You have died of Dysentery.
I procrastinate.
It’s not like I don’t have the excuses as to why I’m not getting everything taken care of. Laundry to be done, NASA computer desk put together, bills to be paid, pinball machines to be set up, and pinball machines to be put back together (otherwise known as the most expensive jigsaw puzzles ever).
Did I mention I’m sleepy? For those of you who know me, this isn’t my normal narcoleptic self. Work paged me @ 3 am this morning, and I didn’t get out until 10:30. It took listening to some “Since U b33n g0ne” to keep me awake. I just kept it on continual rotation on the mp3 player. Thank goodness for mp3 players and whiny pop music. I then went to the apartment and proceeded to not sleep. I think sometime this afternoon, I crossed over from slap happy to sleep headache.
Where was I going with this? Oh yes, so here I sit. Stuff to do. Do I do it? No.
Instead I come up with probably the best ideas ever.
Wouldn’t it be awesome if you were given your ownChoose Your Own Adventure book when you are born?
[Mormon Talk]
Sadly, this is the reason I will never be a Patriarch. I’d give out 20 page blessings that would contain the following advice:
“If you decide to go on a mission, turn to page 12, if you decide to slack it at home go to page 18”
Page 12: “You go on a mission, baptize millions. Soon you go home, marry a cute girl, have 3 1/2 kids and strike gold while working in your garden.”
Page 18: “You are killed in a violent Panda Bear Attack”
[/Mormon Talk]
I do wish I had my own personal Choose Your Own Adventure. Of course I’d cheat. I would read the end first.
Sadly, I don’t think the church is ready for me or the blessings I’d be handing out. I wonder how the church is ready for me in any sort of Leadership right now.
Well, I need to go do “Stuff”.
After I get done reading some more blogs.. And listen to some Sk8ter Boi.
oh man. i LOVED those books. this makes me want to go to ebay and hunt some down.
Your CYOA cover makes me think of that William Shatner song I was listening to the other day. It’s hilarious–“Live life, live life like you’re gonna die. Because you’re gonna. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you’re gonna die. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but you’re gonna die. Yes, it’s gonna happen, because it’s happened to a lot of people I know.” etc. 🙂
man! those pandas’ll get you every time.
i’d always make the wrong choice in those books. i’d choose to cross the rickety bridge and then i’d turn the page and fall in lava and die. so i’d yell “do over!” and choose the other option.
that’s what i want in real life, do overs.
*nods* That’s all I can…emote. ~~
Awww. You were SUCH a cute baby.
What happened?
You have got to be kidding me! I had TONS of those books growing up! Dangit, I wish I still had them. Thanks for the memories. I lived on these books, plus the “Sweet Valley High” and the “Cheerleader” books. Those books ruled all.
Whoa, sorry about the 3x post. Maybe you have access to delete the 2?
Rach: They sell this kind of stuff on ebay? 😉
Stacer: I like Shatner. But in a friends only way.
K@: If I had a nickle for every time I’ve heard about the fatal panda bear attacks. I’d have ahhh nothing. I do have my sneaky suspicions..
Stef: 🙂
Crystal: I got my hair cut.
Fether: Fixed your zillion posts, and I wouldn’t know about those other books you talk about.