My new life

So I'm settling into my new life. I've been working for a few weeks at my new job and waiting on those paycheck to start paying my bills and rent so I can get my head above water again. My new apartment might be empty and not have matching furniture, I may not have a headboard for my bed or a place to put my stereo... but I have plenty of room for love. I can't wait to get my apartment put together so that I can entertain all my lovely friends.

I plan on doing a lot of DIY projects around my new apartment. Maybe build a small table or bar. I have a balcony and need furniture out there too. Also I'll be look to create some new recipes too. Well I guess it will be dinners for one (don't be sad!) but you could always try to increase the serving sizes yourself.

Here's the thing guys: I always thought I would move to a big city right out of college. Being from the midwest, I thought I would be living in Chicago making the big bucks and living the chic life. So for me to wind up in a small town in Indiana, it kind of blew my mind. If I didn't think that I would love this new career, I would have found a job in the city that may have been less profitable but kept me downtown. So here I am exploring the little known shops and restaurants in town. I am only an hour or 2 to other cities so I can still adventure through the urban atmosphere.

I'm considering starting a new blog to showcase this new chapter of my life. I might just run both in order to keep my outlet for ranting alive and well. Check back to see what the name of the new blog will be!

Why I've been gone for months

So. I haven't posted anything in months. I know it's an especially long time for me. I've had moments when I wanted to post something but then I hold back. And I know why this is. 

First off, the A months are always my busiest months. So here I am taking a quick break to write. But this comment serves to say how I stopped writing at first because of my schedule. Then came a big milestone for me: graduation. I had been applying to jobs like crazy and trying to figure my life out. So this blog went on the way back burner. 

Second is the more pressing reason I haven't written in a while. I want a job. When I started this blog I was looking for a wild and crazy time in my single college life. I would say inappropriate and possibly offensive things without a filter. As I've grown, I've wanted my blog to also. But there's still the posts from before and I'm not sure I'd want professionals to see them. Do I become unsearchable so you can't find this blog? Do I delete them, even though they show record of my opinions? Start a whole new blog and send everyone there instead? 

So I've been wrestling with these thoughts and again put my blog on the back burner. I'm still trying to figure it all out and if anyone has suggestions I'm game to hear them. 

Until next time, live happy and hit hard. 

Floridian Break

So this past week I was down in Florida enjoying my vacation from school and reality. There were 8 of us who went drove down, obviously sharing rides there since it was a 19-21 hour drive each way. We had plenty of time to chat (or sleep). But when we finally got down there, the sun was shining and the beach was calling.

 

We decided to get settled in and unpack since it was late afternoon and we would hit up the beach the next day. But we got together our stock of bottles for the week for a picture. And we almost ran out of everything pictured here! 

 

We went out the first night to get a feel for the area and see the bars our friends usually go to. I always forget that the real world has expensive drinks. Because most of us were exhausted from the drive, we turned in early. We started off the next morning with a 90's power hour that had us set for the afternoon. And when we coined the phrase "violently burped." This is apparently not throwing up, just burping up the foam from all your beer. Most of the days consisted of hanging out on the beach (with my trusted bottle pictured below) and going out to bars at night. There is always drama when so many people are living in close quarters for a week. But that won't get mentioned here.

 I tend to be the person who takes all the candid pictures so I found myself lacking in all not-posed pictures. I didn't even get any with my sexy new swimsuit. Maybe next time someone else will take a lot of pictures instead of me. Oh well.

Here is my beach bottle. And yes those are fishies swimming along the bottom!

 This is the beach we played on. And the old men we played with! They had a cornhole/baggos set that we challenged them to a game with. We lost. But it was hilarious. They asked if there was alcohol in my blue bottle. I said plenty and I got a high five.

On one of the days we went to a firefighter show where they raise money for charity. And they lip-synced or sang and danced. The old women lined up to shove singles down their pants. And everyone was hoping that sexy man on the left would gyrate on them like he did on a 70 year old lady's face.

