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capricious one: Casual shoppers beware.
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Nothing. I don't know. At any rate, I’m doing my browsing, shopping for a child’s gift,. I remind you, looking at various games and toys and such. I click on one item that looks promising, and then down at the bottom in the “customers who bought this item also bought” section, I happen to notice that one of the suggested items is the item featured above. Not only that charmer, but also this. And if you follow any of those links, needless to say it all only goes downhill from there. See which way the stre...
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capricious one: Say what?
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Nothing. I don't know. So, I have this thing I do when I'm running. You know, to distract myself from the horribleness of the running. Ok, that's a bit of an exaggeration. I mostly enjoy running, it's just that sometimes I need a little distraction from the actual doing of it. From the putting one foot in front of the other, the oh-jesus-am-I-really-only-halfway-done aspects of it. N aside: I've discovered that this phenomenon is called a mondegreen. Things occupying my mental real estate. Weeds, season 4.
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capricious one: September 2009
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Nothing. I don't know. At any rate, I’m doing my browsing, shopping for a child’s gift,. I remind you, looking at various games and toys and such. I click on one item that looks promising, and then down at the bottom in the “customers who bought this item also bought” section, I happen to notice that one of the suggested items is the item featured above. Not only that charmer, but also this. And if you follow any of those links, needless to say it all only goes downhill from there. Excuses for why I suck:.
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capricious one: Ouch.
http://capricious1.blogspot.com/2010/04/ouch.html
Nothing. I don't know. I have a huge (and I mean HUGE) bruise on the back of my left calf. How did I get it you ask? Well, I’ll tell you – attempting to climb through my bedroom window. Why was I doing that, you ask? Answer: I accidentally locked myself out of the house. So, in order to get back in, I had to access the only window that was unlocked, which was my bedroom window. This situation. In fact, I would go so far as to say very little of it was my fault. Alas, that window was locked. I get the win...
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capricious one: Excuses for why I suck:
http://capricious1.blogspot.com/2009/09/excuses-for-why-i-suck.html
Nothing. I don't know. Excuses for why I suck:. So, I haven’t written anything on this damn blog for a while. Even thought I do have a fairly legitimate excuse – I was out of town for 2 weeks with limited internet access – I will not deny that it is also largely due to the fact that I am feeling lazy and uninspired. But, they say the way to get over that sort of thing is to just write something, so that is what I am attempting to do. It is, of course, now Thursday. Yeah…that’s not so good. Weeds, season 4.
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capricious one: June 2010
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Nothing. I don't know. So, I have this thing I do when I'm running. You know, to distract myself from the horribleness of the running. Ok, that's a bit of an exaggeration. I mostly enjoy running, it's just that sometimes I need a little distraction from the actual doing of it. From the putting one foot in front of the other, the oh-jesus-am-I-really-only-halfway-done aspects of it. N aside: I've discovered that this phenomenon is called a mondegreen. Things occupying my mental real estate. Weeds, season 4.
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capricious one: March 2010
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Nothing. I don't know. I don’t know why I feel the need to mess around with those other lip balms. I'm weak and easily seduced by their glossy packaging and empty promises of healing powers and moisturizing goodness. You know I always come back to you. You may not be sexy, Chapstick, but you work like a champ. Thank you for taking me back and offering my poor chapped lips your delicious strawberry protection from the blustery. I promise not to stray again. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow me on Twitter.
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capricious one: So many titles...
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Nothing. I don't know. So, this is the door to my new office, and as you can see, the main way to get to it is to wander through the library stacks. (Which is actually less obtrusive that walking through the student study area. Who wants to deal with them? I thought I might share one a day, but how to choose? Working for the man. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). See which way the stream of consciousness is flowing today. Follow me on Twitter. Reading, watching, listening. True Blood, season 1. Things ...
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capricious one: Scary products
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Nothing. I don't know. Ok, so I’m minding my own business, doing a bit of online shopping, looking for a gift for my friend’s daughter’s birthday. And then I stumble upon. I know a couple women who camp a lot who own something like that. From the amazon comments:. I was sceptical, but it works great, although I highly recommend getting the extension hose. How else are women going to write their names in the snow? You're right, DG. At last, the final blow for woman's equality! Follow me on Twitter. Have t...