Nobody's ever considered me much of a multi-tasker-- I'm one of those people who's always attempting to read a book while walking down a crowded hallway, only to inevitably fall on her face or crash into someone's backpack. However, I'll have you know that I currently have a tray of cookies in the oven, another sheet loaded and ready to go, and my fiveawesomegirls video exporting. I'm also, like, writing a blog and being a badass. So that's pretty much five things at once.
Surprise! Your comments on yesterday's post made my day, just like always. The general consensus seems to be that none of you understand the appeal of cars (ditto) or makeup (same here), and that most of you who DO understand clothes still don't really bother put any effort into them. It's comforting to know that I'm in good company, then.* I think our collective Style is "Awesome Nerdy Internet Person." And I hear that's in vogue. Anyway, on to the sensing!
Today, I saw: this webcomic, which I found just infinitely funnier than it actually is.
Today, I heard: some drunk guy in the backseat of his friend's SUV get into a fight with a FedEx truck driver during stopped highway traffic. Next, a car full of seventeen-year-olds next to me rolled down their window and informed me that, "Ma'am, I like your ponytail. It is exquisite."
Today, I touched: balls of gooey, lumpy cookie dough.
Today, I smelled: fresh tomatoes from my dad's garden.
Today, I tasted: whole wheat flatbread. Yum!
Lastly, and totally leastly, I have to make a quick retraction... in yesterday's post, I made a joke about pulling weeds, and referred to "the exciting smoking kind," meant to funny, because I am obviously not the toking type. My mother, however, did not find it amusing, and insists that I inform you all that I do not smoke pot. So. I do not smoke pot. Kbye!
Chipotle burritos this year: 22
Nail color: "Rogue Vogue," Maybelline (discontinued)
*Except for you psychos who said you don't enjoy eating. I still love you, of course, and I'm willing to look past this... but it was painful to read, guys. It really was.