Friday, January 20, 2012
THIS EXISTS?! OMG, JFC! I WANT TO LIVE INSIDE OF A NUTELLERIA.
I love Nutella! I haven't had it in years!
I remember my mom buying it at Publix when I was younger, but I never see it anymore.
If you haven't tried this, you need to stand up, go to the grocery store, buy 100 jars of Nutella, 100 boxes of Eggo waffles, 100 gallons of milk, and maybe some chocolate chips, and then prepare yourself; body and mind, for the most amazing breakfast you'll ever have.
Seriously. You need to try it.
It smells like Christmas and childhood, and tastes like dreams and love.
Yeah, it's that good.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
"The captain of the Italian cruise ship gave a slapstick explanation of how he ended up safely in a lifeboat instead of going down with his ship, saying he tripped and fell into the boat as it was being lowered into the sea, Italian media reported today."
The 52 year-old captain, Francesco Schettino, gave an extremely hilarious account of his own actions.
Captain: "I was helping some passengers put the life boat to sea. At a certain point the mechanism for lowering it, blocked. We had to force it. Suddenly the system unblocked itself and I tripped and I found myself inside the life boat with a number of passengers."
Even more hilarious, Carnival is probably saying sorry by offering the usual $500.00 travel voucher and $100.00 in-ship credit.
Full mayday transcript and sources after the break.
I was chillin' on the balcony with my brother and just saw a rocket blast off from Cape Canaveral!
So I Googled it up, and this is what I got:
The first rocket launch of the year took place on Thursday at 7:38 p.m. from Cape Canaveral Air Force Base.
The Delta 4 rocket is on a $464 million mission, carrying a military satellite into orbit that will help troops and unmanned aerial drones in the Middle East, officials said.
Retired launch director Ernie Baldini said the end of the shuttle program has left unmanned launches to fill the void for spectators.
"Before, with unmanned we didn't get as many unmanned launches because there's no more shuttles," Baldini said.
Even though the Delta 4 was carrying a state-of-the-art communications satellite for the military, spectators on the ground said it was the closest thing there was to the heyday of the American space program.
The Milky Way can be spotted as a hazy band of white light at the beginning of the video. The pass continues southeast toward the Mozambique Channel and Madagascar. The Lovejoy Comet can be seen very faintly near the Milky Way. The pass ends as the sun is rising over the dark ocean.
Video courtesy of the Image Science & Analysis Laboratory, NASA Johnson Space Center.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Pinterest finally came through and showed me something that I could not live without.
I always see my friends posting about how amazing Pinterest is on Facebook, but I haven't seen anything that really unique until about ten minutes ago. In fact, I'm still excited about my purchase as I'm writing this!
This is what I just got!
The top was $56.00.
The bottoms were $36.00.
I ordered them both in size small, yet I feel like they're going to be too big for me to wear properly. If they do fit though, I'm totally ordering the chemise and a ton of other stuff! Please fit, haha.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
So I totally rocked that last interview and just got called back for a second interview. Got the email this morning, but I didn't notice it until just now.
I'm so excited!
I can't wait to take off this stupid skirt and quit serving drinks to creepy men who think its okay to hit on somebody their daughter's age.
Tebow, please pray for me!
We stop serving at 2:00 AM.
So, a guy walks up to the other end of the bar and tries to order a drink from one of the boys. They tell him it's after last call and can't serve him. He walks to my end of the bar and tries to order a Red Bull and vodka. It's 2:05 AM.
I'm super polite, doing the whole seductive bartender role, but I have to tell him, "No." He keeps asking and starts to get a bit angry that I won't pour him a drink. One of the boys from the other end of the bar notices, walks over, pulls the bottle opener out of my back pocket, and stands behind me twirling it on his fingers. He leans over me and says, "Last call was 15 minutes ago, we can't serve after two."
The guy gets annoying and starts begging me for a drink as soon as Josh walks off.
In plain sight, I pour half a glass of Red Bull over ice, place the glass under the bar, drop the can in the glass, it fills up, I pretend to pour vodka in it, and pass Mr. Annoying his drink and tell him it's on the house. He slurs out, "I love when it's on the house!"
2:30 rolls around.
Everyone is leaving.
2:45 rolls around.
I'm standing out front with the rest of the female employees and a group of security guards, waiting to be escorted to my car.
Drunk guy is walking around outside, walks up, grabs Kelly's arm, and starts yelling. Before he could get more than a few syllables out, a security guard punches him in the face and shoves him into the street. Drunk guy hits the pavement. Hard.
The security guard says, "That's on the house."
Josh gave me a piggyback ride to my car.
I came home and blogged about it.
Friday, January 13, 2012
All of these college hipsters are impossible to understand, order the most complex drinks, and probably since we don't have PBR, they're leaving weak tips.
The worst part is that they pay in change! Get a credit card or pay with bills! Don't hand me a pocket full of one dollar coins for fifty something dollars in drinks!
This kid just slid one of these awful coins across the bar as if it was made of gold, winked at me, and walked away.
A dollar and a penny for a nearly sixty dollar bar tab. A tab which included a mojito.
I hate making mojitos!!
I'm used to having cold and wet hands, but cold, wet, AND sticky? And you're going to leave me a dollar and a penny?! Seriously?!
Whoever you are, I hate you. I hope you spill that awful drink.
Only an hour to go.
I'm at work, hit wanted to take a few minutes to post about what's new.
So, my first week of school is over...
Like a professional student, I didn't sign up for any Friday classes.
Two of my courses are online.
Two of my courses are on campus.
None of them are hard.
This should be the easiest semester of college for me. The only way I won't make straight As is if I just stop trying, and that won't happen.
Also, I have a job interview next week at an engineering firm! Maybe I can finally make some real money without wearing eye liner or clothes that show most of my underwear.
