I confess that I really look forward to watching Project Runway, despite the complete lack of psycho-crazy drama this year. It just makes me happy. I don't know when I became such a sucker for competition reality TV, but I love it.
I confess that I've been waking up to teach early morning seminary since Wednesday, and so far it has meant I've spent at least a few hours afterward being very, very lazy.
I confess that I got rejected for another job today, and every time I do it makes me wonder if it's worth it to keep applying for them, especially when I'm pretty sure that part of the problem this time was that they asked me how long I'd work for them and I had to say, "Until I leave in June." (Of course, it could have been my less-than-awesome phone interview. Sigh.)
I confess that I purposely made my appointment to have my oil change for a little later in the morning so that I can take a tiny nap before I go and sit in their waiting room - mostly because I'm afraid I will fall asleep sitting there for an hour.
I confess that I am incredibly grateful to be team teaching seminary, because I look at that room full of sleepy kids and am positive that their lack of response would make me self-conscious if I were the only teacher. As it is, once they look sleepy, Eric runs around the room to energize them and energizes me instead.
I confess that I am a serial window shopper - and by window I mean browser window. I browse all kinds of websites and covet things all day (and usually leave the window open while I'm doing other things), and by the end of the day I convince myself I don't need it, even if it's half off and awesome.
I confess that I was on a reading rampage, and then I started reading a book someone lent to me (because I'd had it for months and felt bad that I hadn't read it) and now I'm back to a snail's pace. I hope I become more invested soon.
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Ugh, I hate it when a book clogs the dam. What book?
Warbreaker by Brandon Sanderson. I'm starting to get into it a little more, but it really threw off my groove!
Oh, that bag IS awesome. I want it.
Are you not liking Warbreaker? Brandon Sanderson is, like, the offical author of... us. Mike, my brothers, and my dad are all obsessed--that's why I just read Mistborn. I do love what I've read of his stuff, but I haven't read Warbreaker.
I'm starting to enjoy it, it just took a long time to get into it - plus there's that whole part of me that doesn't want to read books that are thrust upon me. ALSO, part of it is just that I haven't read hard-core fantasy with glossaries and random apostrophes in names for a long time, and it didn't appeal to me at first. Now that I'm getting into the story part and out of the setup of weirdly capitalized powers part, I think he's funny and refreshingly un-stuffy for fantasy. But I probably won't follow it up by buying every book he's written right now.
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