Do You Want to Run Away Together? (aka 2010 in Blog Titles)

I like a lot of things. Pandas. My deodorant collection. Applying make-up. Hard liquor. Roadtrips. Statistics. Today is about statistics. I could sit for hours and put together facts that A) no one cares about, B) someone else has already spent their life putting together but I want to do it myself, or C) I will not even care about by the time I finish. Tonight's endeavor is a combo of A and C, but I've wanted to do it forever!

I have come up with a compilation of what 2010 looked like in blog titles. Useless? Absolutely. Took over an hour? For sure. Made me feel like I accomplished something? Thank goodness. Seven hours of Community is not enough of an accomplishment for the day.

So, here are some of my findings, favourites and funnies. Of my 157 blogs in 2010:

• 45.8% were song lyrics, nearly half of which were Taylor Swift and Lifehouse.
• 10% were just Taylor Swift. Wow. It probably doesn't help that 90% of time spent blogging involves her singing to me.
• Only 34% are my own words.
• More than 10% are songs I would never admit to having heard, ever, in my lifetime.
• Four were countdowns to major events.
• One quoted a webcomic.
• There were appearances from such movies as Sweet Home Alabama, Moulin Rouge and My Best Friend's Wedding.
• Longest running series: Colour Series (see April 2010).
• Favourite series ever: The Drowning Series (see May 2010).
• Favourite original title: "Sit Down, Take a Load Off and Make a Sandwich with Me".
• Favourite heretical title: "Doom is Imminent" (complete, of course, with a picture of the four horsemen of the apocalypse to depict life in Toronto).

Did I happen to mention how much I love statistics?

Other things I love:

• Lists.
• Gifts. I somehow had this idea for the longest time that it was not ladylike, proper or Christian to like gifts, but I adore them. Seriously.
• Hugs. The really good kind.
• Taylor Swift, and how she understands me even when no one else does.
• Hello Kitty pajamas.
• Eye contact.
• Debating theology.
• Audrey Hepburn. I have been missing out on her too long.
• Sunrises, and everything that goes with them. This includes, but is not limited to: coffee, danishes, blankets, that perfect moment, a hand to hold...and potentially a "distraction" that makes me miss the sunrise entirely (because it is so elusive) but is worth it in every way.
• Infomercials.

I should not blog at 2am. Lesson learned.

You've Got to Promise Not to Stop when I Say When

I have had much to think about lately, in case my most recent blogs have not alerted you to that endearing fact. Ooo...biting sarcasm rules the day again. Generally, in my case at least, contemplative thought eventually leads down that road.

Today has been a most trying day. It's not enough to deal with ICBC, provincial and federal student loans for hours on end, and appointments that never end, but let's add life in general. The high point? I went to bed at 6pm.

So, thoughts. Many bouncing around.

• This is the first not as awesome day of 2011. I actually cried. Ugh. I detest crying.
• Student loans blow. I will be poor forever.
• I hate hate HATE not having a car. And to find out I may never get another one is stupid. And as if I want to go to court over this! ARGH.
• This thing, which shall remain nameless, is useless to me now. Go away.
• Taylor Swift is absolutely gorgeous.
• Legs should be naturally smooth. Life would be about 10,000x more magical, and about 1/4 as complicated.
• Student loans are the worst thing of life. It doesn't help that they rob me blind, take a billion calls an hour through one phone line, and then say ridiculously rude things for fun.
• Coffee is delicious.

Time for second sleep? Perhaps.

...Or not!

So along with thoughts go many other thoughts, and they lead to other thoughts which eventually lead you to random quotes that feel not-so-random and make me cry:

“Do not be in a hurry; depend upon it, the right Man will come at last; you will in the course of the next two or three years, meet with somebody more generally unexceptional than anyone you have yet known, who will love you as warmly as ever He did, and who will so completely attach you, that you will feel you never really loved before.”

- Jane Austen