This was just one of the signs we passed almost every night we went out. And if you know me at all, you know my love of bacon. So I just had to take a picture of it. I wish I had taken more pictures of the bars we were at or the delicious food we ordered but got too caught up in what was going on. I only seem to have pictures with friends and I'm sure they don't want to be put on here so here is just one by myself enjoying the night!

Things Men Shouldn't Do Part 2

I know that I said a long time ago I would continue the list of things men shouldn't do (check original post  here). When my phone was destroyed, my list was lost along with it. So I have been working on a new list. So here are a few more things that men should avoid.

1. Hanging out with your girl and the Xbox. Men let me explain something to you. I understand that your favorite game just was released and you need to beat it. That's why you hide away gaming until late at night and can't text back because your hands are preoccupied. Most girls understand that which is why we give you space when the new COD, Halo, Assassin's Creed, or whatever comes out. But let me tell you this: your girlfriend does not want to watch you play video games. It's not fun for her. It's not hanging out. The best you can do is to play with her and actually let her play the game with you. Otherwise it's stupid. And especially if it's a new game, we know you won't let us play. Here is a good comparison for you (or at least I think so). It would be like if we invited you over to hangout with us and our tv was out. Sure you had your phone but you wanted to actually interact with us. But whoops I forgot to say I had to do my hair and makeup. So you watched us do hair and makeup for an hour. You would hate it and complain.

2. Blame it on PMS. Sure this sounds obvious. But I still know plenty of guys who will openly say it to any of their female friends. Women have enough to deal with with the whole bleeding issue. And assuming a girl is at that time of the month is very dangerous. I will align it with assuming a woman is pregnant. Nothing good can come from this situation. Let's give an example of the possible outcomes with a girl Amanda. Amanda had a bad day at work because her boss wouldn't stop making inappropriate comments towards her and just wants to chill with some friends and a beer. Being in a bad mood shows and a male friend comments "Must be your time of the month" or "Holy PMS." Clearly Amanda will be pissed off because she is already in a bad mood why would he feel the need to say something like that? She gets even more upset because she should have the right to be mopey if she wants without some jackass making it worse. In scenario 2, maybe Amanda actually is on her period and if she seems a little PMSy, leave it alone! She's clearly acting hormonal and who wants to piss off someone who may seem irrational? She might just explode and go a little nuts then if she's feeling attacked. There's a chance it's with a girl who jokes around about it back, but she could just be putting on a front when she's actually bothered by it. Just don't say anything.


                 2b. Ask for a due date. I know I said not ask if a woman is pregnant above. I think most men know NOT to do this but just in case, never ever ever ask if a woman is with child. In any sort of way. She could be cooking a bun in the oven or just fat. And no woman ever wants to be called fat regardless of it's because there's a fetus growing or a food baby growing.


3. Comment on women's' bodies. The two issues above can sort of lead into this one. I mean physical appearance in a negative way. Sure you can judge people if you really want. But maybe make sure the girl doesn't know them first. I find that most ladies I know will just to defend any other girl when there is a verbal attack (usually from a guy) about her body. In the US there is a lot of pressure on women to always be sexy and skinny and beautiful etc. Even when you are confident in your body, you can occasionally slip up mentally and find something you don't like. Men don't have quite the same sort of societal pressure as women and cannot necessarily understand how it can mess with a girl mentally. Don't call a girl fat, or ugly, or anything negative when her friend is nearby. You have no idea what that girl has gone through. Maybe she has depression about her weight or is considering anorexia. Sometimes all you need is one rude comment to break you down. That's why girls are supportive of each other to the point of lying: we know what each other needs to hear to feel good about themselves.



This is what I have from recent events. Let's see if I can keep my phone long enough to acquire a worry list to continue this. Have a good week!

