resolutions

I have decided to become a money saving, budget-making hosebeast.

So we'll see how that goes.

i am the youngest

And once again, I will be contributing SALAD to Thanksgiving dinner.

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I have been a sucky blogger. I started this blog after deleting my old one a month ago, and that weekend I wrote several posts. Since then, I've thought about writing on my blog the same way I think about paying my ComEd bill early. I'll get around to it when it's necessary.

Only, the thing about writing is that it's not necessary. It's completely selfish and 100% personal. It's something I care about more than I can fully explain; a way for me to process life and create with the medium I love most: words.

You can't cook them.

I got called a feminist a few times this year.

In college the girl in charge of the Bethel Feminists Forum (I attended once, because they had a clothing swap. Never again.) didn't shave her legs or under her arms, and wore no makeup. In my mind, she was the poster child for feminism.

So when someone called me a feminist this year, my instant reaction was, "Impossible. I shave."

I hate them because you could get a dog instead...

My sister has a very small, very dumb dog who she sometimes puts in this ridiculous sweater. 

I love her.

 I never in my life thought I'd be one of those girls who loves a tiny stupid little dog, but I do. I'm sleeping at my sister's house this weekend, and when I woke up, that little idiot ran circles around me all the way to the kitchen. It's like being harassed by a fluffy ball of joy. I'm a huge fan of this, especially right now.

Gah.

I hate them because where did their hair go?

I hate cats. I hate them so much. They're snobby and rude and they smell funny and insist on going to the bathroom in  a box IN YOUR LIVING ROOM.

The Ugliest Cat Ever

I never thought my hatred of cats was based on looks, but then my friends Cory and Mary joined forces and simultaneously sent me this picture. Blarg...I think at one point it was a cat. But now it looks a lot more like a fat Yoda. A Fatoda.