I really want to go shopping for professional clothes so wish me luck!
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Since I can't sit still for long enough to get through an episode of pretty much any show, I usually watch all of my favorites on my tablet. I have the HBO2GO app and can access all of the major network's websites to stream shows once they've aired on TV.
This pretty much makes my Netflix subscription useless. Which it has been from the start, really. I've had it for a few years now, but when I think about it, I've probably only watched five or six movies and a few episodes here and there with it.
So... I was telling my brother that I was thinking about canceling the Netflix and he laughed at the fact that I actually pay money for it. He went on to tell me me how he has been getting free Netflix for the past six months or so.
He text me back a few minutes ago with this link, and said that he's been doing this forever and for more than just Netflix.
If you don't want to click the link, here's the summary:
1) He buys a $25 prepaid debit (refillable) card
2) Sets up a new throw-away email account
3) Sign up for Netflix and get a free month
4) Use the $25 prepaid debit card before the Netflix billing
5) Abandon the the prepaid card, email account, and Netflix subscription
Anyways, the only reason I posted about this is because I'm pretty much raging over the fact that Nikko has had a Netflix account the entire time he has lived here, and never even mentioned it.
You guys should check out his stuff and let me know what you think so I can pass the word along to him! <3
Bluemotion's 2011 promo reel:
Bluemotion 2011 Reel from Bluemotion Productions on Vimeo.
These are my favorite! The Heir Jordan Teasers and Intro that Bluemotion did for Michael Jordan's son, Marcus Jordan! Go Knights!
Links and stuff:
Yeah, yeah... I know. Post about new year's day. I will in a bit. Promise!
I tried to gather my thoughts, but it didn't work. I'm just going to type things as I remember them, and since I'm tired as hell, it probably won't be the easiest post to read. However, I promised that I'd post about my new year's eve experience so until I get around to editing, this is me apologizing for the poor grammar, punctuation, and spelling.
It started out looking like it was going to be an awful night at work. My boss called me around 4:00pm to tell me that I was coming up on 50 hours this week, and asked me if I wanted to come in or not. Obviously I declined the opportunity to work on NYE, and tagged along with my friends instead.
The events leading to the ball drop on new year's eve were great fun, and as usual, I spent that time with my closest and most awesomest friends. We drank, danced, and participating in copious amounts of debauchery from about 10:00pm to just after 1:00am. However, the real fun didn't start until I got back to Sam's place.
This was my first new year's eve, as far as I can remember, being single. And there aren't many occasions that are as awkward to be single on as new year's eve. Everyone is romantically kissing their partner at midnight and you're just standing there, drink in hand, watching in envy, and wishing somebody special was by your side.
It's especially awkward when your group of friends only has one other single person in it.
It's even more awkward when she's someone you've been infatuated with from the moment you set eyes on her. Which was... Oh, I don't know. Let's say four or five years ago?
It's even more awkward when she glances over from across the room and notices you smiling at her for no reason.
It's EVEN MORE AWKWARD when she can probably tell by the look on your face that you're fully zoned out, undressing her in your mind, and fawning over her body.
Infatuation is probably an understatement, but I've always had a thing for Samantha. Seriously. Since the moment we first met, I was completely head over heels. She's absolutely gorgeous and has an awesome personalty, but she's not into girls (especially not me), and I've never had the courage to act on any flirting or affection that she's aimed my way.
I'll try and describe her without sounding like a stalker. She's my height (5' 9"), which makes eye/face contact easy. She's my weight (~110 lbs), which makes other things easy and fun... Haha. She has short, dirty blonde hair that constantly falls down over her eyes, and with THE CUTEST little flip of her neck, she flicks it back into place. All of that wrapped with amazing fashion sense, full of charisma, and oozing sex appeal.
Anyways, she catches me staring at her, makes her way towards me through the crowd of intoxicated party people, kisses me on the cheek, wraps her arms around me, and shouts, "HAPPY NEW YEAR, NIKKKKKKKIII!" She has no idea that I'm dying in her arms as I squeeze her against myself and wish her the same. She pulls away, runs her hand down my arm, finds my hand, and pulls me into the crowd. We go from friend to friend, some strangers included, hugging, celebrating, and wishing everyone a happy new year.
When the excitement of 2011 changing to 2012 dies down, everyone goes back to dancing with their partners and all that romantic new year's eve stuff continues on. Instead of standing around and feeling out of place, I start dancing with Sam. With the courage provided by alcohol and lust, I find myself flirting a bit. Sam is a couple of drinks past a heavy buzz, flirts right back, and after about twenty minutes, she's exploring my body with her hands and kissing my neck and clavicle. I'm seriously falling in love on the dance floor.
1:00am rolls around, I'm sobering up, the crowd is thinning, everyone is exhausted, my friends are leaving, and as we're walking to our cars, all I can think about is not wanting this night to end.
Sam picked me up and drove to the bar, but she was in no condition to drive back home. I probably shouldn't have, but I drove her car back to her apartment.
As I park her car, she insists that I'm in no condition to drive home, and literally pulls me up the stairs to her apartment. Yeah, I'm infatuated, but my logical side is telling her that I need to go home. Either way, I have to go upstairs to let her into her apartment. She gets the door open, turns towards me, and the look on her face instantly changed my mind; I don't want to go home anymore.
Her hands started at my waist, slid up my back from under my shirt, and curled over my shoulders. I closed my eyes and melted in her arms as she kissed me.
Lust: FULL BLAST
Long story short, I kinda maybe kissed Sam and we kinda maybe woke up naked in her bed. It was the most intimate experience of my entire life.
I'll tell you about new year's day tomorrow.
I'm too tired to type any more.
I just want to cuddle.