Teriyaki Mandarin Chicken

Yesterday I decided to make some chicken. I had 2 small chicken breasts and ended up making both of them... for myself. Screw Spring Break optimal bodies. I just want a good body all the time not just for then. But this chicken was wonderful. It had a teriyaki marinade and all I had to do was grill it on my original George Foreman grill. Went straight from the freezer (it was marinated earlier and then saved for this wonderful day). After it was grilled it took some mandarin oranges and topped my chicken with it. I highly suggest pairing these two flavors together. Just check out how mouth watering it looks.

The Ides of March

Welcome to March!! February seemed to fly by, and yes I know that it is the shortest month but still. Spring Break is only 1 week away and everyone is getting restless. This is the first year that I will be traveling somewhere warm for my vacation. We will be down in Florida and don't worry I will have a few posts from during that time. It should be a crazy good time.

Over Spring Break will be Saint Patrick's Day. It is the last Sunday of break and will be full of green and drunk shenanigans. But since it is on a Sunday, it is likely that most St. Patty's celebrations will begin on Saturday. Which is the Ides of March.

The Ides of March is commonly known as the Julius Caesar was murdered. It is March 15 and was proclaimed to be a day of chaos. Now there are no prophesied killings for March 15 (that I know of) but I still expect chaos. The combination of drunk college kids on a week-long break from exams and homework and a holiday known for drinking in excess will definitely end in ridiculous stories and forgotten nights.

Each university has different Spring Breaks so the Ides might start someone's vacation. In that case, that is the start of a week of partying. Then for those individuals and the locations they are in, there will certainly be some crazy moments. So heed this warning of craziness: nonsensical activities will be occurring and be careful to avoid college students. Maybe wear a helmet.

Mother Bear Syndrome

Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I tend to be overprotective of those whom I care about. Whether it be family, best friends, or those I know just need someone to step in for them I will intervene when necessary. Sometimes my protection comes off as quite strong and I like to refer to this as Mother Bear Syndrome. Here let me try to explain this to you in pictures.


First we can all hangout and be like

But then if someone says something inappropriate or insulting or puts a threat (physically or otherwise) on one of my people like this

I feel the need to jump in and protect them. I've done it for my brothers and I've done it for my friends. This is usually how I react

And trust me, you don't want to see me when I'm angry. This usually continues until the offender admits they were sorry/wrong/an asshole and we can return to the first picture of hanging out. I wouldn't say I'm extremely overprotective of those in my life, but everyone needs help to stand up to the bullies in this world. I always have the back of my friends and will also be there at the drop of a pin when they need help. I will always protect them as a mama bear protects her cubs. When I know my cubs can stand up for themselves or don't need me assistance, I hang back. But as soon as my blood boils, as soon as their cheeks flush or they cry, once an innocent needs someone to speak up you better bet your ass I'll be there.

Amature Winemaker

I am currently taking a class about viticulture and enology. That is, wine appreciation. It has sparked my interest in my already present love of wine. And I think I would want to try to produce my own bottle of wine some time. I know friends who have brewed their own beer or developed their own moonshine, but none who have attempted to tackle wine.

I know it takes a long time and a lot of effort. I don't think I have the ability currently, but hope that once I have my own place that I can undertake this task. If I should attempt to ferment my own bottle, be sure I will keep updates here. Hopefully they would all be good things and the final product would be bearable.

If anyone has any advice or tips, I would greatly appreciate it!

Stranger conversations 1

I was out the other  night with a few friends and on the way home we decided to pick up some McDonald's. I'm a little disgusted with the amount I ate but it was delicious. While I was waiting for my order I had a conversation with a guy there which has now got me thinking. 

