Solutions!

I have come up with a solid plan for this blog. I will continue to post to Raving Persuasions on Thursday and Sunday, and if I feel the need to blog on any other day, I will post here. I know, it kind of feels like this blog is being shoved to the back burner, but at least the stove is still on, right?

I think you'll mostly be seeing the odd journal-like posting here, because I'll be saving most of my interesting content for RP. I'm sorry A2A1 (according2alex1), but that's just the way things are. I wrote the following to kill time with no intent to blog it, but it seemed like worthy material at the time, so forgive the rambling and topic-less nature of it. If you're still reading that is. Because usually I like to fill this blog with what I'm thinking, because that seems much more interesting than what's actually happening. What here it is, my thoughts on my ACTUAL LIFE...

It’s 10:59pm, and mom is sleeping in my bed so that Rachel and Maddy can watch Hellboy, so I get to stay up until the movie ends so I can sleep on the couch. My other option is to attempt to fall asleep with the movie on, but seeing as I can’t even focus on my book, with the background noise and other distractions, I don’t think that option is the best one.

As I said above, I can’t really focus on reading, and Jane Eyre requires constant attention. I often do this thing when reading, where my mind starts to wander off, and I don’t notice until my eyes reach the bottom of a page and I can’t recall what I just read. This is a problem if you're actually attempting to follow the book's plot. 

I really like Jane Eyre; it isn’t completely riveting and gripping, but I’m invested enough in the story that I want to continue reading. The writing is good, and I like the character of Jane, for some reason. She seems like a good person, and reasonably talented.

But I can’t focus. Why is that? The book is captivating; I guess it’s more me that is failing to be captivated. Typing works, too, as entertainment.

I really don’t understand the appeal of movies like Hellboy and The Hulk. It is definitely not because there are good-looking male leads, but I guess it must have some appeal, otherwise my sisters would not be watching it at this moment, and I would not be typing here.

My birthday is in two days. I’ll be fifteen on Sunday, which also happens to be Mother’s Day. Today, when my mother asked me what I would like on the menu, I had an innovative idea. Normally in our family, on a person’s birthday, that person gets to decide what we eat, when we eat it, what we do, &. But for a few reasons, such as I don’t feel like deciding such things and it feels a little repetitive, I have asked my mom and sisters to come up with the menu and other events for the day. It’s going to be a surprise for one said birthday girl.

I have to say I’m quite impressed with my plan. Not only do I have no decisions to make, but it’s going to be interesting seeing what my sisters think I want to eat and do. It’ll be a kind of test, to see who knows what my favourite cake is, and also very enjoyable for me, the surprisee (I just added that the the MS Word dictionary—WIN!).

I guess we survived the week without mom and Rachel. We deviated from the menu for most of the time, but we survived (mostly due to the Special K). Everyone made it to all their activities promptly, and I think we had fun. We had fun, right?

Last night was actually a lot of fun. My dad came home from his soccer game, feeling extremely sore, with a craving for pizza. We hurried out the door to the car, before we could lose our nerve, and drove to Safeway, to see if it was open at 10:30pm. It was--apparently the establishment closes at 12am. After wandering the aisles for a while, we came out with a Delissio pizza, some bulk candy, Miss Vicky’s and a box of Fudgesicles. Talk about epic success. 

Driving home we debated what movie we could watch and headed in the door to pop in Hot Fuzz. Unfortunately, at about midnight, we were all too tired to go on. We turned off the movie about half-way through and all stumbled off to bed, sugar laced, but sufficiently tired. What a night... 

That is all, hope it wasn't to boring, and if it was, well, there's not a lot I can do about it. That is my life. Deal with it.