1. You've ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE." 2. You watched the Pound Puppies. (I did have a pound puppie though!) 3. You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Bel-Air." 4. You wore biker shorts under your skirts and felt stylish. 5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby-sitters club and tried to start a club of your own. 6. You owned those lil Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls. 7. You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey on Blossom. 8. Two words: M.C. Hammer. 9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock." 10. You had plastic streamers on your handlebars. 11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales." 12. When it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons. 13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head. 14. You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on the big screen. 15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school. 16. You made your Mom buy one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side. 17. You played the game "MASH" 18. You wore Jordache Jean jacket and you were proud of it. 19. L.A. Gear (Oh lord, with pink laces!) 20. You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in Kindergarten. 21. You remember reading "Tales of a fourth grade nothing" and all the Ramona books. 22. You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF" 23. You wanted to be a Goonie. 24. You wore fluorescent clothing. 25. You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off... 26. You have ever pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf. 27. You took Lunch Pails to school. 28. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets. 29. You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence. 30. You remember Hypercolor T-shirts. 31. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band. 32. You thought She-Ra and He-Man should hook up. 33. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged friendship bracelets. 34. You ever owned a pair of jelly shoes. 35. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying "I know what you are, but what am I?" 36. You remember, "I've fallen and I can't get up." 37. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates. 38. You have gotten seriously injured on a Slip and Slide. 39. You have played with a Skip-It. 40. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonald's. 41. You've gone through this list occasionally saying "Totally awesome." 42. You remember Popples. 43. "Don't worry, be happy." 44. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights with high top Reeboks. 45. You wore socks scrunched down. 46. "Miss MARY MACK MACK, all dressed in BLACK BLACK BLACK" Or, Ms. Susie had a steamboat, the steamboat had a bell (toot toot) Ms. Susie went to heaven, the steamboat went to... 47. You remember boom boxes vs. CD players. 48. You remember watching both "Gremlins" movies. 49. You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!" 50. You remember watching Rainbow Bright and My Little Pony Tales. 51. You thought Doogie Howser was hot. 52. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac. 53. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool. 54. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By the Bell," the ORIGINAL class. 55. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME.
After this I realize that I was a sad consumer whore as a child. And for the record, the New Kids on the Block were never cool and Poochie flashbacks do indeed suck.
Well, its Sunday afternoon and I'm at work again. "Why?" you may ask. Its because I'm a sap, that's right a huge SAP. A lady at the library needed off to go to her four year old grandson's birthday party so I got conned into working. I have no days off this week which basically sucks. But on the plus side I like being busy, and I'll be making money, which I desperately need to do.
Last night was an awesome night. I hung out with Adam and Scroof after Dave went to work. Adam and I watched the Italian Job while Scroof cleaned the bathroom and kitchen. It was really badass and I'm not even into action movies that much. Oh, and Charlize Theron is _hot_. The copy we had was kind of poor quality, but the movie was still really enjoyable. I can see know why Donner's thinking of buying a Mini.
But what made the night even better was then we watched Bend it Like Beckham and that was even more badass. All three of us loved it and were truly invested in it. It has Keira Knightly (the object of Orlando Bloom's affections in Pirates of the Caribbean) and Parminda Nagra. It was a huge hit in England and got some press in the United States. Even if there are some guys who might think its a chickflick, they couldn't be more wrong. Both guys I watched it with loved it and I'm sure it helped there were attractive women with English accents. For those two hours, both stopped throwing knives at the dartboard.
However, all these movies helped me stay up until four in the morning. All three of us stayed up talking after both movies about everything and nothing: Adam's upcoming birthday, New Yorkers, tales of juvenile delinquency, and my favorite subject, sex. So now I'm at work and pretty tired, but still filled with happiness from last night. Right now, life couldn't be much more enjoyable. :-)
My roomies Adam and Scroof got a set of throwing knives. They set the dart board up on a chair near my kitchen. Donner and I were in his room when we hear this "umph" kind of a sound. Following that, Adam comes in rubbing plaster off of his knife. I love my apartment somedays; it provides all kinds of amusement.
I used to be one of those people who didn't understand the LiveJournal appeal. I found it to be a gratuitous medium. I only actually got one so I could keep in contact with people like Becca and Sandy (BTW I love you guys and I'm giving a toast at your wedding). However, I've found it to be oddly cleansing to get some of my thoughts down in a semi-concrete form. Basically I'm having a great night with my roomies. :-)
I had my interview today. I _want_ this job. I'd be an education director for a small AIDS-focused organization. I think the interview went really well. The lady who interviewed me was awesome; we bonded over rising house prices, the reluctance of certain area schools to include sexual education in their curriculums, and the general hatred of the Bush administration. She seemed impressed with my ability to go to school and work three jobs which hopefully is a good sign. I'm trying not to get too excited about this job in case I don't get it but everyone should wish me luck anyway :-) In other news, I finally got to see the Jem "drug" episode. Needless to say, it was extremely eighties and extremely cheesy. However, it made me laugh which is a novel thing these days.
So I drove up today with my mom to take my little brother to my dad; like most divorced families, we have designated child-swap areas. My little brother is 17, and I forget that sometimes. Sometimes I look up (literally considering he's almost six feet) at him and wonder how this amazing person that I'm entirely so enamored and proud of can still be the little brat who used to steal MY Scarlett G.I. Joe doll. How can this brave, popular, and handsome young man be related to little, geeky old me? And then, he'll do or say something and I swear that he's lost ten years. Suddenly, he's my kid brother who used to crawl into my bed at night when my parents were downstairs fighting or who used to ask questions like why did other kids make fun of the way he talked. Although I feel privileged to be able to say that I helped raise this stupendous person, sometimes I wish I had my little Sam back. When he was little I knew when he needed a hug or just someone to sit and babble at him when he was upset. Now, I don't want to embarrass him or make him feel uncomfortable. I know he doesn't read this, but if he ever does, I want him to know that his big sister is incredibly proud of him.
Go me! I have an interview for the AIDS educator position on Monday! The lady called me yesterday while I was taking Quinn for a walk. Luckily, he stay quiet during the entire conversation. I'm so excited which could be bad if I don't get the job. But, I'm willing to take part-time if there is a possibility of full-time later on just to get my foot in the door. Now, I just have to figure out what I'm going to wear. . .
Ughh. My room is finally all put together. And, it is kickass. I have a brand new bed, 300 count sheets, and a bookshelf. However, if I purchase any new books, I'll need another new bookshelf. Setting up my room helped me forget about things for a while, and that was good. Time to start a week for the first time in a very long time as single Impy. If I'm lucky, maybe I'll meet Jon Stewart and he'll fall madly in love with me. Hehe.