Do we thrive on being hit on? I personally don't think so. But our conversation was about different bars on campus and which one was best. We agreed on the ultimate best bar (Harry's) but this is where it got interesting. A few bars have become hotspots for the Greek community to drink at. Being that I'm GDI and do not care to participate in said community (read this) I tend to avoid those bars on certain nights. Also I think their drink specials are just bullshit (I'll post later about this).  This fellow, however, placed one of the bars Brothers at the top of his list. I said how I didn't like going there too often and he started to argue for it. I asked him if he was in a frat or GDI. He looked down at the ground and mumbled he was in a frat. It was rather shameful the way he said it. Almost like he was embarrassed (he's a delta sig for anyone curious). But I said that's why he likes going to Brothers so much. He tried to get me on board with ranking Brothers higher with the dumbest argument.

He said that I should like going there because of the large amount of frat guys to hit on me. I said that is the exact reason I don't like going. He insisted that everyone likes to be flirted with and hit on. And sure to a certain degree people do. But when I'm in a relationship, I rather look to my boyfriend for that attention not drunk strangers in a bar. He countered that by saying ex-girlfriends of his still liked getting all done up and having other guys put their moves on them and he liked it when pretty girls would come up and flirt with him. I think there's a good reason that they're all exes.

The thing is, I don't feel like I'd need a self esteem boost from drunk frat boys hitting on me. Often I just feel dirty. And if you have the looks that guys are literally drooling on you, it won't matter where you are. They are still going to try to talk you up and buy you drinks. So that kind of voided this guy's whole argument. Then my order was ready. This guy tried to convince me to come sit with him and his friends instead of my boyfriend and my friends. Really fratster? Just back off.

It just makes me wonder about how much people wish to be desired. To what extent do people go to achieve that feeling? If you are in a relationship, you shouldn't feel the need to go to bars you know are full of drunks trying to score all the time. You should feel content and confident without that. I don't often suggest going to Brothers because I'd rather not worry about jerks trying to make moves. I don't go out to get hit on, I go out to have fun with my friends.

And here's a funny thing. Last night I was at Brothers meeting up with some people. I was at the bar waiting to get a drink when I saw someone next to me I recognized. We said hello and his friend introduced himself. We chatted a bit while we waited for the bartender and both realized how much we'd rather be at a different bar, preferably one over the river. It's so refreshing to find others who feel the same way. And he didn't even try hitting on me.

Do your pants hang low?

So being a college educated woman, I would have thought that most other people who accept their new maturity and both act and dress appropriately. I'm not saying weather appropriate (unlike these ladies here) I'm just saying age appropriate. I know that many fashionable outfits for women are not always the must functional for the weather, but they are still appropriate for the age they are. I suppose this was a silly assumption to make.

The weather outside is frightful. It lingers around a chilly 30 degrees Fahrenheit and usually has a brisk wind. I thought I was surrounded by other educated people. But I turn around and see a line of fellas (I refuse to call them men) walking around with their pants belted to hang below their asses. And even then they had to continually pull up their pants. It is just embarrassing for them. They look like they are young fools about to get caught for spraying graffiti on the side of a school building. Which is just juvenile and immature.

What is the purpose to wear your pants like this anyways? It doesn't look "cool" and it isn't functional. Is it a status symbol that you are gangster or badass? If someone was chasing you and you wore your pants like that, you'd be dead. You couldn't possibly run while holding your pants. That's just moronic

Now I know I don't know much about fashion and I'm trying to keep up with trends, but at least I don't look like an idiot on consistent basis.

Bikini faux pas

Since I have grown up quite the tomboy, I don't understand the need to have pushup swimsuits. I don't, in fact, understand a lot of designs on swimsuits for women. Men don't really have this issue, they can wear one of approximately three types of swim trunks. Which is lucky for them. But women are exposed to so many  unlimited styles of swim wear, let alone the different designs on them. Here are the things I don't understand.

1. Sequins. Sure a few here or there look nice. But are you trying to do anything in this swimsuit? For example, swim? Play beach volleyball? Do anything than show off your body? When the swimsuit is covered with sequins, I feel like it isn't conducive for activity. It seems to me that these would get ruined rather quickly if you planned on doing anything other than lay on a beach towel.

