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Jul. 11th, 2005 01:36 pmCandice is happy right now for a few reasons. How can you tell? I'm happy (or feeling okay, at least) when I start referring to myself in third person.
Reasons That I Am Feeling Okay, In No Particular Order:
1. Google Found Carmen Sandiego, y'all! After a decade or more, two TV shows and several computer games!
2. I have good cereal. Yay to the cereal.
3. Someone at GJ PM-ed me the text from the Clay Aiken blog that only fan club members can access (and you all say, "Um, yo, isn't Aiken two summers ago?"). It had 1746 comments. If that was an LJ post, it would totally be at the 5000 comment max, with tons of snide remarks and various wankery.
4. I had a Very Good Dream about Josh Holloway. I was on a plane for some reason, and he had the seat next to me. At first, I was all, "OMG!!", then we ended up having a very nice conversation, and he starts flirting with me. And I flirt right back. At one point I ask him to let me see his hand, and... this is like, weird to explain, but you know when you put your hand palm-to-palm with someone else's? Yeah, we were doing that and I was completely enamoured with his fingers and fully aware that my dad was in the next section watching me flirt with this guy who's like, sixteen years older than me (I think I was in like, first class, and my dad was glaring at me from coach for no real reason whatsoever). But I was totally enjoying it. Then I woke up with a Big Fat Stupid Grin on my face. Yeah.
5. There is still milk in the house.
Speaking of milk: why am I the only girl my age who actually still seems to drink it? Most of the other girls I come into contact with seem to think milk is positively foul, and I drink about three glasses of it a day. What's up with that?
Reasons That I Am Feeling Okay, In No Particular Order:
1. Google Found Carmen Sandiego, y'all! After a decade or more, two TV shows and several computer games!
2. I have good cereal. Yay to the cereal.
3. Someone at GJ PM-ed me the text from the Clay Aiken blog that only fan club members can access (and you all say, "Um, yo, isn't Aiken two summers ago?"). It had 1746 comments. If that was an LJ post, it would totally be at the 5000 comment max, with tons of snide remarks and various wankery.
4. I had a Very Good Dream about Josh Holloway. I was on a plane for some reason, and he had the seat next to me. At first, I was all, "OMG!!", then we ended up having a very nice conversation, and he starts flirting with me. And I flirt right back. At one point I ask him to let me see his hand, and... this is like, weird to explain, but you know when you put your hand palm-to-palm with someone else's? Yeah, we were doing that and I was completely enamoured with his fingers and fully aware that my dad was in the next section watching me flirt with this guy who's like, sixteen years older than me (I think I was in like, first class, and my dad was glaring at me from coach for no real reason whatsoever). But I was totally enjoying it. Then I woke up with a Big Fat Stupid Grin on my face. Yeah.
5. There is still milk in the house.
Speaking of milk: why am I the only girl my age who actually still seems to drink it? Most of the other girls I come into contact with seem to think milk is positively foul, and I drink about three glasses of it a day. What's up with that?
