Things that keep me up at night.

I ponder about some strange stuff sometimes...or I just read lists of stuff and figure out which ones are worth putting on here. Here...I'll fill you in on whats happenin' up in my noggin.

Can you cry underwater?

If you're fat, is it considered chunky dunking?

Why is the fear of long words called hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia?

What does the Q in Q-tip stand for? I mean, really.

I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self-help section?" She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose.

iunno. I'm bored.

Ever stop and wonder?

I'm at this point in life where I just want to finish school and get on with my life. Stop worrying about what I need to finish, what I'm going to do once I graduate, and where I'll be. But, in the middle of all of this, I want friends. I want friends who can be there for me. Not the "acquaintance" friend.

No.

I want the real "friend" who calls me up on a daily basis to get coffee, or to sit around and watch the office. I don't like it when "friendships" seem so one sided, ie, me being the friend and the other person being the "ugh, this guy again, why won't he go away?" person. Either it's just me and I'm the weird one, which undoubtedly is true but not likely in this case, or people just don't accept good comradery like they used to. what gives?

W o r k

Please.

Poke both of my eyes out and put some sweet shades on my face.

These ones preferrably.

Holding up sailboats.

I need more Jesus.

And yes, I know this sounds very similar to "I need more cowbell," and although more cowbell is necessary, Jesus is more-so.

I've been so busy concentrating on other things, which is very easy to do.

These ramblings aren't meant to be witty or even comprehensible.