It has been a pulchritudinous day here in Kalamazoo, Michigan. for all you people out there who don’t know what that means, look it up. It will add to your vocabulary, and I didn’t even know it existed until I thesaurused another word and came up with that one. That is my challenge to whoever is reading this: to figure out what pulchritudinous means.
Anyways, full steam ahead. The weather was horrible today, my hair is totally not meant for rain. My math class at Western was semi-interesting despite the weather. Surprisingly I’m learing useful knowledge and not just infinit numbers that I swear will not take me to infinite possiblities. In that sense I am a non-believer. However, I still miss my communication classes, they rocked!
P.S. side note, anyone with a information as to a job pertaining to communication in some way LET ME KNOW!!!
Second engine kicking in. I’m currently contemplating the inner workings of cults, with the help of the history channel. It was highly educational as to their point of view on religion and God. Needless to say I hate skirts and I have a hard time believing that any man, let alone some skinny, funny looking white guy, is the ultimate person and I need to bow before him. But hey that’s my own opinion, and if you don’t agree with me that’s cool too.
Currently I’m contemplating life. That to me means, trying to find a job. And although the history channel rocks expanding my brain to the inner workings of cults is definately not getting me there. I guess I’ll have to work on that tomorrow too. I’ll see if I can fit into my deliriously busy schedule. (See P.S. side note, above)
Oh, yeah, and you are probably wondering why I titled my blog “toast, peanut butter, and syrup.” Well, my mom and dad made that for me when I was growing up (Although, I’m not too old, early - mid twenties) and I think it reflects life, in a “thinking outside the box” sort of way. The pieces of toast are the substantial people, places, things, events, that make up our life. The peanut butter is a sticky situation, or compilation of situations, that may be good or bad but either way impact life. Syrup is the runoff. It’s the gooey stuff that other people see that can also be positive or negative, but I prefer to think of it as the fun part of a person, that runs off to other people, and sticks to them with finger licking goodness.
Either way, when you put them all together and take a bite all the ingredients taste pretty darn good together.
Okay well I’m off for a midnight snack, then i’m gonna read. I hope you all enjoy my blog that read it.
ciao bella
j