Mean Thoughts That I've Been Having That I'm Going to Talk About Because Nobody Knows My New URL.

1.  When people post a picture on Facebook with the caption "sneak peak of the wedding pictures!!!!! :)" I automatically judge them and assume they are not mature enough to get married.  Because I am the expert on being mature enough to get married, since I'm a 20 year old.  But mostly because it's sneak PEEK.  Not sneak peak.

When you understand this, you are mature enough to be married.

2.  I want to punch someone in the face about The Hunger Games.  Everybody loves the Hunger Games, but I just don't.  I listened to the second book on tape on a road trip with my family, made Robby summarize the entire third book to me on a road trip, and read some online plot synopses.  So, I guess I haven't actually read it, so maybe I can't actually comment.  But I will.  I think it's a cool concept, average writing, and pretty awful characterization.  I hate Katniss.  Sorry.  I think she is one of the least believable characters I have ever been introduced to.  Like, who can be that awesome in every way about everything always and only behave nobly and lovingly always all the time and do exactly what you as a reader hope she would do every second and also be awesome at surviving in the Hunger Games.  Not a human, that's who.  She is so static.  Also, the love triangle is silly.  And also look at this hilarious picture of the three of them.  Peeta is such a shorty!

This is all.      

Things That I Like on Friday

I'm going to talk about some of my current favorite things, since Pinterest isn't doing a good enough job of keeping track of everything I'm obsessed with.  (Just kidding.)  (But really.)

1.  John Carter.

This picture!  It kills me! Don't you want to see this movie now?  

Robs and I are really into the TV show Friday Night Lights.  So we went to see a movie starring our favorite FNL alum, Timmy Riggins.  We fully expected that it would be the worst movie we ever saw but we went anyway, because we are faithful to all things Friday Night Lights.  Turns out, it was AWESOME.  Turns out, it's doing AWFUL.  Turns out, that's because of BAD MARKETING.  Read this.  It's fascinating.  Seriously.  I like the director.

2.  Keds.

They're just adorable these days.  Who knew?

3.  This.

4.  Also, this.

I keep wanting to say nasty things on Facebook to conservative people who I think are saying dumb things about politics.  But I haven't yet.  And I'm going to keep trying really hard not to.  This is my new mantra.

5.  The fact that I am going to actually graduate in August, and actually be done with all of my classes.  For real.  This has been a long time coming.

6.  The fact that this is what I did instead of finishing an essay I should have turned in, oh, six months ago.  That was my one goal for the day.  I just can't do it.  Independent Study has made me the world's most anxious student.  Why would I turn something in if I can obsess over it forever instead?  My graduation is actually a lot less certain than it seems, if this keeps up.

Waving Boldly in the Corrupt Sands of Commerce

These are the things on my mind today.

I'm thinking about my (our) (using plural instead of singular pronouns is one of the greatest things about being married) (it means I always have a pal) future.  And it is terrifying.  

The thing is, I want to be a college professor and a high school teacher.  I want to be a lawyer and a chef and a writer and a magazine editor.  I want to study literature for the rest of my life, and I also want to never have to go to school again after these past few hellish semesters.  I want to be a domestic stay-at-home mom, and I want to rule the world.  

I want to be everything, but I also don't want to be anything except for the person I am. 

I want to do something valuable.  I want to be true to myself and I want to be kind to other people.  

I've been thinking about it, and I want to be Kathleen Kelly.

When I think about the life I want to live, I want to live in the world of You've Got Mail.  I want it to always be fall in New York City.  I want to send bouquets of sharpened pencils, and order tall decaf CAPPUCCINOS! (Not really.  I love the WoW)  I want to spend my days doing something like equipping children with the very  best books, books like Dancing Shoes, and Ballet Shoes, and Skating Shoes by Noel Stretfield.  I want daisies.  Aren't daisies the friendliest flower?  

I want to lead a small life.  Well, valuable, but small.

I realized this when I read this masterful blog post that I stumbled upon when reading the blog of my favorite Kathleen-Kelly-esque blogger. (Neither of those women know me.  Sorry for creepin'!)    

I've found my big, bad Joe Fox.  (F-O-X)  His name is Robby.  And I really, truly wanted it to be him.  I wanted it to be him so badly. 

Now I need my Shop Around the Corner.  

P.S.  I might just be saying this because I currently have the world's worst head cold.  So I would really appreciate it if you all could just go away.        

P.P.S.  I also might be saying this because I feel like I'm totally channeling Kathleen Kelly in my outfit today. This is my proudest style moment.