Confessions of a lackluster blogger

1. Today I had a fortune cookie without a fortune inside. This makes me wonder about my future.

2. I drank 5 beers throughout the course of the day yesterday, and was completely surprised by that fact when I counted the empty beer bottles this morning. Twilight summer ale = delicious

3. I cried through two episodes of "Top Chef" today, and then realized that if I'm going to be a girl and cry for two hours, I should at least do so through something stereotypical like "Steel Magnolias."

4. I have not run more than 3 miles in over 3 weeks. My lungs are trying to kill me.

5. I have thought about blogging several times in recent days, but typing seemed too difficult.

6. I have spent quality time wondering what I would do if I passed Neil Patrick Harris on the street. Do I say hello, and tell him that I have a plate with his face on it, because he's awesome? Or do I just walk by?

7. When I was younger I thought I would have life figured out by the age of 25. Perhaps I will at least have a couple things down when I turn 26 in a couple months?

8. I like to round up when it comes to my age, and have recently been telling people I'm 26. I don't consider that to be a lie.

9. Sometimes, I dream about calling in sick to work and spending the day doing something fun. I have yet to call in unless I'm deathly ill, unfortunately.

10. I often wonder, if people who have passed away can really "look down" and see us, does that mean they look at us naked?