Lucky Color Green

I seriously have nothing to write about. Nothing remotely interesting has happened in my life. How sad is that? I mean usually I have ideas spilling out of my ears and oozing out of every pore (very much like Ebola) but nothing, it's like a giant ass vacuum came and sucked every imaginative dust bunny from my brain.

Very sad.

So instead of writing up a hilarious and witty repertoire* (no I don't know what it means, but it sounds classy) I have come up with another hilarious (and immature) way to induce laughter as was taught to me by my drunk aunt many years ago at a Chinese restaurant.






Yes, I know horribly immature and probably funnier when drunk (or surrounded by drunks in my case), but these are real fortunes that me and my parents got today at PF Changs.


And I'm stealing this from Glamour Magazine:

"I believe in MapQuest, Google Maps, and GPS. Sometimes I get so lost I use all three!"

*rep-er-toire (noun): 1 a: a list or supply of dramas, operas, pieces, or parts that a company or person is prepared to perform b: a supply of skills, devices, or expedients c: a list or supply of capabilities

So it really didn't make sense in the way I used it, but doesn't the sentance just sound brilliant?