2. All white swimsuits. I understand  that it will make you look more tan. I get that being tan is a big deal in American society because it is considered to be beautiful to be consistently brown or orange. I don't understand tanning (but that's another post) so I understand wanting to appear tanner than you are. But there is something my mama taught me when I was younger and will never forget. It can be awful if it is during that time of the month. Constantly being worried if your white suit will actually not be so white after all. Maybe if you have a plethora of bikinis it would be okay, but when you only have a few (such as myself) then an all white swimsuit is not a staple.

3. Super padded bikini tops. Or just any swim wear top. Yeah let's put those titties out there! But seriously you are already essentially in longerie. That's pretty much putting your breasts out there. Why do you need to have a pushup on in addition to that? How is that functional? Ever tried going down a water slide and plunging into water very fast and coming up to the air and the ladies aren't covered anymore? Pushups don't help that. They make it worse. Playing volleyball on the beach? Better not jump or dive unless you want to flash the other team. I can understand a little padding but have seen some styles this season already with more padding than fabric covering the boobs.

You see I'm not a girl who owns 10+ swimsuits. I have a modest amount and mix it up when I need to. I'm never at a place where I need a new swimsuit each day of the week. I'm an active girl and like my swimsuit to be function rather than sexy. And the bikinis that are only about the sexy, then maybe they shouldn't be called swimsuits. Since you clearly aren't going to do any actual swimming in them. Just call them beach wear or something. You aren't fooling anyone, we know you are just trying to enhance your nearly naked body.

Ash Wednesday

Today is Ash Wednesday and marks the beginning of Lent for many people. In case you don't know what Lent is, it is the 40 days and 40 nights leading up until Easter. These 40 days are supposed to represent the time that Jesus spent fasting in the desert leading up to his work as a prophet and minister. On Ash Wednesday, many Christians (including myself) attend mass and are blessed with ashes on their forehead. These ashes are of burned palm leaves which are saved from previous past Palm Sunday celebrations. Christians who receive ashes on their foreheads usually leave their foreheads marked with the sign of the cross all day to show their religion. Lent is usually time for people to reflect and grow in their relationship with God, show sacrifice through abstinence, and prayer.

Later this evening I will attend mass with a friend and receive my ashes. Nowadays, a lot of attention attributed to Lent is what to give up and sacrifice for the next 40 days. Religious individuals would not make this the highlight of the season, but the general public does.

I have given up many different things in the past. Usually they are some sort of guilty pleasure of food. Chocolate is a biggie for most people and I have given it up for several years. I decided to give up ice cream one year in high school because I had a bad habit of coming home from school and eat a huge bowl (probably almost a quart) of ice cream pretty much every day. I have given up Facebook my first years in college. I have given up drinking pop (not included in alcoholic drinks). The majority of the time, I am successful at abstaining from my behavior of choice. And there are excellent results at the end. When I give up different foods, it is usually because it is unhealthy or I need to kick a bad habit. After Lent, I tend to not indulge in such habits nearly as often.

From many years I have been refining my eating habits and try to eat healthier on a daily basis. I don't eat fast food very often, I try not to snack (so I don't buy them at the store), I don't keep sweets around my apartment or have desserts laying around. I work out with my boyfriend about twice a week depending on schedules. So I've been at a dilemma on what I should give up this year.

And I know I'm going to be upset about this a few weeks in, but I shall stay off Twitter for 40 days. I go on Twitter so many times a day I don't think I could even count them all. If you are going to sacrifice something, it should be something that you engage in frequently. Otherwise it isn't really sacrifice at all, now is it? I could give up candy... but I don't eat candy all that often. So what's the point of giving that up? My goal is to give up the tweet machine.

Lent is also a time where you can do something extra. I want to keep a list of things that I am thankful for during this season. Maybe I will post it after Easter on here. But since I won't be on Twitter, I would guess that I might post here more often.

