Boringness

I happen to be bored. And as a result I'm writing in my blog? Don't ask. I don't know either. At least it's something slightly productive to do. I did actually have an idea about what I wanted to write, but it was quick-in, quick-out. At this point in life, I'm teriffically happy, mostly because I can be, but also because, well, for a lot of reasons. I was quite productive today, don't have any homework due tomorrow, and I already did a lot of stuff. The Rexburg temple is open again (it was closed for 2 weeks for cleaning) so I'll probably go do baptisms for the dead tomorrow, something that I have not done for a while, but that I love doing. It just makes me happy. Anyway, that'll be tomorrow and not today. Suddenly I have a Hilary Duff song running through my head ("but not today, not today not today! Caussse, if it's over, let it go and come tomorrow it won't be SO YESTERDAY SO YESTERDAY....") Yeah...me and my randomness. I happen to be happy for lots of reasons. Why shouldn't I be happy? Don't answer that....there's plenty to be happy about and I don't want to be depressed (yes, I'm THAT kind of person...)
For the record, I have reinstated the word "yet" into my vocabulary yet again. (Yes, I included that again for a reason). I thought I got rid of it for a while, but really, I didn't get rid of it. I just stopped using it for a few weeks...there was no need for it in my life during those few small weeks. It's needed again. Yet. Yet yet yet. YET YeT yET yeT yEt yet yet yet yet yet. Ok, I'm a dork and I know it. Sorry. Actually, I'm really not sorry for being a dork. But I sorta feel sorry for whoever was suckered into reading this post as it is so utterly random and pointless.

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Ok. Uh, let me think of something really fast! Ok, got it. Have you ever thought about redundant phrases such as "ATM Machine," "PIN Number," or "Queso cheese? They really quite bother me, in case you were wondering (which you probably weren't, but now I have you thinking...) At work this summer (Staples...."The Office Supply Superstore..."), the computer was programmed to tell me (the cashier) to inform people when they put the wrong PIN in- with a prompt that said, "Wrong PIN number....(blah blah blah)" It really bothered me. I wanted to beat it up/ punch it everytime. No kidding and no joke. Also, I did not do either of those things. I would usually just make fun of it (and tell the customer and go off on a seemingly random rant about how dumb and redundant it was to say "PIN Number." Some people didn't even get it, but most people did...I thought it was dumb that some people didn't follow me, but whatever...) Ok. Also, the other day I said "Queso cheese." My roommate, Cassie, caught me on it. I thanked her. Probably 5,000 times. Because all of a sudden I couldn't believe that I had said something that would make me mad. So, for the sake of sounding intelligent, watch your words so you don't sound redundant! Okie dokie.....I'm bored of ranting and of writing, so I'm going to stop ______HERE.