i'm lucky i remember how to tie my shoes.

so...according to myself, i have two problems that are existing right now...(and let me guess, some of you are saying "only two?"...well my poodles, that would be a long post if we were to discuss that topic.)

problem # 1: i have no concept of time.
remember in the last post when i said that i only had three weeks of crappy internet? (if you don't - scroll down, lazy.) i only have three weeks because it is three weeks until graduation...which i knew was coming, but i had no concept of how long. i knew it couldn't be that far out, but apparently everyone possessed this knowledge except me. i'll admit it...when i found out, i totally had to act like i knew too...because who wants to admit they're that girl, especially while of sound mind and body. i mean, not knowing when graduation is is acceptable when you spend your days passed out and stoned, but if that's not an everyday occurence, one should be aware of their impending college graduation i feel. don't get me wrong, i'm not discussing this in a sniffle-sniffle-it's-so sad type way (which it is, but that would be a different post.). instead, it's more of a that's-kind-of-a-concern-because-it-seems-i-have-no-concept-of-time-or-a-calendar. i just don't think that this bodes well for me when considering the post-college "experience" i seem to be embarking upon. spending two years in the basement of the house of jane instead of one because i couldn't get how quickly time passes and missed the GRE and applying for school does not seem like a great way to start my education in being a cooool librarian. definitely not.

problem # deux.): i forget things.
ever since i came back from spring break, i have been forgetting things left and right. i have forgotten where i placed my keys a record 20 times in the last four weeks. i lost my phone charger for awhile until i tripped over it. i will leave a room with the purpose of getting something from another and forget what i needed once i get there. my favorite thing, and perhaps the most suckiest is that i forget that people are talking to me. a good example of this was when my asian topics professor was talking to me last week. in the middle of her telling me about her new job, my mind blanked. for the life of me, i could not remember the last thing she said. it would be one thing if i wasn't pay attention...but i was listening intently! anyone who would look at me would have seen that i was focused, that i was paying attention. i just feel bad. i don't want people to think that i'm not listening to them. i really am a good listener...or at least try to be when not focused on myself.

this just stands the chance to make me look like a really big booger...at say, a job interview (i mean, marshall field's is no great shakes, but i don't think they'd hire me if they ask me why i want to work there and i ask them to repeat the question.) i talked to the jane and she just suggested that maybe i caught A.D.D.

nice mom. because you can so catch it like a cold.

so anywho, until you hear from me next, i'll be upping my fish intake to help me remember by eating that salmon and orzo lean cuisine more often and trying to find a way to physically adhere a calendar to my person.

it's just prettier.

so, i posted once on my myspace account, but it just wasn't satifying. even though i dinked with the colors for a good 25 minutes, it just didn't reach the standards that are synonmous with amanda or the pio (depending on how you know me and what you tend to call me...unless it's something defamatory...then i kinda don't want you reading this.)and plus my template here is prettier. so i figure since i sometimes have things to say and they're sometimes entertaining, i figure why the heck not.

the only downside is that there are no pictures...yet. i could mess with the software that helps me put pictures on here, but due to the stupid software that i must use in order to have internet at good ol' st.kate's for the next three weeks, my computer (who may or may not be named fred.) runs like an arthritic turtle stuck in molasses...and trying to put pictures up would only lead to frustration and lots of sighing. therefore, in case you need illustrations to my posts, you will have to either wait three weeks or the next sunday i go home to the ssp when i can steal not only laundry detergent and a washing machine, but time on a computer that isn't a piece of crud.

anywho, so i was making my morning toast and watching my vh1 yesterday (where i saw a howie day who had apparently learned how to use a comb...i was impressed.) when i astounding thought hit me. the only thing i eat on toast is smucker's red currant jelly. ever since i was a lil' pio. nothing else will do. but unfortunately not every grocery store carries it and that has lead me to believe that perhaps it's not smuckers' best selling brand (i don't know why...it is delicious.) which lead me to the realization that one day, they will stop making it and i will be jelly-less.

ouch. that hurts.

that's not something that can easily be replaced with seedless red raspberry. i now feel that i have to buy a jar everytime i see one in order to prepare for the inevitable.

bummer.

at least i have the comfort of potato chip cookies once a week for the next four months to get me through this rough time...ahhh, that's better.