Sunday Bloody Sunday

I wrote that title because I didn't know what else to type in. I'm up in Brookings because it is the Arts Festival weekend. I came up today and every time I go to the festival I always wonder why I came. I really hate everything it is about. The only time I think it would be fun to go is if I had someone to bring that had never gone to the thing. Frankly I only went this year for a taco bag- what you may ask is a taco bag- well I'll tell you. It is taco fixings in a Frito bag- a small sack lunch sized one. It is ultimate food at the festival for me. I probably talked about this last year, but I don't care.... I went with my mother this morning while she filled out an application for a new reality show hosted by Amy Grant called Three Wishes- yes I know- sad. Anyway I filled out an application while I waited with her- just to see what I would wish. Mainly everything that I would wish for would be humiliating to talk about on television or here for that matter. I wish for everything that a single, almost (but not quite) 27 year old woman could wish for. But my life would be even more pathetic on film than Britney and her boy toy. I have seen an abundance of movies recently- all older movies because I am a cheap bitch. I saw Fever Pitch and I enjoyed it, Jimmy Fallon can be funny sometimes- truthfully! I also went to House of Wax a couple of weeks ago- and I was completely outraged when a couple of women brought a 3 or 4 year old to it and a baby. It made me so sick I was expecting the kid to start crying or the women to realize that the movie was a little too violent for the kid- but no.... I was more frightened than the kid was- which was terrifying- what else must this kid see?

Anyway- I got to see my old college friends last weekend. I hadn't seen them for a while and we had a blast hanging out in good old Mitchell, home of the Corn Palace. I still haven't gone to War of the Worlds or Batman Begins- and I think that by the time I do Tom and Katie will have been married, divorced and on to the next one. Life is going good- I actually took naps this week after work- two days in a row. I was so out of it when I woke up, especially when I slept in my hard contacts.

Anyway- not long before I am 27- I will be twenty seven. An adult age- 27- I can't believe it. I still get disgusted when people I graduated are having children- I can't be that old- I guess I am the odd one- they are in their mid twenties. Exactly the age when everyone is SUPPOSED to have children- it is just too weird. Anyway I am handling it- I will be fine.