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ain’t fa me

A couple of mornings ago, my brother-in-law Matt and I went for a jog. It was super humid out, so by the time we got back to the house I was really getting my sweat on. Matt, after catching a whiff of my stank, offered me first dibs on the shower. As any 22-year-old stanky lady would do, I told him: “Nahh.” Happy for the chance to go first, he hopped in the bathroom and cleaned hisself up real quick. When he was done, he told me it was my turn. Once again, I told him: “Nahh.” For the rest of the day, he jokingly/seriously/incredulously asked when I planned on washing up. My answer was always: “Lataa.”

The thing was, and is: I’m just not that big on showers.

I knew I had to, and eventually I did, but in general, I like to postpone showering as long as possible. Despite a brief affair with bathing in 6th grade (I thought I was cool because I started showering daily… little did I know that most people showered daily already, and my past routine — once weekly baths — wasn’t the norm), I’ve never been much of a showerer. There are the people that love it — that’ll stay in until all the hot water runs out — and then there’s me. I try to get in and out of the shower as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, since I have Jesus-feet-washing hair, it usually takes me at least seven minutes to fully shower. Fortunately, I’ve found ways to make that time pass more quickly.

This shower was aiight

Of course I do the normal showerly activities — shampooing, conditioning, peeing, shaving, teeth brushing, etc. — but I’ve also learned ways to incorporate some of my hobbies. For example:

Eating

I’ve only tried carrots, cheese, and sandwiches, but they all worked fine. I’d say any food that doesn’t require utensils would be all right. But if you’re brave, go for it!

Memorizing Poetry

Copy down a poem, slip it in a page projector, and tape it on the shower wall. Again, I’ve only done the Old English version of The Canterbury Tales, but anything would work. Here’s the first few lines of the one I memorized, in case you want to play it safe:

Whan that aprill with his shoures soote

The droghte of march hath perced to the roote,

And bathed every veyne in swich licour

Of which vertu engendred is the flour.

Hair Art

When a piece of hair falls out, slap it on the wall and start swirling it into tasteful shapes. If you don’t have long hair, try using floss! Or thread! Or someone else’s hair!

I just made showering sound so good I might take one (tomorrow)!

iNotes

Whenever I check out other people’s iPhones, I feel like I’m not taking advantage of my own. While they have pages and pages of folders and folders, I don’t have much more than the standard applications. In fact, other than regular phone functions, the feature I use most is Notes.

Right now, I have 52 notes stored in my phone. Though I might be underusing the rest of my iPhone, I’m at least glad I have a place to keep my thoughts.

#1: Kara sleep talking:

I don't know which sister had construction on their house and didn't tell me about it

#11: A great rhyme idea for a rap song:

Please don't steal this

#13: Trying to figure out giants:

Who doesn't like a good children's book?

#24: Using Usher’s “Confessions” to express my views on the RA job:

Who wants to hit tha studio?

#30: Kara sleep talking again:

I guess I wanted to remember that I found this funny at the time

#52: Just a reminder:

"Don't join"

Why you should walk a baby instead of going to college

Eff college — I’ve learned more strolling around the neighborhood with my 4-month-old niece, Heidi, than I ever did at Roger Williams. For instance, I now know that:

1. Replacing a portion of sidewalk with a tiny garden is a clever way to get yer curb some appeal.

Charming!

2. Chipmunks are adorable.

3. Squirrels are not, although their relationships with each other might be (have to think about it a bit more).

4. Leaf blowers sound too much like chainsaws.

5. With the proper documentation, some U.S. townships still allow drug dealers to make a living.

Thinking about dabbling in peddling.

6. It’s still socially acceptable to bump music in public.

7. It’s not socially acceptable to sing along with bumping music in public.

8. It’s both unnecessary and embarrassing to turn and run away from tree trimmers — they will call you out. Also, don’t try justifying what you did — they’ll make fun of you/shoot “you poor thing, stuck with that dumb trick” looks at your sleeping niece.

Even apart from those educational lessons, strolling’s given me more than college ever did. After four years at RWU, I’m still not sure what I want to do with my life. After a few days of strolling, on the other hand, I already know that I’m going to try my hand at strollers-for-tall-people-with-short-legs-and-long-torsos designing.

Find yourself. Walk babies.

P.S. If you’re still deciding between getting a degree and strolling, know this: the latter is way more lucrative. While college left me thousands of dollars in debt, walking a baby gave me two whole dollars! For free! Imagine how many more tens of dollars are on the street, waiting for you to stroll by!

Winking away the day with my free money.

2 thangs, and some subcategories

1. I chose the “Journalist v1.9” theme for this website. After reading its description (Journalist is a smart, minimal theme designed for professional journalists), I knew it was the one for me:

a. I just graduated college with a communications degree. That means I’m a JOURNALIST.

b. I just graduated college with a communications degree. That means I’m SMART.

c. I live in a trailer and my bedroom has 3-foot ceilings. That means I’m MINIMAL.

d. I have a blog. That means I’m PROFESSIONAL.

1. I went with the “Bueno” theme instead.

a. Bueno candy bars taste something real nice.

2. I did a Google search for “quotes about sophisticated ladies” to help me think of a domain name/blog title.

a. Thanks, Judy Holliday.

b. You can read the title two ways:

i. Classygallie? Oh it’s just that classy G, Allie.

ii. Classygallie? Oh, it’s just that classy gal, Allie.

c. I’m reading The Da Vinci Code right now, so I’m really into double-entendres. Call me Jacques.