After two solid weeks on the couch playing Candy Crush Saga and watching endless NCIS reruns, Friday I finally forced myself into doing something. I ran endless errands and complete cleaned the “public” rooms of my apartment and slowly remembered what it felt like to be productive. It actually felt good. And now, some fun…
Would you go to a wedding like this?
If you’re single, here’s where the rest of your kind are. Apparently, I have 10 more years before it gets truly bleak in Omaha.
Whenever I’m mocked for loving PBS as much as I do, I share programs like this.
And finally, this.
And I saved the best for last.
It’s been over a month since I’ve done one of these, but I’m not going to include a month’s worth of links. Why has it been so long? Because I’ve felt like this.
For starters, the New York Times wrote a great piece about Mormon animators.
Are you aware of this site? (Check out her version of Chipotle. It’s my new favorite.)
How important is sleep? This important.
And you’ll want tissues for this one. If you haven’t already seen it.
(And why haven’t you subscribed to Soul Pancake yet? I mean, really.)
It’s been a couple of weeks since I’ve done a Sunday Twitter Roundup. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to provide two weeks of missed tweets. Just the best here, readers.
This week’s Twitter Roundup has a theme: singleness. It started Monday night when I watched the awesomely bad reality program “Ready for Love.” Did you see that blog post? No? Then read it now.
Then I found this gem.
Oh, but I saved the best for last.
(I’ll be ranting about that last one at a future date. Too much rage to form coherent thoughts about it right now.)
And just for fun…
Do you remember the show “Simon and Simon?” It was one of my dad’s favorites. (rated PG-13)
I am still dealing with the plague. I’ll have a day when I feel fabulous, and then days like today, when it’s all I can do to walk from bed to couch. Luckily there’s plenty of basketball to keep me busy.
As well as this web series, which I watched in two days. It’s brilliant, and I can’t wait to watch the extras and side projects from it.
Here’s a vital PSA.
Just when you thought college couldn’t get any more sexist…
Things like this remind me that my job is pretty secure.
Warning: possible nightmares.
And that’s it for this week. Hoping to blog a little more regularly now that life is a little more calm.
Brought to you today by Sudafed and NyQuil. I have to start feeling better, since my week looks like this:
Monday–newspaper deadline and Freshman Orientation. Home ETA 9 PM
Tuesday–newspaper deadline and piano lessons. Home ETA 9 PM
Wednesday–newspaper deadline and parent-teacher conferences. Home ETA 9 PM
Thursday–newspaper deadline and parent-teacher conferences. Home ETA 9 PM. Or 11 PM if if go out with friends, all dependent upon whether I’ve kicked this virus.
I’m not feeling very witty this morning…a combination of the illness and the news coming out of Steubenville. (Warning–the story is not for the faint of heart.) I’m still trying to process the whole event…I don’t understand why it’s too much to ask men to just not be dirtbags, and instead place all the burden of safety on women. I can’t think about it for too long because it just makes me wonder why I even bother to get out of bed in the morning. Anyway.
I’m a writer, but I haven’t done all of these.
Part of what makes America great is that this lunatic can say what he thinks, and I can call him a lunatic.
Someone needs to write this book.
And finally, a vlog.