just admit
that the passion's gone
And I want to get it back
You told me
Look for you, and I will find
So I'm here
Like I'm searching for the first time
Revive me, Jesus
Make this cold heart start to move
Help me rediscover You

Those are personally my favorite lyrics in the song. The whole song is relate able, but for me that first part and chorus just describes for me what I feel at times.
I think that's all for now, just wanted to share that song with you :)

Riverdance

So, yesterday I had one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I got the opportunity to see Riverdance live. When I was younger, my grandmother had an old video tape of one of the first Riverdance performances. Every time I went to her house, that was what was usually on. I don't know what it was or is about it...but I always have loved watching it. So needless to say I was excited as anything leading up to yesterday.
Although I watched that video tape many, many times, it was nowhere near what I witnessed yesterday. The energy of the dancers, the lights, and the music together was almost tangible in the air. You could feel the tapping and beat of their shoes drumming through your head.
After the show, I will honestly admit that I was feeling down. I wished I could be back in that theater still watching it forever! Luckily, there is some small hope I will be able to see another show in the beginning of summer. If you get the chance, I recommend for you to try and see it.
And if you don't know what Riverdance is, then here is something to end your suffering :)

My First Nonsensical Post

If you were thinking that my blog name must have been chosen after unsuccessful deliberation of what I should name it, you were right. I thought about naming it something stream line like -insert blog name here- but I just finished watching Pride and Prejudice, and they used the word nonsensical a few times. Now that I think about it though, I suppose the name fits. The dictionary definition for nonsensical is: Lacking intelligible meaning: a nonsensical jumble of words or Foolish; absurd: nonsensical ideas.
That's most likely what you will find here from time to time. Blogs that make no sense at all or that make no impact on your day to day life...but hopefully, they will make you smile when you need a little pick me up.
So, I guess that'll bring an end to my first post.
I'm off to watch a movie about a girl cursed to have a pig nose...guess which one?