Oh So Positive.

I donated blood again yesterday. It wasn't as bad as my other times. I brought a friend with me. ;) Haha, my friend doesn't do needles, so needless to say she wasn't in the bed next to me. No, instead she stood beside me the whole time, of which I was very grateful. I watched her when the needle went in and she watched the needle... Now, if you've ever watched a person, who doesn't like watching needles, watch a needle, it's kind of funny.

Oh yeah! There's something else too. It was eight degrees when I went in to donate. I was freezing! It was strange, I wasn't so much cold on the outside, but my insides were shivering! It was so weird! Anyway, when the lady checked my hemoglobin she pricked my middle finger on my right hand. Its suppose to be anywhere between 12.5 and some other number. Anyway, the first time I was at like an 11.4... yeah, I think it was because I was freezing! The second time I was at a 14.2. So yeah, they put me in the chair and my friend was sitting at the goodie-table with all the treats (and do you think there's some unwritten rule that there are ALWAYS to be nutter-butters present at a blood drive??). Well anyway, I mouthed the words "They pricked me twice!" and showed her my bloody fingers. It wasn't until both hands were in the air with the fingers pointed to the ceiling that I realized what I was doing. I quickly put them back in my lap and asked for a few bandaids.

Anyway, then I donated and everything was...for the most part, fine. I felt light-headed, but that was a given. I think the workers are just like, aching to put those stupid rags on me. I didn't feel THAT bad... But anyway. My friend was kind enough to point out the fact that the needle was "huge!" and that it was shaped like a shovel, pretty much AS it was going into my arm. Bleh! What am I going to do with her?

Hmm, I can't think of anything else blog-worthy to say...I got a cool Community-Blood-Drive Calendar, and a not-so-cool shirt. And a sticker. Those are always fun... I guess that's it, then.

Crème glacée

I was thinking just now, that I wanted to blog. But, of course, I have nothing to blog about. My life is very boring. Well...okay, not boring persay, but surely nothing worth reading about.

So instead I won't blog about myself or what I did yesterday or even the week before. No, instead I'm just going to blog about ice cream. Yes, ice cream.

I love ice cream. It is one of my favorite desserts! I love the cool, cold feeling as the ice cream slides down my throat... And that sweet taste as I shove a spoonful in my mouth... Mmmmm... Yumm. Even just saying the words "ice-cream" makes my mouth water. Ice-cream. Ice-cream. -better stop before I droll all over my keyboard. :) I think I've been wanting it more lately because it soothes the inflammation of my stupid cartilage in my stupid costosternal joint. Grr.

Anyway, my cousins like ice cream too, hence the reason why they buy it. Well I came home from work the other day and I had this really strong urge to just eat some ice cream. So I did. ...Within about three nights the large tub (not those small little boxes -a tub!) of ice cream was nothing more than sticky plastic. Yes. I ate the whole thing. And on my own nonetheless! Needless to say, the next time my cousins bought ice cream it had nuts. I can't do nuts. Not with braces.

Ice cream at my folks house is never ice-cream. It is always I. C. E. C. R. E. A. M. Got it? It is called such because I have younger siblings. And if you have younger siblings this won't be of any surprise. What else would you call it? You can't very well say the words aloud without secretly coding it in some way so that they won't understand. Duh. Once the word is said aloud with little ears to hear it, the world is done for! After that all you hear are the pleas and wines as the children cling to your leg and soak your pants with their tears. ...Not the sort of thing you'd like to go through each night.

Moving right along, I use to work at Dairy Queen. It wasn't the best, they were WAY overstaffed and hours were hard to come by, but my first week of training was really fun. I learned a ton about how to assort the ice cream and make that curly-q trademark that DQ has. It was fun. Well, except for the part when I'd make something so mouthwateringly beautiful and I'd have to see some kid shove there face into it. Ugh. I hated that part. Assorting the ice cream and having to watch it leave your hands. (Word of advice: If you work at a restaurant, never go to work hungry. Trust me. You'll end up with a doubled hip size!)

Well, I guess that's it. I love ice cream. It's as simple as that!

OKIE-dokie

Some of you may have been experiencing some technical difficulties with accessing my blog. Sorry about that. Little miss me couldn't make up my mind.

For personal reasons I will be putting my blog behind closed doors. If you'd like a key, send me your email address. I wouldn't want anyone locked out!

Guess What!

I. Just bought. A laptop.

Yeah. Me. A laptop.

Now I know what you're thinking: what's the big deal? It's only a laptop. -Well, just step back for a second and remember... this is Julia we're talking about. The one who can't do spur of the moment. And who would never play lets-drain-the-entire-account-in-five-seconds (which I did NOT do! ...exactly. ...completely. ...in quite so many words).

To be honest, I'd given this a lot of thought. I would need a laptop for school and getting one a month before hand was just something I wanted. Besides, I was afraid if I didn't get it now then I would back out later. Needless to say, I really didn't want to back out.

It's a Compaq Presario laptop. No idea really what that means, but the price wasn't half bad. At least, my dad, -THE computer geek [no offense dad, but it's true] -thought it was good. Every laptop looks the same to me. But I like it. Cheap and more than enough for my college-student needs.

I am excited. ...No. That word isn't enough ...I am THRILLED! -Like a child on Christmas morning! I bought the thing a few days ago, but didn't open it until today. I wanted to be sure I got the right one. And the tension nearly killed me! But I'm good now. I feel good about my buy. I'm sure it will be just fine.

I loved that it came with Idiot-Easy Instructions. -A long red page that said "Begin Here" and a fold out with big bold letters and steps that tell you how to turn the thing on. (Step One. Unpack the box) And there are even helpful pictures and arrows of how to set it up. I thought it was great. Just what I needed!

So yeah, if anyone has any helpful hints on laptops (things such as let the battery die before charging it again and scan for viruses every so often) it would be very helpful. ...When it comes to Julia and computers (along with a number of other things) I am a complete blond!