Mood: Post-napping

I am now living with a man with toe shoes. We ventured out today to buy him a pair of this strange footwear; and yes, while they are apparently the most comfortable things you'll ever wear on your feet, and yes, they help with balance and posture, and yes, they are scientifically proven to be better to walk and run in then sneakers and regular shoes... I just can't get over the fact that they remind me of turtle feet. I am in love with a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. (This is all Greg's fault. He started the crazy finger shoe epidemic.)

I almost don't want to make mention of it for paranoid fear of jinxing it, but I think I may have finally solved my constant headache brain worms. While we were away on the cruise, Chelle was over bunny sitting and turned down the brightness on my iMac monitor by a dramatic amount. My first day back at work I did the same thing for my office computer (they're both sitting at about 25% full now), and in the last four weeks since I've only had four headaches. I don't think I can remember the last time I've been so headache free over that span of time, though it would make a lot of sense because it was around the time I got my iMac and started going to NAIT with iMac's in class that the brain worms came around. *Sparkly tear-filled eyes of joy* We'll give it a couple more weeks and see how it goes, but fingers crossed that my 3ish years of past numbing head pain are behind me.

I downloaded the BBC six-part Pride and Prejudice mini series. I've heard lots of wonderful things about it from people so I thought I'd give it a whirl. Bridgette Jones would never lead me astray, would she?

All right and this is grossly overdue, but here's the answers that 5-question meme you tailored for me... like... half a year ago. (I think that's all the stored up memes I have. I'm on a roll.)

1. You've won a date with a celebrity of your choice! Who would you pick and what would you do?

   Oh god, what a cruel question -- so many choices but only one date! D: I'm torn between Simon Cowell and Johnny Depp. I mean on the one hand, there's adorably angry and British Mr. Cowell, who I would first: pile him with puppies, kittens, and rainbows; then second: proceed to velcro myself to his leg and see how long it takes him to tear me away and how crazy he becomes during the process. And on the other hand, there's plain adorable Mr. Depp; who I would, you know, just stare at all day. I may or may not ask him to take off his shirt and crawl across the floor to me like a panther. Rarrwww~ ¬_¬ <3

2. The UN is banning chocolate world-wide tomorrow. What would you chose to be your final chocolaty-meal?

   One last chocolate meal ever? D: Safeway chocolate truffle cake. Mmmm mmmmm~ Immediately following, overcome by grief, I would then proceed to drown myself in the North Saskatchewan.

3. You are forced to live for one year in a country where English is not the primary language spoken. Where would you choose to live?

   D: OMGthatwouldbesostressful. *Preemptive hyperventilating* Maybe France? French is supposed to be relatively easy to catch on to, isn't it? And while I was being shunned by all the French-speaking natives, I would drown my sorrows in the sights of the city of Paris and eventually become the creepy American recluse hiding in the bell towers of Notre Dame' while wiling away my lonesome days singing to dead pigeons. What a sad French life I would lead. :c

4. Is there something you wish you had said to someone, but at the time just couldn't bring yourself to say? Say it now, with or without the name of the relevant individual attached.

   I'm sorry.

5. It turns out hell is highly personalized. What would your own, special, personal hell be like?

   Hell doesn't need to be very personalized for me. Being surrounded by literal flamey hellfire for the rest of eternity would would be too much for my already irrational fear of fiery doom, and my head would probably explode from the stress.