say what?

My lack of postage about PostSecret may lead you to think I love it less. Oh, contrare. I'm just not very good about posting anything. Besides, who doesn't like a more concise run-down of the past few weeks? Whatever, so... here's a compilation of my faves over the past month or so.

Besides, I would taste like hand sanitizer because I'm injesting it into my bloodstream...

My inside cat takes it upon herself to tell ME when she's ready to look outside. Or she waits for someone to leave the door open...

I love this. It says "I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings because I know that I'm the one who's lucky enough to make you feel better later. So let's be idiotic together forever." And isn't that what destiny is?

Yale? Who knew? I thought someone sent this in from Disney. All of my sexy is wasting away...

Raise your hand if you've ever been taking to someone, they scratch their nose, and you panic that they're actually sending you a silent "you have something in your nose" signal, when in reality, their nose simply itched.

My secret:

When I was sick last week, I made a list in my head of people who would visit me in the hospital if I really got that bad. I like to think my mom would fly down, and that I'd make a full recovery.

Carve it up

It's pumpkin carving season! This year, my peeps and I inadvertently made a murder scene, with lots of pumpkin carnage. Lovely. So I've checked out what some other Halloweeners have done with pumpkins:

Yummmm.

Oh I get it. Pumpkin Pi.

This carnage is better than ours, I concede....

oops! Don't know how this made it onto my blog.

Oh, the fear....




nom nom nom

Barely bubonic...

I thought the plague was out in, oh, the 1500's but apparently it's making a comeback. And I've caught it. The good news is, I've had a lot of time to catch up on my reading list:
~the Time Traveler's Wife
~1,001 Best Things to do in New York City
~Glamour

and i'm a few pounds closer to my goal weight.

So if I don't pull through, I'd like you all to know that I've very much enjoyed blogging and hope I have a computer in heaven.

Facelift

Crazies and Jellyspoons, Cirque Du SolErin has been given a makeover. I hope you like it. And I hope I write more because of it. I dunno, dying my hair makes me play with it more, and rearranging my room makes me go into it more, so maybe the rule will apply to my blog.

18 days into October...

Yes, bloggers and blogettes, my birthday fast approaches. I will be accepting the milestone of my quarter-life. I will be celebrating the 4th anniversary of my 21st birthday. And I will not be doing it at Atlantic Dance Hall. Nope, I prefer copious amounts of food and wine over awkward skinny dancing guy and retirees.

In lieu of facebook wall messages, I'd prefer the following gifts:

1.) snow.

2.) mad booty shaking skills.

3.) for spats and slap bracelets to come back in style.

4.) magenta hair.

5.) constant instrumental underscore, and un-rehearsed choreography.

It's a short list, I've got most of what I need already.

The greatest month of the year...

Ladies and Jellyspoons, today is the first day of the greatest month of the year: OCTOBER!!! I'm in LOVE with this month and here's why:

1. Halloween, obviously, is the most exciting holiday of the year, and October saves the best for last. I hope you all have planned your costumes. But don't make them better than mine.

2. It's the only month that starts with O.

3. The prefix "oct" means 8, but October is the tenth month, which means it's cheeky, and I support clever things.

4. It's my birth month. (October 18th. I'll be blogging about that later, i'm sure).

5. I look better in reds and oranges than greens. So my complexion looks better when i'm climbing trees.

6. I love pumpkins, people shaped like pumpkins, and the nickname "Punkin".

7. I love pumpkin spiced things including candles, lattes, muffins, toothpaste, air fresheners, and edible underpants...i mean...

8. It starts getting cool. And in Florida, I do mean "starts" getting cool.

9. It's a popular awareness month: breast cancer, domestic violence, fire prevention, my birthday...

10. Oktoberfest. This month is one big happy hour. (Sorry it's spelled with a k, Bry.)

So, ghouls and goblins, Donnie and Maries, and salt and pepper shakers, have an Octastic October!!!!