Good... And Good for You

my sister got married yesterday morning. carolyn's new sister-in-law invited my parents and me over to her house last night for a family dinner. always being the forward thinker "that kat, she always thinks one step ahead". yep. that's what they say. i bought a video camera and brought it with me to the dinner because i wanted you guys to be able to witness two families meeting for the first time. here you go. beautious.

i was going to write a poem about what my job is like this time of year but i couldn't think of anything that rhymes with "mmflkjdfhjaweoilikjdsaAAAAaaa"... also, i don't write poems. at about 8:30 last night i decided the best way to express to you what my job is like this time of year would be to take pictures of my desk while i spun around in my chair. it was fun. i'm awesome.

i was totally psyched when em tagged me to list 6 quirks. "yes! finally! something to blog about!", thought i. cuz i've got nuthin'. but seriously people, for the last six years i've done nothing BUT regale you with my quirks. my quirks, oddities, nuances, subtleties, henceforth, ditto ditto, etc, etc... and bless you for going along with it all. "what's that? you like diet coke? haha! what ho! good times!" above and beyond, really. you guys are fantastic. well, but let's be honest, you're not perfect. you've got some quirks of your own and don't even think i haven't noticed which is why, in an ever so slight change in protocol, i'm going to list my working title six favorite other people quirks. let the record show #1 spliz is incapable of saying "nauseous". it's " nauseated ". in fact, it's been so indoctrinated in me that i now say "nauseated" instead of "nauseous". i do...

crazy cousin once removed: well... obama's the president. me: yep. aunt: did you vote? me: ya. i baROCKed my vote. ccor: i voted for mccain because he was in 'nam. me: right on. ccor: not that it even matters who's president. me: why? ccor: because all the real decisions are made by an elite, secret society. me: gasp! ... the pentavirate? ccor: i don't know what they're named but i know they're calling all the shots. me: right on. ccor: not that it even matters what secret society is ruling the world. me: why? ccor: because the world's going to end in the year 2012. me: bummer. ccor: december 21*, 2012 to be exact. so, you know, what does any of it matter ? me: ... right on. the end. * actual date of the apocolypse has been changed so as not to ruin the surprise for you all.