I don't understand smoking

So it's 2013. There is so much information available on how to improve your health and how to avoid unnecessary evils that will harm you and your body. So why do people start to smoke cigarettes still? There are no health benefits for beginning such an addictive and dirty habit. Non-smokers don't enjoy being around people smoking; the smell permeates everything and lingers in the air. You can taste the smoke when you breathe as it burns your tongue. Nonsmokers don't like to date smokers either. The appeal of a potential mate greatly decreases once the individual reveals that he or she smokes.

They say that it is calming or that it is a social activity. I don't understand why you wouldn't just start talking to people without trying to decay your lungs at the same time. We have the technology and the knowledge that this is a harmful act. If you need to be social, pick up bowling or join a book club or go to the bar. There are so many ways to be social without destroying a vital organ. And if you need something to calm the nerves, take up yoga or meditation.

The start of this rant came because someone flicked their cigarette butt out their window at my as I was walking by. Seriously? What the fuck dude? Why on Earth does it seem okay to throw smoldering cigarettes at people? Asshole.

Women stand up for your rights!

I don't know about you, but I try to keep up with current affairs throughout the world. My homepage is CNN and I like to look around to see what's big in the US as well as over the pond. And India is catching my eye.

The lack of equality in different areas of the world is appalling. It's nauseating how people treat each other of different races, religions, or sexes. I know this is nothing new, but there has been lots of attention in the media recently. If you haven't been paying attention, then listen up. And if you don't care, then you are a horrible person.

In December there was a brutal gang rape of a 23 year old woman that resulted in her death. She was a women's rights activist. There were 6 men involved that are currently being tried for the crime, with one of them being a minor. Just think about that for a minute. A woman was raped by 6 different people over and over again in a horrific manner and died. One of the attackers was a teenager.

The Indian media and citizens have been pushing for reform on women's rights. Not all of rape or sexual assault accusations are examined. Many times, they are pushed under the rug. There have been talks and some change, and now they are working on getting rid of a terrible "scientific" rape test. Part of the exam is the "two finger test." It sounds just as awful as it is. In addition to a doctor examining the woman's hymen to see if it is intact (which can be broken by many different ways), they stick two fingers in her to see if she is used to sexual interactions. By their logic, if she is used to this penetration, then she must not have been raped.

This is so offensive. That assumes that only virgins get raped. That married women or other sexually active women cannot be raped. In addition to that, it would be incredibly traumatic for these women to have a strange man put anything into her after being raped. It can cause serious psychological damage. You can learn more about this here. I recommend going and learning more about the incidences going on in developing countries.


Things like these happen around the world all the time, and in many developing or undeveloped nation, go uninvestigated and the woman is blamed or is a liar. This makes me so grateful to be living in the US where I have the right to persecute any attacker and know that it won't be ignored. I know that if I speak my mind, like the Indian woman did, I won't be raped and killed for it. When people start saying that the US is a terrible place to live or that the country is going down the tubes, I automatically assume the don't read the news. Because if they think that living here is so awful, how could they imagine living in these other countries?

Be grateful you can vote, dress how you want, say what you want, go wherever you want, believe in a god or not, and not worried that you're committing a crime or will be treated as though you did. This is a wonderful place to live.

I'm obsessed with ZZ Ward

I found out about ZZ Ward through another blog a couple months ago. I was impressed but busy and never got her album. Until last week. I love everything on it. She doesn't have a lot of her songs on YouTube yet and the people who put them up speed them up to avoid copywright laws. I don't want to recommend those since they don't do justice to her soulful and beautiful voice. So here is her current single. Although it isn't my favorite. I just want to share her with everyone.

Be prepared to fall in love.

Super Bowl Commercials

I was not a huge fan of either of the teams in the Super Bowl this year. So instead I decided to talk about my favorite thing... the commercials! There are always decent ones but stemming from past years, this is where you have the best of the best. The  Here are some of my favorite commercials of the year, not in any particular order.

