>>> i met a mumbler for the first time in my life. i'd always heard they existed, but i never grasped the concept completely. she approached me before the start of my art history class. "hey did you zzzzzzz--zz zzzz?" what was that? "oh, you know zzzz zzz zzzzz-zz?" um... oh yeah. "you did? why?" wait, no. um.. wait, yes? what is going on?!
>>> when dallas gets hyper, all planned productiveness is done for. yesterday he called me four times in 20 minutes. "lyntals, i just called to tell you that i love you and that i miss you." "lyntals, i just called to tell you how beautiful it is outside." "lyntals, i can't remember, what's going on right now between nick and jess [in new girl]?" "lyntals! i just remembered something i've been meaning to tell you the whole semester! there's this girl in one of my classes who says 'ands' instead of 'and'! like, 'i like puppies ands kitties.' what's with that lyntals?!"
>>> the other day dallas and i had this big elaborate sunday dinner planned out. homemade refried beans, fried chicken, baked potatoes, and brownies. the refried beans cooked for ten hours and never softened. we didn't even have any chicken.. and the brownies turned out too chocolatey? (something i thought was impossible). also, they never baked all the way because of all the excess chocolate and butter in them. we lost steam before we got to the potatoes, so... we had mac 'n cheese for dinner.
>>> today i realized i'm only 22 and i've had nine jobs. pizza maker at papa murphy's. sitter at a day care. custodian at a physical therapy center. nanny/personal assistant. telemarketer at larry h. miller. secretary at a carpenter shop. a teacher's assistant. office assistant for women's studies. and sales person/tailor at the bridal center. i blame my mother.