so, i just had to have a post on the LAST DAY OF JULY.
that's about it - life's been a little busy, i'll find time to edit soon!
happy july 31!
PS: WHY IS IT ALMOST AUGUST!?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S UP WITH THE CAPITALS.
they're actually quite difficult to read. i can control myself now.
PPS: THE FUNNIEST IM CONTEST (i guess i really don't have control).
connie grabbed a duck on 073107 @ 10:49 PM EST
i was reading some outdated issue of time and came across an article mentioning jules verne's journey to the center of the earth. now, when i was a youngling, my literary collection consisted of the babysitter's club and garfield - of which are still in my possession today - and i embraced no shame then or now. live on, jim davis. at any rate, my greater, higher-being, older sister replaced my (sophisticated, no less) library with jules verne one day. at age ten back then, i believe my response was something similar to, "get rid of that $%@#% french man and give me my garfield back."
clearly, my french was already quite proficient at such an early age.
but really, i tried to read journey to the center of the earth. there have been many attempts - i understand that jules verne is a highly notable author, being the third most translated in the world and everything. blah, blah, blah. and i've tried to read 20,000 leagues under the sea, and i've even tried to read de la terre a la lune, and i've concluded: jules verne isn't my cup of tea in any language. however, although i am undoubtedly no aficionado of mr. verne, i do know i have a copy of his book in some corner gathering dust. so, i've decided that by just having that book, i've enjoyed the pleasure that is jules verne's writing, as so many others have.
actually, it's a library book.
from about eight years ago?
nice.
i hope no one's looking for it.
connie grabbed a duck on 072507 @ 10:51 PM EST
i often blog to learn the date, and bearing in mind my sporadic blogging patterns in the summer, the last date i can remember is the ninteenth... and today is the twenty-third! of july. i'm learning, although i have to admit i just typed in 2006 for the year, but i know it's 2007. no, really, i do.
does anyone still use calendars? the last one i used was in 2000, and it had a golden retriever on it. its background changed depending on the season - such an adaptive dog. it's probably dead now.
i have work in a few hours, and last week i couldn't remember the date. it was a monday though! accolades to me for remembering such a complicated detail. i'll let you know how today goes.
july 23, 2007. 23 jul 07.
2007, connie.
blogs are really convenient when i need to talk to myself. happy monday, everyone.
connie grabbed a duck on 072307 @ 03:50 PM EST
arf.
i've never wanted to eat a dog so badly in my life.
and, because i feel like i should legitimize this post by including something more than just a link to a photo of a cake:
she looks like a model
except she's got a little more ass
thank you, justin timberlake, for plaguing me with these words throughout my entire day. your career as a popboybandgonefacialhairedMAN (capitals needed) is nothing short of successful.
now dance, little girl
you're freaky, but i like it
hot damn!
genius.
connie grabbed a duck on 071907 @ 09:55 PM EST
a lot of times, i just want to hide from the world with a book.
often times that book is calvin and hobbes. i came across this strip (sorry for the copyright violations, bill) today, and i really wish i had a tiger named after a seventeenth century philosopher to play with me. but don't we all? well, considering today comprised of thunderstorm-watching and napping (mm, life), we can just all comment on calvin and hobbes' day instead - unless, you know, you prefer conversing about real people instead of drawings.
i'm super emulous of the fictional six year old and his talking stuffed tiger at the moment. i mean, i haven't dug a hole in a really long time.
connie grabbed a duck on 071807 @ 03:53 PM EST
my apologies for my recent internet absence. it just occurred to me that some readers might have been anxiously awaiting for the verdict in regards to my latest entry, and for that, i am also sorry to have kept you in suspense. well, i did, indeed, shower. in fact, i've probably taken several showers since last tuesday - cheers!
the grabaduck hiatus ended a few days after i returned from my vacation, which was about two weeks ago. however, my employers weren't really aware of this fact, being that... i told them i'd be back in about a month. hah. unfortunately, a month has arrived. accordingly, i've been working these foregoing days, and that will be my response for the next few days to come. why haven't you been blogging, connie? work. why haven't you cleaned? work. so how've you been? work.
i'm completely open for all questions and prepared to answer any now.
i'm currently providing my coveted work ethic (i sleep about fourteen hours a day) to a restaurant, and yesterday, i had the pleasure of receiving this from a customer.
to the man who trekked an hours worth from staten island, new york to nowhere, new jersey, to kindly bestow the brochure only seen in my dreams: ??? but thanks. if only i thought the whole jesus deal was real.
connie grabbed a duck on 071707 @ 10:28 PM EST
i know i have a difficult life when it is a herculean labor for me to gather the necessary will to just go and shower. sorry, did i say difficult? i mean patheticsadanddistressing, but it's all the same, really. before you alert the local mob to fetch their torches and bathe me, understand i'm not particularly filthy today, hurray! in fact, i think it's harmless for me to go out into the public right now and not have garbage flung at me.
and in that i take pride.
perhaps i should stop blogging now and go shower. it's okay. i'm fearless. and i have new shampoo.
(i'll try to remember to update this later. it's my prediction i'll eventually come across this and be all like "yo wtf connie did you just write about not showering?" and then i'll reply to myself and say "yeah." and then i might take a nap, wake up, scavenge, and then edit. i've been mistaken as a clairvoyant before. clearly.)
connie grabbed a duck on 071007 @ 12:11 AM EST
in a different life, my bathroom shower sported the friendly creatures of the sea on its curtain. and me, well, i was living a nice existence in the lavatories myself, being that i was able to ogle the lovely ducks. regrettably, the ducks have gone south for the winter. and by south, i mean the garbage. and by the winter, i mean not the winter; i think they got the boot sometime in may. in the wake of their disposal, a map of the world was purchased to fill the empty void that is myheartshower rod. i'll admit, it's not the same, but i was in need of a globe anyway, and those are like $3403.948 (rounded up!). so you might have guessed i've never really been into a globe store (?), but those expenses are ballpark, and although globes are round, when it comes to averting water, they are clearly defeatist.
in brief, shower curtains that have a map of the world on them are better than globes. actually, this originally wasn't going to be the moral of my post because i really wanted to talk about armenia, which came into mind when i was cleansing myself tonight... but i'll take it, and you will, too.
in other news, live earth is happening as we speak, and i hope everyone is enjoying all of the global awareness regarding the devastation we've inflicted on the environment. i know i am. although spreading this knowledge is a wonderful idea, i wonder how many positive results it will truly generate because as far as i can see, we just accrued two billion people on all seven continents to witness entertainment that calls for many many volts of electricity, if anything.
another thing i was really thinking about was if the penguins are the primary audience in the antarctic performances.
connie grabbed a duck on 070707 @ 10:31 PM EST
my last post was on the fifteenth of october and received 1135 comments, and had i listened to them, i would be quite the problemed gambler by now. no thanks, i don't really need online roulette or poker, but i'm glad you're thinking about me, oh mighty spam gods.
it's been so long! i thoroughly regret not logging the period between that fateful october day and now; this year would have been so much easier if i wrote down my silly anecdotes, and however silly they would have been, they would have had a compassionate audience. this actually happened the year before, too; i didn't write during the school year and then returned in the summer... i guess it's kind of like my version of hibernation, only, instead of foraging for berries, i just don't write.
it's kind of the same.
it would be so cool to do the hibernation thing with the berries.
connie grabbed a duck on 070607 @ 04:16 PM EST
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