OhEmGee, I'm lyk, BACK!

Not that I was gone. But whatevs.

Maybe I would enjoy French more if they taught us practical stuff, like how to be like this guy.
But then again, that's not in french. And for some reason, everything we do has to be in french.

Maybe I would just be better off taking a course on Monty Python and other Amazing British Comedies.

How cool would that be? "What are you majoring in, Jess?" "Oh, MP and other ABC." "Wow, sounds complex and rewarding." "Fo sho." I would eventually have to teach the course. And that would be the best job ever.

"What are we going to do today, Professor?" "Oh, I was thinking we could watch Holy Grail again, only with the speed doubled so they sound like chipmunks." "Ok, cool. I'll take copious notes. And may I say, you look really good today. Very professor chic." "Fo sho." I would be the best professor ever. Hands down. Except for maybe the vast majority of the Hogwarts teachers. Except like, Quirrell and that beezy Umbridge who always wore pink. I wouldn't be as good as Dumbledore or Snape or Lupin. But I would still be pretty darn good.

So I was going to talk about how much I love drama/theater, but in searching for a good picture to go with drama, I found a LLAMA! (Alpaca, actually.) And it was SO CUTE! Which reminded me that I should inform y'all of my new life goals.
But first, ISN'T THAT LITTLE ALPACA SOOOO CUTE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?! He's just so fluffy and adorable. You just want to squeeze him and tell him he's cute and feed him hay and grass and then knit him a sweater and then make him into a sweater and oh my goodness.
His cute levels are almost too high. And I have no clue what that girl is doing, except for asking to be spit on. I mean, really. She's pretty much staring into his mouth. Which is a bad idea with animals that spit. But maybe she's too young to know that. Or maybe she likes spit. Ew.

So I want to go into agriculture of some sort. My goal would be to work with animals, with a focus on fiber animals (sheep, llamas, alpacas, yaks, etc.) As you can see, I make a stunning farmer (after an hour of intense photoshop magic. The only thing I forgot was a sheep dog. Drat.) And of course whenever I say "I want to go into agriculture!" Everyone goes "Um, double-you-tee-eff? You want to be a farmer?" And then I go on and on about the fiber industry, and eventually people start to just accept the idea and get over the fact that I'm just a city girl with no farm experience.

Well. I'm pretty much blogged out for the day. I've just been thinking about how I miss telling y'all about myself.

Sigh.