Sugar High

Work let us off on Friday, whoo-hoooo! I hung out with Angie and Miss Lyla all afternoon and went to see Grindhouse on Friday night with some Fleegans.

It was awesome. I can't say enough about it. No one at work saw it so I am alone in the giddy aftermath of seeing a fun movie. Though, my boss did raise his leg in the air and mimic a machine gun leg? And that, friends, was priceless.

I still haven't done my state taxes. I KNOW! I'm starting to get worried. Liz is helping me, or else I'd have gotten NOTHING done yet. Anyone know how to file an extension for state taxes?

I'm eating Laffy Taffy, and I'm telling you, the jokes were WAY funnier when I was a kid. And that reminds me to point out how easily I get distracted from my taxes. I'm being distracted by candy at this point. I think that makes me 3. (oooh, tootsie rolls!)

On Saturday I didn't do anything. I went to the convenient store. I boiled some eggs for deviled eggs the next day. I even got kinda pissed about it, too. Cause I had to go at LEAST 4 blocks in an air-conditioned car for those eggs, and then I had to FILL A POT WITH WATER and put eggs in it to boil. The worst part is, I had to remember I had eggs boiling. Which, if you're me? Is really hard.

How long does it take to boil a fucking egg anyway? Does anybody really know the answer to that question?

On Sunday I went to church. I could not concentrate. I kept thinking about Vin Diesel. Seriously. I kept trying really hard to listen and concentrate about our Lord Jesus who died for my sins? Yeah.. then I'd just be like "Mmm, Vin Diesel.." Finally I decided there was no way I could take communion, cause I was totally dissing Jesus for Vin Diesel. And that wasn't very spiritual of me, even though I was trying to think Jesus-y thoughts.

Then this guy got up and read this sermon and it was all about how even if we think we've screwed up, we should still take part in communion, and the importance of it. I thought it was kinda cool cause I'd just been spending all my thought time apologizing to God because I couldn't pay attention. So, I did take communion. I haven't done that in a really long time, because I never feel like I'm worthy enough to do so. I guess maybe none of us are? Maybe that's the whole point.

I'm just sharing that because I KNOW I can't be the only one who drifts off during church thinking about .. well maybe not Vin Diesel, but other stuff.

I had lunch with my dad and sister after that, and then we watched Devil's Advocate on TNT, cause that is SO the thing to watch after you celebrate Jesus's resurrection. We saw a commercial for this plush Spiderman who sang "Itsy Bitsy Spider" and all these kids were running around all "Yay, Spiderman!" and I said:

Me: That's not right.
Suzie: Why?
Me: Cause Spidey is badass, and A. he shouldn't be plush, and B. shouldn't be singing Itsy Bitsy SPIDER.
Dad: *laughs*
Suzie: But Spiderman was a baby Spiderman once
Me: No he wasn't, when he was a baby he wasn't Spiderman yet.
Suzie: Oh...
Dad: She makes a good point, doesn't she?

Indeed, Father. Indeed.

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