I'm a stalker.

No, seriously. I'm a straight up stalker.

This one time, I only knew a guy's first name, and i spent three hours on facebook looking through pages and pages of people with his name til I found him.

Illogical? Heck to the yeah.

I didn't even really care.

Stalking people, specifically online, etc, is a way for me to pass the time.

I love it when I find out stuff about people, and no one else knows I know it. Its like a little personal victory for me. Heh heh heh.

I'm pretty into reading blogs. Not a ton of them, but a few. I like funny ones, and ones with juicy stories, like 'mormon bachelor pad' and 'hyperbole and a half.'

I dont consider any of these online people my friends, though. And I must say, I think its funny when people have e-crushes and consider people theyve never actually met in person to be their friends.

Maybe its just me, but I think thats sort of ridiculous.

Friendship is based on actually knowing a person. In my opinion this means you HAVE to have seen the person at least a few times in person, face to face. I simply don't comprehend how you can consider someone you don't know your friend.

Maybe I'm simply an insensitive, abrasive, people-hating pig. But at least I'm somewhat rational. And frankly, I'll take what I can get.

Because I like who I am and I like being that person.

So if you've got a problem with that, screw you. I love me, and thats about all that matters.

Chrimmus

This lovely year, I have raked in a pretty good haul.
Snuggie
Season 5 of LOST on DVD
New Booooootsssssss
Glee Soundtracks
etc etc.

Yay!

Baba Wawa

I was watching "The View" on Hulu tonight, when I had to go put my laundry in, so I paused it for a couple minutes. I came back, and I had to laugh and take a screen shot of the frame it was on.




Oh Barabra Walters. You will never cease to amuse me.

Is feminism dead?

Ok. So here we are. Mormon ladies living in Provo, going to BYU.

I get it. WE're typically characterized as homemakers, ohh, we love baking, and the priesthood, and boys. Sooooooooooo much.

I'll tell you something that makes me sick.

So I'm on the "relief society meeting committee," formally known as the "enrichment committee."

I like decorating cakes. Its one of the few stereotypically very feminine things I do, activity wise. I'm no expert, but I know my way around a crumb coat and a frosting tube, if you know what I mean. So when the enrichment committee leader says she wants to do a cake decorating activity, I get volunteered. I don't even mind doing it. I think its a fun thing other people could do too.

I just got an email from said leader.

Here is what it said. I will give you the general gist of it.

Basically, it was about getting organized for the activity next week, blah blah blah. but THEN, I saw a little important piece of information that I hadn't known about.

Apparently, after we, the relief society, decorate our little cupcakes, courtesy of schooling from myself and another girl, we are going to go caroling and bring them to other people.

Would you like to know who?
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We're "going caroling" to the guys apartments. We're baking boys cupcakes and singing to them.
I kid you not.

AM I THE ONLY PERSON WHO'S UPSET ABOUT THIS???????????!!!!???

Is feminism dead?!??

I get that we "love the priesthood holders" and everything. That's just fine and dandy. But I think its STUPID, I repeat, STUUUUUPID for us to go singing at their doors offering cupcakes.

Why can't we give them to people we know who've had a bad day, or maybe a nice nursing home, or even the residents of the surrounding neighborhoods?

This literally makes me feel sick to my stomach. I feel like all we're doing is perpetuating stereotypes, and pushing the image that women ought to be domestic, humble, and bake stuff for dudes all the time.

And I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATEEEEEeE that.