Jillian Approved: Humor, News and Nonsense

Jillian Approved! will resume its regular schedule Monday, 6/30/2008.

Don’t cry, that just makes it awkward for both of us.

In the meantime, have a great weekend and happy blogging to all!

Your pal,

Jillian.

So I’m going to do something a little different today and attempt to review a book. I loved it so much, was so entertained, was so caught up in the story, I HAVE to share it with you. It is my hope that by the end of this post, you’ll be curious enough to buy it, read it, and hopefully love it as much as I do. Even if you don’t read it, at least purchase it so the author can make a few bucks and feel encouraged to write other AWESOME literature.

I don’t normally review things, so the fact I’m doing so now should definitely tell you something.

Read the rest of this Awesome review...

You guys can go ahead and congratulate me, I passed my school bus driving test. I feel as good as someone who just won a free Coke from 7-Eleven. Any day now I’ll be receiving my new [commercial] Class B license and school bus certificate in the mail. Yup, I have been officially certified as someone who can safely transport young lives to and fro. The responsibility is practically crushing.

These past two weeks have been a little rough on me though.

First of all, it’s hot as fuck. Normally, I don’t mind the heat. I can function pretty well in it. But for some reason our apartment is now doubling as a sauna, and no matter how high we turn up the A/C it just doesn’t cut it. So that sucks and it also screws up my rest. I don’t know about you guys, but I take my sleepy time very seriously. I think all lazy people do.

More complaints and inane ramblings...

Ever since I saw the episode of ER where Noah Wyle pulled a live roach from a patient’s ear, the fear of suffering the same fate has lived in the back of my mind. I’ve thought of wearing earplugs at night to prevent such an occurrence, but I never do. Instead, I clean my ears several times a day. Before I could adopt such a regiment though, I had to face the challenge of choosing the proper tools.

As a kid, I was taught to clean my ears with a Q-tip and a bit of alcohol (NOT the Jack Daniels kind). I would immerse one end of a q-tip in the sanitizing liquid, then stick it in my ear and swirl it around. This accomplished two things: 1) absolutely nothing; and 2) it pissed me off. Apparently this method only served to shift the wax slightly to the right instead of just removing it altogether. After a few failed attempts with this system, the time had come to move on.

More about my bad habit...

Hey everyone!!

I am currently out of town for the weekend. I’ll be back Sunday evening and things should resume as normal (can I even use that word in reference to myself? Hmmm…)

In the meantime check out: The Cult of Qelqoth. This site is fucking awesome and usually manages to tickle a bit more than my funny bone. Be warned though: it’s not for PUSSIES. 

See ya and happy blogging!

-Jillian