Taking a break from ‘deep’ posts will be nice, but I can’t just not write. I like it! So here’s a post of nothingness.
NOTE: I wrote this on my tablet, so please excuse any dumb spelling/grammatical errors.
I’m sick. I’ve been sleeping dreadfully lately, and it has slowly been turning into a cold. This morning I woke up all fuzzy and stuffy. A tough part about being a grownup: not just sleeping all day until you feel better. Thankfully the weekend is coming and we have minimal plans.
Our 5th wedding anniversary is coming up really quickly. I have a neat idea up my sleeve to mark the occasion, but I won’t say anything until either a) we do it or b) we get lazy and don’t. Later on in October we’re planning to head to Moose Jaw for a couple nights at the spa to celebrate. We plan to tour the tunnels, hit up our favourite haunts, and dig into some Swiss Chalet. Speaking of which, how bogus is it that dinky MJ has a Swiss Chalet and bustling metropolis Saskatoon does not?
Ok guys, I have a really important thing to discuss now. We got rid of cable recently and I now need Netflix recommendations. I completely burned through That 70s Show already, and I’m not sure what to move on to next. Likely I’ll rewatch some old favourites in the meantime, but I’m open to suggestions.
It is amusing to me how..disjointed this post is. But that’s what happens when I don’t plan it out ahead of time. Now…what else can I ramble about?
Lately I’ve been reading about an eclectic variety of historical figures. I am so thrilled that wikipedia exists, so that I can spend my sleepless nights learning about Lizzie Borden, Ernest Hemingway, the Fitzgeralds…all tragic figures, each in their own ways. I’m fairly positive that Lizzie Borden was guilty, by the way. I’d like her case to be solved once and for all…it seems odd that it isn’t. The lack of professionalism on behalf of the law enforcement in that case is bothersome. Which reminds me of another case (I love reading true crime stuff) in which the cops dropped the ball: the Manson murders. In 100% it was not just local police who messed up in that case. Literally everyone involved was so wrapped up in solving the case for the glory of their individual departments. Read the book Helter Skelter and you’ll see what I mean. That is hands down one of the scariest books I’ve ever read. Random acts of violence, murders, and people claiming to be God are not exactly pleasant topics. It’s a shame that our world is filled with such frightening things.
Well..I guess I’m done writing for today. This was an odd post, to say the least, but writing it felt good and kept me from dozing off on the couch. See you soon, beloved bloggie readers…