Chase and Facebook Team Up!

So Chase has gotten together with Facebook and created one of those great voting campaigns where all you have to do is pick your favorite Charity and click a button. Of course I'd love if you picked mine but since I won't actually say where I work I guess I can't really ask that of you :) But really, go check it out, I know you all have Facebook pages! Pick one charity, pick twenty, just pick. This link may take you to a random charity but it will at least get you started.

A sneak peak into my eating habits

I spent all day Sunday laying on my couch watching the first season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Now I've already seen this show a bunch of times, but the boyfriend finally returned all my seasons after admitting he will never actually have time to watch them (which is truly a shame in my mind) and I have been craving some vamp ass kicking action for awhile so I hunkered down and mindlessly wasted the day away.

I've had days like this before. With no real outside responsibilities, no pets or kids, I understand this is a luxury for most those around me and I promise I am not taking these wonderful moments for granted. I thought about going out and watching some football but the desire just wasn't great enough and I am attempting to lessen the amount of football action in my life anyway* (for reasons that are too long and boring to go into during this post).

When I get into these days I am amazed at my own ability to sustain myself. It is no wonder that I am winded when I walk up to my third floor apartment when I have a diet like this. I sometimes wish I cared more about food and my health and all that, but after nearly 30 years it just hasn't sunk in yet. I am a total grazer/scrounger when it comes to eating. I would of been screwed before microwaves and instant everything.

So for your reading enjoyment, a list of what I grazed on throughout the day yesterday...

• 2 20 oz. bottles of Vitamin Water
• 2 hot dogs
• Probably 10 oz. of an 11 oz. bag of wavy Lays potato chips
• 2 ice cream bars
• half a hard boiled egg
• a chunk of sharp cheddar cheese
• and probably half a pack of cigarettes.

Dear gods, how am I not dead yet?



* While I am doing well in my no football mission, missing the Colts game last night is a very sad thought for me right now.

One brief moment

I was standing in line in a random store, waiting probably not so patiently for the search station to become available so I could hunt for things I want and don’t need. I looked up and saw you riding the escalator to the second floor and my heart froze in mid beat. I searched your features trying to figure out if it was really you, it’s been so long, silently praying you might look my way, fervently hoping you wouldn’t. Then your eyes turned towards mine and before my brain could even register if they met mine I looked away, unable to face the fact it might be you. Unable to face you recognizing me. Unable to face you not. My mind raced as I waited, feeling the escalator move upwards with every atom of my body, wondering if I should turn and look again. Wondering if you were looking at me. Knowing that by the time I made a decision the chance would be gone. And then the search station in front of me became available, erasing all thoughts of what to do from my mind. I moved ahead, searched my item and found it was not there. I went back to wondering, wondering if I should go up and pretend to look (for the section it would have been in awaited me atop those moving stairs). Wondering if I should just move on. The heat of the store and my feet decided for me (thank god) for I found myself heading towards the exit, not looking back, not looking around.

I burst through the doors, though in reality it was probably just a normal exit, and headed out in to the now refreshing coolness of a November afternoon. Why would you be here? Do you work down here now? Are you just subjecting yourself to needless torture by shopping in the loop over the lunch hour? Do you hate yourself that much? Was it even you? Does it even matter? These thoughts tumbled one over the other as I headed to my next stop on an endless lunch trip of errands. Slowly my heart found itself beating again. Even more slowly my brain returned to more present things at hand. But for one brief set of moments I jumped back in time. For one gradual instant I found myself completely filled with you.