Not like there's any pressure to write anything but after not writing for over a month, I feel like I have to write something brilliant and that means I feel pressure and will therefore write nothing. So I'm just going to ramble and see what my fingers type. Just to get the ball rolling. You guys don't mind.
So I had a birthday on Monday. I like my birthday but I don't like aging. Not so much. People who don't know me generally think that I'm younger than I am so I like to think that's all that matters. And then I think, "Wait, Carrie, all that matters is how young you look? When did you get so superficial?" and then I feel bad for caring about what I look like. But what can you do? Not care? What am I? A guy?
I had two separate gatherings for my birthday. One was the family and one was the friends. The two people who cross platforms are my boyfriend and brother. I got some really awesome gifts, the most notable being the Wii Fit. I'm now a Wii person. It's like buying a friend. It talks to you and has a little animated Wii Fit board that dances around the screen and gets all animated at you. I love it. And, because I have a Wii Fit, I no longer have to watch my weight because the Wii will do that for me.
Today, I'm suffering the delicious hangover of a night spent partying with amazingly fun friends. I get mushy when I think about how awesome it is that I hang out with such a chill, creative, fun, talented group of people. I think about how lucky I am and then I remember that luck had nothing to do with it. I chose to surround myself with amazing people so that must mean that I'm pretty friggin' smart.
So that's it in a nutshell: I'm superficial, the Wii Fit is my new God and choosing good friends makes me a genius.
How was your week?
So I had a birthday on Monday. I like my birthday but I don't like aging. Not so much. People who don't know me generally think that I'm younger than I am so I like to think that's all that matters. And then I think, "Wait, Carrie, all that matters is how young you look? When did you get so superficial?" and then I feel bad for caring about what I look like. But what can you do? Not care? What am I? A guy?
I had two separate gatherings for my birthday. One was the family and one was the friends. The two people who cross platforms are my boyfriend and brother. I got some really awesome gifts, the most notable being the Wii Fit. I'm now a Wii person. It's like buying a friend. It talks to you and has a little animated Wii Fit board that dances around the screen and gets all animated at you. I love it. And, because I have a Wii Fit, I no longer have to watch my weight because the Wii will do that for me.
Today, I'm suffering the delicious hangover of a night spent partying with amazingly fun friends. I get mushy when I think about how awesome it is that I hang out with such a chill, creative, fun, talented group of people. I think about how lucky I am and then I remember that luck had nothing to do with it. I chose to surround myself with amazing people so that must mean that I'm pretty friggin' smart.
So that's it in a nutshell: I'm superficial, the Wii Fit is my new God and choosing good friends makes me a genius.
How was your week?