“i know a lot about cars. i can look at a car's headlights and tell you exactly which way it's coming.” –mitch hedberg

WARNING:
this post contains multiple random, unconnected thoughts.
and no, not one of them has to do with the quote above.
which shouldn’t surprise you.
because, this is me we’re talking about, after all.

so here’s the thing.
sometimes, you have all these random plans for a friday night.
but then one little thing happens, and they all get cancelled.
and you find yourself sitting at home, busying yourself with attempting to organize that random stack of papers that has been sitting on your desk since the beginning of time.
and you don’t think life is fair.
but then you realize that “if life was fair, elvis would be alive and all the impersonators would be dead.” (thank you johnny carson)
ok so i didn’t really care the i found myself plan-less.
(i may or may not have just wanted to use that quote. real bad)
because i really did have stuff to do.
plus, i was there when my roommate needed me, thanks to an idiotic boy who didn’t realize what a good thing he had.
frankly, he may not know a good thing if it bit him in the butt and kicked him in all his kneecaps. what a butt. (that was for you, kimbo. love you missie.)
but i don’t want to rant and rave about that.
heaven knows i could.

so i didn’t crawl into bed last night until about 2.
i made a midnight run to walmart and wendys with a friend.
gotta love doing those :)
so i got in bed, and it took me foooorrreeeevvvvveeerrr to fall asleep.
i never have a problem falling asleep.
it was weird.
i set my alarms for 10:30, 11, and 11:30.
(so sometimes i don’t hear my alarms the first time. or the second. or the upteenth time. i need alarms to be going off every 5 minutes for an hour and a half. sue me.)
i had a really weird dream and kinda woke up in a panic of sorts.
it was weird.
but i laid there, wondering how late i slept, and why i didn’t hear my alarms.
i look at the clock.
7:40.
are you kidding?!
my mom called a few minutes later, so maybe that’s why i woke up?
i’ll never know.
ridiculous.
she called to tell me that bret, my brother who had been in russia for the summer and was supposed to get home next week, was on his way home now.
i already knew that, but i was excited just the same.
i’ve really missed him.
bret and i are quite similar.
in looks and in personality.
it’s been a little rough having him gone, but i’m excited that he’ll be back!

also—i am a firm believer in the idea that every person should be entitled to a theme song.
meaning…
is it so much to ask that whenever i walk around, my theme song plays?
didn’t think so.
i would definitely have mine be “dirty little secret” by all-american rejects.
not because i have a dirty little secret, but because that song is awesome.

speaking of awesome…
so i’m sort of obsessed with this tv show called chuck.
maybe i’m just obsessed with zachary levi.
but that’s neither here nor there because i’ve heard it both ways.
the point is…
on that show, the main character has a brother-in-law named devon.
except his nickname is captain awesome.
or just awesome.
why?
he’s awesome.
he’s attractive, very athletic, has an attractive wife, is very successful, wins at life…
you know.
the normal stuff that would make someone awesome.
so one day, rylee showed me this music video.
it’s a really cute song with a crazy video.
it makes me laugh like none other.
and the guy in it (you’ll know him when you see him) is none other
than captain awesome.
enjoy :)