you sit around and think about life.
And then you realize... "that's not how you spell drunk" but hahaha ha so you leave it.

I'm trying to find all the archetypes.

Suggestions?

(if you are feeling pessimistic)


1. Not being able to brush my teeth because the bathroom is occupied during all the time I have to get ready in the morning.

(Gah! Just get out of the bathroom already!!!!!!!)

My younger brother is going to be running in the Boston marathon this year to raise money for the National Ovarian Cancer Coalition.
The race takes place on the 21st, and so I am posting this for the last week of donations.

My brother is a musician, and specifically he is a percussionist. He is studying for his Master's at Boston University.

Our high school band teacher was a drummer, a percussionist, and really supported Matt and pushed him to realize his potential. Mr. Benedict and his wife were there for Matt whenever he needed them to go the extra mile. If my parents couldn't make it to a NYSSMA event, the Benedicts were there rooting him on.

This past year, Mrs. Benedict lost her battle with ovarian cancer and it is in her memory that my brother is running. To wax poetic, you might say it's his chance to go the extra mile in her honor.

You don't have to donate in his name specifically, but if you are looking for some charitable organization to support, this is a good one. The link to his donation page is here
Thanks for reading my long and not so chipper blog.

-Jenra

The answer to an age old debate

After years of tireless research, scientists have discovered a piece of 80's 90's trivia that has no place in Spacesick's mind or heart.

Can you just trade 'em like baseball cards or is it more like a "needs to be a match" sort of thing.

I feel like the plot of many soap opera stories hinges on the latter.

How long into a relationship, on average, does one say "I love you"?

In 2006.

I think it's about time to establish a new backup plan for if I'm 30 or 35 or whatever.

Anyone interested?

The job basically only requires you to marry me if I hit, oh, let's say 35, and am still single.






Did anyone else have a backup pact that backfired?