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why is easter so underrated? in a poll of favorite holidays, easter was listed as #7, beating only st. patrick's day, valentines day, and labor day. i get why the bottom three suck: no one who isn't a college student or an alcoholic gives two shits about st.patty's day; all single people hate valentine's day, and the only people who like labor day are married women who use it as an excuse to get their lazy husbands to paint the shutters. but why is easter so low on this list? after much consideration, i have decided that easter is my favorite holiday. (not including my birthday... because what's better than a day when everyone realizes how special and important i actually am?) here's why i think easter is so great:

1. candy.

but wait, cries a naysayer, what about halloween?! yes, there's candy on halloween, but there's also those slutty girls who don't get the concept of a halloween costume. wearing lingerie and bunny ears does not make you a bunny. wearing lingerie and mickey mouse ears does not make you mickey mouse. you know what it does make you? A SKANK. if you want to dress that slutty, just be honest and say that you are dressing as a ho or a prostitute. we all know that's what you really are anyway.

the only person you're fooling with those ears is yourself, hunny.

last time i checked bumblebees don't wear platform heels or fishnets.

2. nobody even pretends easter is really about jesus.

everyone knows that christmas is really about cookies, presents, and decorations. but there are still some people that refuse to accept that. they put up their little nativity scenes and force their children to go to church because "christmas is abo

ut jesus, damnit!" while christians may still be refusing to let go of their grasp on christmas, they've completely given up on easter. no one puts up "resurrection scenes." some people still go to church, but they are a select minority. in my experience, i've been able to make it through 99% of easters without even giving a single thought to jesus - and it's AWESOME. on easter we can relish in our ridiculousness - a bunny that brings eggs! (and bunnies don't even LAY eggs!) on christmas, people fight the secularity and capitalistic overtake

of the holiday, but on easter, we accept it. we give up the fight and instead turn our focus on cadbury eggs - coconut AND peanut butter.

jesus sad :( don't worry, forgiveness is his thing.

3. PEEPS. (they get their own category because they are not merely "candy" - they are little pieces of heaven.)

does this one really need an explanation?

as you can see, easter has all the great stuff about other holidays (food, friends, candy), without all the excess crap (jesus, sluts, etc.). to sum up: EASTER IS THE BEST. respect it, nukka!

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IT'S RAINING SO FREAKING MUCH!!! :-O i love the way rain sounds. for some reason it is so much better in the country than in the city. oh i know why - because EVERYTHING is better in the country than the city.

wheeeeeee less than two months til my family goes to lovely punta cana! can't wait! until then i guess i'm just siiiinggging in the raiiinnn...

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why am i so obsessed with american idol this season?

and, more importantly, WHY WAS PIA VOTED OFF LAST WEEK?!?! she was probably the best, even though i didn't want her to win. i'm voting for scotty!

and WHEN are they gonna get rid of this thing (a.k.a. casey abrams):

yeah, he's talented, in comparison with a middle schooler. i just don't like him. mind you, the judges wasted their ONE save of the season on him. america, i put up with your ridiculous tuition hikes and laws regarding public urination without (much) complaint. but i can no longer stand idly by when a creep-o with red pubes glued to his face has a better shot at fame than this little gem:

RIP pia. (she might not be dead, but her career sure is!)

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it's ginkgo tree season, which means two things:

1. your car will be covered in these stupid little white flower things. after a few weeks of trying to brush them off your car, you give up because three seconds after you brush them off, your car is covered again. so you surrender and instead drive around looking like some sort of fairy who decorated their car with flowers.

2. your street, which happens to be lined with these stupid trees, will smell like diapers and semen.

according to the internet (are there any other sources of information nowadays?), the horrible smell produced by these trees comes from the over-ripe-ness of the "female fruit." and we all thought sexism was dead.

so why plant ten of them on every block? one reason is that they are actually kind of pretty, if you have a stuffy nose or are lacking a sense of smell completely. and they're hardy, meaning that whatever city department is in charge of tree-lining streets can save money by only working once every fifty years. apparently, four ginkgo trees survived the bombing at hiroshima and are still standing today. another fun fact: this certain species of tree has existed since dinosaurs roamed the earth, and many contain prehistoric fossils.

okay, so maybe that aren't all that bad, if your into beauty and nature and preserving history.

but do you know what i'm into? MY STREET NOT SMELLING LIKE CURDLED MILK!!!

supposedly we only have to put up with this til july, when the female trees stop being bitches and smell nice again. until then... beware...

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clearly, this little guy knows how to enjoy the simpler things in life.

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whenever i begin to drift, when things feel fuzzy around the edges, and i lose sight of who i am, only two things bring me back - and they never fail.

1. bruce

last night i was homesick so i listened to bruce's nebraska album. something about that music cradles me and makes me feel safe and warm and comfortable. just like when i was little and my daddy played bruce.

2. writing

some people write to tell the world something, but for me writing has always been a solo trip inward. twenty minutes with a pen and pad and my emotions untangle, my mind relaxes, and i am completely renewed.

it amazes me that no matter how old i get, or where i am, or how long i've been lost, these two things always work. some things never change! thank GOD :)

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how do i get more followers? do i even want more (or any) followers? is a blog still a blog if no one reads it? i'm feeling very existential tonight... can you tell?