"Wolf whistle works, woman strips"
GOOSE ON THE RUN
So, the other day, I'm just driving along, and right there, in the middle of town, I see a goose*.
INSERT PIC OF GOOSE HERE, CAUSE BLOGGER WON'T LET ME
Just chillin there. Domestic variety goose, no less.
We've concluded (Bean and myself,) that he is a goose on the run. From the law. Because he killed a man with his bare beak.
Just thought I'd share.
*No, that is not the goose I saw, I wasn't able to get a pic. **sad**
So, I set myself a goal of blogging once a week, and I've spent so much time thinking about what to blog, that I haven't actually done it! Silly me. So, just a random babble for now.
Oh, and if anything in here is inordinately weird, it's because I took a full dose of my migraine meds, and I'm a little loopy.
I've been working two jobs, stock/sales associate at my usual clothing store, and engraver/sales associate at a lovely little place called Things Remembered, and I'm looking at upcoming promotions at both of them (because I am that cool). I am a little worried about the increased hours (if all goes according to plan, 35-75 a week), But I'
m trying to have a little faith in myself.
I'm going to be applying to go to LPN courses starting in November, and I'm hoping that all goes well.
My next goal to work on is making a list of 100 things about myself. It's always fun and challenging. A high school teacher got me started on doing it every couple years.
Hmmm, finally, I guess, I've signed up for postcrossing.com (check it out (sorry, too medicated to make a proper link, might edit it later)). It's cool. Sending postcards to people all over the world, getting postcards all the time. Fun fun.
100 things:
1: When i get too excited about something, my limbs go numb.
