Foreshadowing...

Foreshadowing and soap operas go together like peanut butter and jelly.

That is all.

Planning....

Things I'm planning that I love to plan...

1. J's Birthday (so what if it's not until June. I have big plans!)
2. My wedding (I created gift registries and decided on food for the rehearsal dinner)
3. Moving (is it weird that I'm looking forward to boxing up my life?)

Osculations...I Love to Perform Them

I have another word that I love. I had never heard of it before but I love it!!! Osculation....either performing osculation or giving an osculation. Definition is below! Use it and do it often!

osculation \os-kyuh-LAY-shuhn\, noun:

The act of kissing; also: a kiss.

He had engaged in nervous osculation with all three of Lord Flamborough's daughters.
-- Thomas Sutcliffe, "The art of seduction, the skill of the tackle", Independent, June 13, 1994

Their incessant onstage osculations during her last concert tour seemed to offer public proof of their passion.
-- "The Big Boom in Breakups", People, November 13, 1995

Osculation comes from osculatio, "a kissing," from osculari, "to kiss," from osculum, "a little mouth, a kiss," diminutive of os, "mouth."

The Awesome

Google video is awesome. That's all I have to say.

Zombies (will help me rule the world)!

When the zombies come, I will first sing them the song "Re: Your Brains" by Jonathan Coulton. I think they would like that and would make them feel at home.

I would then let them know that I listened to Extra Life Radio's with Scott Johnson's Zombie Special Podcast "Mah Zipper is Broke" to let them know I was interested in their culture.

Then once I am friends with them, I will send them to people I don't like..reminding them of the tastiness of human flesh, all the while convincing them that I taste rancid and they don't want me.

Then, with my zombie army, everybody will either love me or get eaten. How's that for a masterful plan?

I Don't Want...but I Do Want

http://bensbiz.mlblogs.com/archives/2009/03/166666667_pounds.html

I look at this...and then I say mmmmm and then I think....ewwwww...and then I think...well...no...mmmmm. In the end, I suppose I'm not sure.

First Kiss Memories

Locked out (thankfully)

I was 13. He was the same age. We had been in a summer science enrichment program at Louisville Male High School and we had been flirting (or the preteen equivalent) all week long. On the last day of the program, we were walking and talking and he pulled me into the back stairwell and kissed me lightly on the lips. My stomach flipped. Then we went out the back door and promptly got locked out of the building. We had to walk the whole way around. I was secretly glad that we were locked out.

What was your first kiss?