Apropos to Nothing

"Just a day, just an ordinary day. Just trying to get by." Those are Vanessa Carlton's words and I feel them now more than ever. Previously I mentioned how hectic my schedule has been lately. Also, a black cloud of bad luck tried to follow me around for a few weeks- but I will not be put asunder! Instead, I'm going to appreciate all the big and small quirky things that make This Bug's life worthwhile. Some of it is going to sound a little off the wall but I'm willing to share so be polite, ummmkay? Great. You really are sweethearts...





So I just started yet another writing class under the most unusual circumstances. (You'd have to read it to believe it.) It's cool. I feel...So-Ho-ish. Love the Bowery, really I do.



Lusting for my shoe porn fix, come hell or high water: I will make these Oscar De La Renta's mine no matter what. Stay tuned.



From DeGrassi High to Hip-Hop Supernova, this boy has me scratching my head like, "Where did he come from?!" Seriously, he makes Kanye's arrival to the game 7 years ago look like a tiny blip on the radar. And ya'll remember how the world felt about pre-Autotune Mr. West, don't you?



You would think after Supersize Me and that horrible singing fish commercial with the Casio beat that I'd be wise enough to leave McDonalds alone. But like Pookie, that Filet-O-Fish be callin' me, Man. It be callin' me...




Acting on sheer impulse this week, I will soon be somewhere no one with a writer's sporadic income should be. Alas, you only live once.




Been channeling my inner Salt-N-Pepa lately. Ghetto Gold is the ish. I dare somebody to say different.




That's it for today's randomness. Now go enjoy your own ordinary day and be thankful for the little things in the palm of your hand. And remember People, life is for enjoying. Find your joy and hold it close to you.