Coincidentally this also happened to be the same day I found out Rite Aid had chocolat bars on sale and thus I decided to buy one of every type I’ve never had before.

Really, how did I make it through being an American kid in the 90s without ever having a Whatchamacallit? Something was wrong with me. I’m pretty sure I was just eating too many Reese’s to care.

For the record, the cashier at Rite Aid totally judged me for buying all this chocolate at once. I only ate a bite or so of each¹, okay! It’s not like I ate all seven last night. Granted, one of the only reasons I didn’t eat all seven last night is because I no longer have the iron stomach of a 10 year old and would probably hurl. >_>

I just fucking like Kit-Kats, okay.

Heath: How the hell have I never had a Heath bar before, but I’ve had Heath bar ice cream? Something is wrong with this picture. ANYWHO. NOM. The only annoying thing about toffee is the part where it gets stuck in your teeth. (6/10)

Skor: So I just discovered that Skor bars are basically the same thing as a Heath bar only slightly more delicious. THE MORE YOU KNOW. (7/10)

5th Avenue: Oh my god, it’s like a crunchy Reese’s cup in a bar. It’s like a Butterfinger with a better peanut butter to chocolate ratio. And with actual chocolate rather than a chocolate-like mystery substance. And it actually tastes pretty good. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE? (8/10)

Whatchamacallit: Anything with chocolate and peanut butter is already amazing by default, but then you go and add rice crispies and caramel and it’s basically a party in your mouth. (6/10)

Snickers Peanut Butter Squared: These are apparently a thing that exists in the world. It’s exactly like a Snickers only better because it has peanut butter. (7/10)

Hershey’s Air Delight: To get this bar you basically have to pay Hershey’s to give you a bar half the size of a normal bar, replace even more of that chocolate with air, and then charge you more money for it. It’s all around a bad deal, especially the part where it tastes awful² and chalky. (3/10)

And then I proceeded to spend the rest of the night flying high as a damn kite on a sugar rush.

What candies/chocolates did you love growing up? What are your favorite cheap chocolate/sweet things available in your country?

1. Except the Kit-Kat because I fucking already know what Kit-Kats taste like at this point in my life.
2. As a sidenote, I saw someone misspell ‘awful’ as ‘offal’ yesterday. It made me want to put my face through a wall.

Due to a lack of a winter coat and like. warm clothing of any sort beyond a pair of cotton rainbow gloves, I have not played in the snow. Instead I’ve been staring at it wistfully through my window, praying my power doesn’t go out (again!), and trying to devise a good hot chocolate recipe that doesn’t require me to go get random funny ingredients I don’t keep in my house. (Let me know if you have a good recipe that’s simple. >.> I’m still working on mine!)

The part where the snow is impeding some of my job hunt is probably more important than preventing me from seeing Harry Potter, but it does not feel like it.

My priorities are obviously awesome.

I feel like I should sleep to prepare for the amount of yams I plan on consuming tomorrow, but my terrible sleeping habits persist. I fully expect to fall asleep somewhere around 6:30 AM. I’m just not going to lie to myself. I can always take advantage of the holiday and take a tryptophan-induced nap tomorrow, right?

Again, my priorities. Don’t worry, I’ll judge myself for you.

I’m working on getting back into the Twitter swing as well (I tweeted several times today! I’m getting there!), with my return to my online communities, but I’ve definitely gotten back into regularly posting to Tumblr more easily thanks to the glorious the queue feature¹. Formerly I just posted random things. Some hilarious, some adorable, some gorgeous–but now and for the foreseeable future, I’m largely using my Tumblr to showcase photos I find that remind me how beautiful the world is.

I admit, I do have a soft spot for hilarious Tumblrs such as lesbianswholooklikejustinbieber², garfiendminusgarfield, and reasoningwithvampires. However, I also really love ones that post beautiful photos or found pictures. For example, I really enjoy both iloveoldmagazines and robot-heart, among others.

Do you have a Tumblr account? What do you primarily post? And do you have any favorite ones that I should definitely follow?

You can find me at donnasaurus (formerly pumpkincarriage) on Tumblr or @nerdfighter on Twitter.

1. Which also prevents me from spamming my Tumblr too hard when I’m on a binge of staring at awesome photos!
2. This Tumblr makes me thankful that, thanks to how crazy-curly my hair is, even if I did cut my hair really short, I still couldn’t end up on this site!

