Friday, September 21, 2012

the f word.

No, no, no, not that f word, you clowns.


On this Friday, I'd like to address something which has been abusing my phone the last five days:
telemarketers. Damn telemarketers.

Take a look at the below because I can't make this stuff up:

Kid you not. This has been my week: ignoring call after call after call. I'm told if I continue to ignore them, they'll eventually stop.

All I know is they better stop or else I'm going to start answering the phone with a blow horn.

Do you think the new iPhone 5 is immune to telemarketers? It's out in stores today and if that's the case, I'd go wait in line for that feature alone.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

fall me maybe.

It's that time again. Puffy vests. Crisp air. Boots. Honeycrisp apples. Football for hours. Dips for days.

Autumn's making its grand arrival on Saturday and I could not be happier (she types as she hangs her puffy vest up outside her cube).

I can't exactly pinpoint the exact thing I love most about fall, but I'm not sure I need to.

All I know is it makes it just a bit easier to jump out of bed in the AMs and knock out a run along the lake. Enter today: 48 degrees at 6:30am. I most definitely run better in that kind of weather. Those Olympians are lucky the Games aren't in the Fall or else I'd be kicking some serious booty.

The one complaint I have so far? Why doesn't Bed, Bath and Beyond have any cinnamon-scented candles out?? That's a serious problem that needs to be solved ASAP. Girl's gotta have her cinnamon.

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