Why, aren't you just the bee's knees!

I haven't blogged in a while, have I? I remember stating sometime back that the purpose of my blog was to engrave my memories and have something to look back on. Now, I only wish I had something to look back on at the moment. What I mean to say is, life is about as riveting as Simpson Cafeteria food. And if you've ever had the distinct pleasure of consuming said food, you'd realize my life is as bland as Miley Cyrus. Unless you really want to know about the timescale-worthy events of my nowadays? Let's see, there are so many things from which to choose. The fact that I haven't slept in a day? That vanilla cream soda is to blame? That I came out into the kitchen at ~three in the morning to hear one of the many people living in my house right now (Eric-a, to be exact) listening to Christmas carols? At THREE IN THE HELL HAS FROZEN OVER MORNING? Or my new-found need to interject "woooo~" into random sentences and afterwards ask, "Did you like how I put that woo there?"? That I'm so angry with the casting directors of The Last Airbender NOT for employing a majorly non-ethnic cast (I mean, I have my issues with that) but with casting Dev Patel as Zuko, Zuko! who is supposed to be the one majorly cute character in the Avatarverse, and let me tell you, Dev Patel is NOTNOTNOT cute? Yes, my life is a swirling vortex of interesting.

Instead, I've chosen to delight you with tidbits and facts you may or may not know about yours truly. I took a similar questionnaire on Facebook (25 things) a while back, but maybe something on this post will surprise you. Probably not, but I'll try and include things that I did not insert into my survey. So, huzzah.

1. As an ode to this title, Courtney seeks out any opportunity to use the term 'bee's knees'. Such as: "Isn't that Rocky doll just the bee's knees?" Basic translation: awesome.
2. The 4 B's. Love 'em and and learn 'em: Bread, Broccoli, Beans and Banana Peppers. Aka, favorite foods (not dishes or types, but individual foods).
3. My seven favorite movies (in order): Beauty and the Beast, Porco Rosso, Meet Me in St. Louis, Singin' in the Rain, The Sound of Music, Gigi and Young at Heart.
4. If #3 didn't tip you off, I love old movies. Movies circa the '50s are my favorites.
5. Ways into my heart: loving Kingdom Hearts/Wicked/Bread/DISNEY!!!/Disneyland, being a redhead*, going along with my gimmicks and a plethora of other absurd and embarrassing opportunities to be loved.
6. *If you are a redhead, you are subject to a judgement period. Only other redheads understand. Becca, for example, went under my judgement (and I'm sure I underwent hers) the moment I saw her and her hair. You see, for a solo redhead in the group, the appearance of another redhead evokes one of two emotions: 1) hostility, or 2) cunning. Redheads band together to create tight-knit sisterhoods of nefarity and sistership. Or they hate each others' guts. Redheads run hot and cold, no in between. So if you are ever to witness two redheads cross semi-permanent paths like Becca and I did, watch closely. Redheads are not like other people. They are threatened by each other, for they know the contained power hidden in within. When I saw Becca I felt change and, yes, possibly trouble brewing. Lucky for me she turned out to be the partner-in-crime/occasional opponent of the century. But, like I said, it's a redhead thing. So be on the watch.
7. I like being a redhead.
8. I love lotion!
9. I hate milk. And peanut butter. And jelly. These are common and well-loved American foods. I, however, hate, loathe and abominate them.
10. AI LAIKE TOO buff flaors, nawt brake jezusz and nevar tawk 2 u that wai agen.
11. Bread is like gold to me; it's my currency.
12. It's a Christmas sing-along special all-day-every-day in Courtney. I love Christmas carols~
13. I'm bored of this and by now you should know well enough to know that I'm
14. Eccentric
15. and the bee's knees!

Um. Toodle Pip.