However, thankfully, the particular issue that has forced me to utter this haunting phrase, is just that I can hit my snooze button for hours.

My mom and I used to mock my dad because his alarm will start going off at 5AM and he would still be laying in bed at 9AM! Worst part: He doesn’t even hit the snooze. He will just let his alarm clock go off for four goddamn hours.

I UNDERSTAND NOW, DAD. I apologize.

At the beginning of this quarter, I was waking up around 7AM every day, no problems, and getting extra work done in the morning. I thought not having class until 11AM (although that means I have to catch my bus at 9:45AM because I live so far from school) meant I’d have more time to be productive in the morning!

Yeah, no. I apparently don’t know myself at all. Alarm starts going off at 7AM. I set three separate alarms¹ on my phone and it generally goes off every 3-5 minutes. By the time 9AM, I’ve probably hit snooze about 30-40 times. Perhaps choosing the Firefly theme song, “Piazza, New York Catcher” by Belle & Sebastian, and “Willkommen” from Cabaret as my alarm clock tones wasn’t the wisest idea I’ve ever had.

So I just purchased the world’s most annoying alarm clock, except I purchased it from Amazon despite my love for ThinkGeek. Saving $15USD, plus free shipping demolishes all brand loyalty.

Am I the only one who cannot force themselves to get up? Also, for those of you who can’t get your asses out of bed, are you also severe procrastinators like I am? I think there’s a correlation there. ;)

1. Mostly because I can do that weird iPhone swipey motion in my sleep and turn off my alarm entirely without actually opening my eyes. *facepalm*

Yesterday I went to the mall with my friend, Kari, to have conveyor belt sushi (at a restaurant next to the mall) and go to a movie. I’d never had sushi before and I loved it. :D I’m excited to go again!

After we left the sushi restaurant and actually entered the mall, we still had a couple hours to kill before our movie started so we headed for the Apple Store so I could check out the new 27″ iMac¹.

On our way, a crazy kiosk man comes at us from the side, shoves dixie cups containing a mysterious melon-colored liquid into our hands, and commands us to drink. He kept promising there wasn’t tequila in it².

And you know what we did?

WE DRANK IT. Our only excuse was that we were frightened of the crazy kiosk man who kept talking about tequila and how he bites his nails. He also demanded we come over to his kiosk (no idea which one it was!) and let him perform an unnamed “procedure” which would only take 50 seconds. At this point, I inch around and hide behind Kari. We decline his offer about 8 times and declare we have a movie to catch and then make a break for it.

The fact that the movie didn’t start for over two hours? Minor detail.

The first thing we both do, as soon as we reach our Apple Store refuge, is pull out our phones and tweet that shit so fast. You know you’re a little addicted when… </nerds>

We’ve decided that side of the mall is dead to us now. We can never return.

Then we saw Cirque du Freak which wasn’t as bad as I was expecting! Despite its flaws, I actually enjoyed it–it was funny. However, I have never seen a movie filled with so many damn creepers in it. And everybody just went along with the creepers, without mentioning the fact that they were clearly the creepiest creepers who ever creeped!

And on the way home, Kari and I were convinced the bus driver was going to kill us all. The PA system crackled and in a super-creepy and wheezy voice, informed us that the bus was past Tukwila Boulevard or something. Then he kept randomly stopping the bus on the side of the road for a few moments in random, completely dark areas and we kept having these “Oh my God, where the hell are we? Are we going to die?!!” moments every time it happened. I kept seeing a stereotypical horror movie play out in my head. The driver would slowly get up from his seat and turn to face the passengers. Perhaps a large scar would grace his face. And then we’d all effing die and that would be the beginning of the horror film. We’d be dead before the title even showed.

He also blew right past a group of teenage girls standing at the bus stop despite the fact that bus is the only bus that stops at that stop. It may have been the luckiest thing that ever happened to him because I’m surprised I made it out of there alive.

1. I’m trying to decide between a brand new 27″ iMac (the one with the 2.8GHz i7 processor) and a refurbished MacBook Pro (17″, antiglare, 3.06GHz Core 2 Duo) and wasn’t sure if a 27″ screen is too huge for the space I have. Another post is in the works about this.
2. Klaus (aka Ambs) says: ………….. if someone’s like “THERE IS NO TEQUILA,” that means there is rum.