Dear Johnny Depp,

Hi. I hope this letter finds you well. I'm writing to tell you about something. Something that I've gone over before but I think you need a reminder.

You're American. You're from Kentucky. I realize that you are living in France but even French people do not have British accents. They have French accents.

Why don't you and Madonna get together and come see me? I'll teach you two how to speak without any kind of accent. Maybe we'll do lunch or something. Call me.

Love Always,
Megan

Even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with ya, honey

So I went to the mall earlier to find a job. I got two applications and I went to sit in the food court to fill them out. I would have taken them to my car but I didn't feel like having a heat stroke today.

So anyway, I was sitting there and someone comes and sits down at the table next to me, facing me. After a few minutes, I looked up at them. It was a boy, probably 15 or 16, and he was staring at me. So I went back to filling out my application. He sat there the entire time I was filling them out. I don't know if he was waiting on someone or if he was a stalker. I hope he was waiting on somone because I also don't feel like having a stalker today.

Not long after this kid sat down, two ladies and a toddler came and sat down a few tables away. They were eating Dippin Dots (if you don't know what that is, click the link. otherwise, this won't make sense.) So one of them gets on the phone and says, "We're eating dippin dots! This is like space station ice cream! I bet it's from NASA." The other one says, "Yea! I think they said NASA invented it!"

I was trying so hard not to laugh. It's not nice to laugh at strangers who are enamored by ice cream.

On the way home, I found out that A Hard Day's Night is playing at the St. Pete Beach Theatre next weekend. Mark my words, I AM GOING.

Leaping Lizards!

Leaping Lizards!

Everytime I hear that, I think of Annie. Maybe I'll start thinking about these instead...

How pretty is this? It's ceramic disc on a leatherette cord. It's so unique and a steal at $15!

I am an earring whore. I just love them! These are so cool, yellow ceramic with little silver leaves. Getcha some!

These pendants are what drew me into the shop. I happened to see one scroll across the frontpage one day. This one (like most all of them) is a ceramic disc on black satin ribbon. She has all kinds of sayings and designs, from stars to hearts to Tolkein quotes!

It was only a matter of time...

Paris in Jail: The Music Video

Aaah Aaah I miss you

I miss Kyle. He's only been gone 3.5 days but I really miss him.

Missing people is new for me. Normally I don't mind when he goes away because that leaves me with so much free time but these past few times, I have missed him like crazy.

He's in Atlanta working with his billionaire (I'm serious) uncle. Uncle Billionaire owns some sort of computer company...I think. Kyle has never flat out told me (in a way that I can understand) what his uncle does. But he says he loves the work and I'm so excited for him. He loves computers and he's really smart when he applies himself. Unfortunately, computers are about the only thing he applies himself too. Kyle, you've gotta get through school before you can do this for real!

Friday he is leaving for glamorous New Jersey. His uncle's company is sponsoring a drag racing event and Kyle has to help work the booth. Ok, so Jersey probably isn't that glamorous (I wouldn't know personally, I'm going on what I've heard) but I still think that's pretty exciting. Here's hoping that there aren't any scantly-clad girls running around this racing event. You know there always are in movies.

I neeeeed to move to NYC

or just any city in which driving isn't a requirement. Driving is proving to be difficult task for me.

Today my gas gauge told me that I had 15 miles to go until empty. I decided that I do not want to be stuck on the parkway in the almost-rainy weather so I got gas. My gas tank is on the driver's side and when I pulled into the gas station, I pulled in so that the gas pump was on the passenger's side. Why? I have no idea. I got in the car, put my foot on the brake and tried putting the car into gear. Only the keys were sitting in my lap. Not doing me any good there. So I finally got the car cranked and I did a quick three-point-turn in the parking lot (all the while saying, "pleeeeeeaaaase don't let me hit anyone"). That was the slowest pump ever. I thought I was gonna be late for class and when I think I'm gonna be late somewhere, I start freaking out.

Well, I wasn't late but I did spend $42.50 filling up my freakin car. FORTY TWO FIFTY filling up my Mustang. When I started driving (just over 3 years ago), it cost me $27 to fill it up.

Someone get me a bike. That way I can cancel my gym membership, save the environment, and not pay almost $50 to fill up my car. I'll be Wonder Woman.

Two Lefts Don't Make A Right...But Three Do

I went to Publix after class and instead of going home the way that I know, I decided to be a smarty pants and take a short cut. That "short cut" ended up costing me about 15 precious minutes (I have a lot of crap to do) and it just took me in a big circle. So the moral of the story, boys and girls, is: go the way that you know. Being a smarty pants will only take you in a circle and make you dizzy.

And also, traffic makes me homicidal.