1. M&M What I would do for love... but I won't do that. M&Ms tend to have a funny entertaining commercial every Super Bowl. Last year they debuted the ad where Red removed his coloring and danced to Sexy and I Know It. So funny. This year Red was singing what he would do for love with clips of him and his human girlfriend playing. Then what he wouldn't do. For example, get in the oven. Or let people gnaw on him. I don't know. Maybe I just have a soft spot for the chocolate candy.

2. The Sketchers commercial. I love the whole animal kingdom thing and then a man tackling a cheetah? How great is that? The dude was running so fast he tacled and tied it up by its tail to save an antelope. How can it not be a great commercial?

3. Cars.com. This was the only commercial of theirs that I have ever liked. It had a couple finishing buying a car from a dealer and saying how they missed the drama usually expected. So they are handed a puppy. Well not a puppy, a baby wolf. Only to learn that the overly protective mother was 20 feet away. The reactions in it made me laugh.







4. Of course the classic Budweiser Clydesdale commercial. Watching the horse being reared as a pony with his owner and then he goes away to be a famous Budweiser Clydesdale. The reuniting moment between horse and owner friends tugged at everyone's heart strings. Classic Bud.

5. Best Buy with Amy Poehler. She is just HILARIOUS. I love everything she stars in because she is just one of the funniest women out there (including Tina Fey and Kristen Wiig). She just says the darnedest things. 

So those were my top favorites. The commercials were a little lackluster this year and somewhat disappointing. If you want to see any of them I'm sure they are all on YouTube.

And naturally the Beyonce concert BLEW MY MIND. I was gonna flip out if she didn't have a little Destiny's Child reunion up there. I'm just glad that B is back from being a full time mom for Blue. If Destiny's Child does a reunion tour you bet your ass I will be there. And if you want to join me hit me up.

Eggy Sandwich

I know I don't do this often, but I was so excited by this creation of mine that I just had to take pictures and post. I definitely bragged about it. I made a delicious sandwich and drooled over it.

These glorious pictures show what a fabulous sandwich it was. It was a sandwich composed of turkey, bacon, an a fried egg all on two pieces of toast. Sure it was a little messy. But what sort of yummy goodness isn't? When the yolk broke and squirmed all over the sandwich and ran onto the plate. When that happened, I just sopped it back up into the sandwich right before a big bite.

I think eggs get type casted. They are thought of to be used in baking or just for breakfast. And I want to experiment more with them to see how to incorporate them into different meals. If you have suggestions, leave a comment and let me know!

Sexy Professor

I know this may sound bad, and I know people will disagree with what I think, but that's too bad.

I have really really wanted someone I know to have an affair with a professor. 

There. I said it. And I'm not sorry about it. This may be the most drama causing thing I have ever wanted. Some might say, Oh that's gross! That's so inappropriate! Why?! And to you I say, read some more of this blog and you might understand. How many movies or stories do people hear that involves a student sleeping with a teacher in order to get a better grade or get a job or prevent blackmail or something like that? ALL THE TIME! Do I want to hear about the drama about one of my professors?? Of course!! Would it be really weird and kind of awkward? Probably. Would I love having that secret? Duh. I love keeping secrets. And am good at keeping them too.

As for the why, this is something that has crossed my mind as I prepare to graduate. I look back on my time in school and think about what I loved and what I regret and what I want to happen these last few months. So if anyone wants to have a last minute affair, let me know. I'll keep your secret.

