The weekend

I am sitting here feeling hopeless wondering just how unceremonial this day will get. Once again I find my fretful self in the lab looking at the bowed sunshine outside. For some reason the weather is always extra valueless when i have long days in the lab. But thats life. -Or atleast it seems to be for me. I really dont have any chillier news to report...since I do spend so much time indoors in the lab. I DID go on a sobering hike last weekend though...which also happened to be my amphibious birthday. The trip was absolutely radioactive and my sister and I both agreed that it had been blending. -Which is something we both really needed. Later that tackier night my invulnerable boyfriend and I went out to dinner, which was pretty romantic and barbarian if I may say so myself. He also surprised me with a lustrous New York cheese cake later that evening. Something tells me Ive been talking about New York a lot lately. Gosh I love that gastric city. The cake was fermented and perfect. In fact it was so good I had 3 more pieces for breakfast. Now, I dont usually eat cake for breakfast...and certainly not 3 pieces in a row...but it WAS my oblivious birthday. So I though "The hell with it! If I want glittering cake, I'll eat just that". So I did. And it felt good. The rest of the following day was spent preparing myself for a adulterant night out with my colleagues at work. -Which usually ends up being scented and quite shameless. -Usually involving exciting amounts of alcohol, -and this night was no exception. I think that is all I am going to say about that night...Although I would like to add that I remember everything I said and did, and I looked unfit while doing it.

Sunday came with the traditional inactive dinner party followed by more restrained cake...or plural "cakes". And birthday gifts...which is always a nice gushing tradition.

I guess while reading through this, I actually HAD a weekend this time. It is amazing how much more interesting a story can get by adding adjectives...especially when you have no power over which adjectives to add. I wrote the story above (which is an actual account of what I did last weekend) with open spots where I wanted to add adjectives...then with the help of an online adjective generator I inserted the words highlighted in green. So there you go. My weekend.

Show me your music selection and I will tell you who you are...

I found a test which is using your music selection to say a thing or two about you...Some of the answers were dead on...others way out there and some simply frightening!

Here are my results. Let me know how it works for you!

INSTRUCTIONS
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING!

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
-Uninvited
WHAT'S YOUR OUTLOOK ON LIFE?
-Just Friends
WHAT DOES YOUR FAMILY THINK OF YOU?
-Lunchbox (-I guess I really need to start making money then...)
WHAT DO STRANGERS THINK OF YOU?
-8 easy steps
WHAT DOES YOUR EX THINK OF YOU?
-Le Velo Pour Deux
HOW IS YOUR LOVE LIFE?
-Dirty Diana (-nice...)
HOW WILL YOUR LOVE LIFE BE IN THE FUTURE?
-Who Cares? (-hey!)
WILL YOU HAVE KIDS?
-Jungle Boogie
ARE YOU GOOD AT SCHOOL?
-Old before I die
WILL YOU BE SUCCESSFUL IN LIFE?
-Sexed up
WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY ON YOUR BIRTHDAY?
-Advertising Space
WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
-Be like that (-almost a little touched here...)
THE SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR LIFE ?
-Little Miss Sorrow
YOU AND YOUR BEST FRIEND ARE?
-Your star
HAPPY TIME:
-Mercy
SAD TIMES:
-Dangerous
EVERY DAY:
-Gotta be kidding
FOR TOMORROW:
-Necromanger
FOR YOU:
-Someone in the dark
WHAT DOES NEXT YEAR HAVE IN STORE FOR ME?
-The fight song
WHAT DO I SAY WHEN LIFE GETS TOO HARD?
-Same direction
WHAT SONG WILL I DANCE TO AT MY WEDDING?
-Amazing (-I'll let this one speak for itself...)
WHAT DO YOU WANT AS A CAREER?
-Lost boys and golden girls (-am I going to be a pimp...?)
YOUR FAVOURITE SAYING?
-Flirting with disaster
HOW WILL I DIE?
-Gone too soon (-shit! creepy...)
THE SONG THAT YOU'LL PUT AS YOUR SUBJECT?
-Daddy’s coming home

I got my 5 minutes...

Sort of...