Showing posts with label murderers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label murderers. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

If you really knew me

(I'm pretty sure I've seen this topic on almost every blog I follow, now it's my turn!)



If you really knew me, you'd know that I'm addicted to Starbucks Frappuccinos, the ones in the glass bottles. Doesn't matter what kind, I love them all!

If you really knew me, you'd probably think I have slight ADD, because my conversations are all over the place. One minute I'm pondering what I want for lunch and before you know it I'm going on about whether owls have eyebrows. For the record, they do. :)

If you really knew me, you'd know I really love scary shows. Put on some old episodes of Unsolved Mysteries or Disappeared and I'll be glued to the tv for hours, only tearing myself away to look up more information online. Sometimes I think I should have gotten a criminology degree.
If you really knew me, you'd know that I've wanted to be a ballerina since the age of four, despite being hopelessly uncoordinated. I took a ballet class in college and let's just say it was....interesting. Luckily, I can wear ballet-esque outfits to my heart's desire to make up for it.
If you really knew me, you'd know I'm always searching for new books and music to obsess over. So if you can introduce me to something I end up loving, we'll probably be besties for life.
That was fun! Let me know in the comments if you decide to do this or already have, so I can check it out!

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Sleep?

Oh hey there, just typing this from bed!

Yes, while my lovely fiance snores snoozes next to me. Life is grand.

If I had any sense I'd be sleeping too....yeah.

Except I'd probably have a dream like I did the other night.

There I was, minding my own business here at home. Then I realized someone was trying to break in. I looked through the peephole and saw this face:


Yeah...the dad from Pretty in Pink was trying to break into my house.  Seriously, WHAT KIND OF DREAM IS THAT?!

When I told Justin, he just laughed at me.

So I hope someone ridiculous shows up in HIS dreams tonight, just to get back at him.

:)

Monday, July 30, 2012

A Word to the Wise

It's probably best to avoid watching the show Disappeared on Netflix while your fiance and roommate are at the movies.  
Why, you ask?
I don't know about you, but I'm a paranoid person.
So when I watch these kinds of shows about people who have gone missing I start hearing noises.
Those are regular house noises, you say?
 Nope, it's gotta be a murderer or a robber!
Which means I could end up just like the people on this show.
OMG!!!!



K, I can't do this anymore, I'm turning on some cartoons.