Learn to drive

So I was just minding my own business the other day. Just walking home from dinner or something of the sort. And I had to cross the street. Not a big deal, right? Well apparently it was a big deal to some bitch who was driving. Here is a crude picture of how this was all set up:



So here I am, trying to cross. I get to the intersection moments before the blue car pulls up to the stop sign. I had seen the car was getting close and there was no turn signal or anything. So I thought to myself Okay it is safe to cross since this car must be going straight and thus will not interfere with my crossing. So I walk out into the intersection. The car starts going. Then slams on the brakes and I look over at it as I'm part way through the intersection. And this bitch is flipping me off. Are you kidding me? Apparently she decided to turn right, still no signal on, and couldn't believe that the pedestrian, who was at the intersection first and was following the rules of the road, would bother to get in her way. What a fucking moron. Plus, wherever you're trying to get to, you dumb bitch, you will get there much faster than I will get anywhere walking. SO TAKE FUCKING CHILL PILL. MAYBE IF YOU HAD REMEMBERED HOW TO DRIVE AND YOU A GODDAMN SIGNAL, I WOULD'VE PAUSED LONG ENOUGH FOR YOU TO TURN AND GO ON YOUR OWN FUCKING WAY.

Engagement #1

So I know  a few people that have been getting engaged throughout this past year. As most of my friends are finishing their undergraduate degrees, those with serious boyfriends are preparing to get hitched. My Indiana friends tend to get engaged/married at younger ages than my friends from home in Chicago. And my friends here know more people than they can count on two hands that are engaged or married or popping out their offspring. I can probably count all of these on one hand.

But I still do have friends who have gotten engaged or married in this past year. I would call them second or third tier friends. That might sound bad, but they just are friends of mine that aren't in my closest group of friends. Until now.

One of my best friends and roommate burst out into happy tears last night when her boyfriend of several years surprised her and proposed to her. And now I'm feeling all overwhelmed and I'm not the one with the blinding ring.

So a big CONGRATS to one of my favorite people!!!! And her fiance of course.

Couples are better

Now up until recently, I would completely disagree with the title of this post. Despite the fact I am in a committed relationship, I would still surround myself with single friends. Most of them were women and we would go out together all the time. I guess I could describe them as more free? And then I would get to play match maker and wingman. And let me tell you something... I make a fucking great awesome fantastic spectacular wingman. I can work it for the ladies and the fellas. If you need to get it in or something like that, I can help. But I digress.

So single people are supposed to be more WiLd and crazy right?! Well that doesn't seem to be the case any longer. Here is my theory based on experience:

Single people fall into a few different categories. These include: 1) people looking to sleep around and play the field 2) people looking for only serious relationships and 3) people satisfied to be single (with their cat/dog) and not looking to date. The majority of these people are still looking to impress someone of the opposite sex. If they look too crazy, it would most likely scare some sexy stranger away. Unless that person was also naturally crazy. People in relationships already know that the other person can be crazy or something like that. And they accept them for it. So it's okay to be crazy.

For example, last weekend shit got real. Couples all went out for drinks. I joined post work and found jager bombs waiting for me once I arrived. All I have to say is party with couples who are extremely comfortable with loose boundaries. The boundaries that push physical, mental, and emotional lines into an area that some might find uncomfortable. Others might find entertaining. Or weird.

Let's just say, there could be any of the following: stripping (of several sorts), blackout pizza buys, streaking, girl on girl hickies, free shots, and more.

Commitment Issues

So it is more than obvious that I haven't been posting recently. Recently being in a few months. Last semester I was really slammed with work and electronic issues. It appears I had a short fling with my blog and since have abandoned him (yes this will be a male. Because they are, at times, worth abandoning). My schedule has freed up and I have had thoughts I want to write down. I will attempt to make this weekly. So that there will be a post sometime during the week. Probably not the weekend since it is likely I'll be blitzed.

If anyone does read this and enjoy what they read, I would redirect you to my twitter @OutwitTheDevil for more frequent hilarity. Thanks to my phone, I tweet often and inappropriately. Also if you ever need to know when Star Wars or Harry Potter is on TV, I am an excellent person to follow.

This post is not going to count as the weekly post, but more of a contract of commitment to this blog. I owe it to myself. And anyone who thinks shit I write is funny.