Animals of the Library...

      It seems the Hattiesburg Zoo and the library have gotten mixed up tonight. Actually, it doesn't seem like it. I am positive this has happened. To my left we have the dressed in boots with the fur hyenas, and yes, they are exactly as obnoxious Lion King depicts them. Ahead on the right is the parakeet exhibit, just squawking away for all the 4th floor to hear. With every zoo comes a zookeeper. Well, that's me. Once upon 20 minutes ago, I ventured into the hyena pit and calmly (my version of calm is everyone else's version of real angry) asked them to be quiet. Once upon 5 minutes ago, I asked the parakeets to shut up or leave. And now, we have a quiet library. Your welcome, residents of the 4th floor.
     Thanksgiving break. It consisted of my family (by family I mostly mean the families I created in the sims), my awful puppy, and some new books. I traveled back in time a bit to the 6th grade, when I preferred to play sims over interacting with real people. I enjoyed it. It's always nice to know that you have fake computer friends and families to live vicariously through.
     Oh, the animal that is living in our house. What a nightmare. She does whatever she wants, and there is nothing we can do about it. Except love her. Which we do exceptionally well.
     Now these books I got over thanksgiving break are fabulous. You'll Never Blue Ball in this Town Again, by Heather McDonald is just wonderfully cynical and hilarious. My favorite qualities. I have always felt that Heather deserves more credit than my dear friend Chelsea Handler gives her, and this book gives her plenty. However, this guilty pleasure read was just a teaser for the real deal book of my break.....

Kardashian Konfidential. 

Incredible. And I about cried when I saw it was a coffee table-esque book. I'm a sucker for a good coffee table book. Just when I think I couldn't want to be a part of this family anymore, they put out a book. I don't care if they are famous for just being famous, whatever they do, the Kardashians are good at it. If you can pull out your own baby, you pretty much have a free pass in life. Kardashian Konfidential has taken my obsession to a whole new level. And I love it. So mom, go adopt a kid between the ages of your other daughter and I so we can attempt to be the next Kardashians. 

     November 25th was Thanksgiving (just in case you didn't know).  The day when we are all so thankful for those greedy brits stealing the us of a from the indians. Sounds like a monumental event to celebrate. And we did. I had a very large accomplishment at thanksgiving this year: moving up from the kids table. That's right. I officially earned my right to sit at the big table. How did I earn it?  I turned 19. I always looked forward to the day I would no longer be a resident of the kids table. However, I have been tricked my entire life. I always thought the rule was if you were 14 you could move up. Then I turned 14, and still had a plate at the kids table. Then it was 16. Then I was 16, stuffing my face at, yes, the kids table. Then the rule was college. So I went to college, came home for thanksgiving, and yet again found my plate at the kids table. Then I became smart enough to realize that they were running out of kids to put at the kids table and they didn't want to get rid of the tradition. And it makes them feel younger. So family, I'm glad you could hold onto your youth while I was suffering away at the kids table. 

Some highlights of Thanksgiving dinner/lunch include:

- Anna Grace playing the trumpet. 

- Sharing stories of our memories at the kids table

- Anna Grace informing grandmother that she needs to invest in life alert

- Family wide facebook stalking

- My clever noticing that the saints vs. cowboys game was more importantly a match-up against Kim K's ex- lovers. 

     Speaking of TV, say hello to my new career. I gave up on bringing peace to the former Soviet Union, and officially became a broadcast journalism major today. So far, my future is looking bright. I'm now one step closer to becoming Chelsea Handler's bff. Or meeting the Kardashians. Either is completely possible. My inspiration for this life change came from one of the dumbest movies I have ever seen, Morning Glory. However, if you ask Stephanie Lee how she feels about this movie she will tell you it was hilarious. Then she should proceed to laugh the way she did in the movie. Then no one would talk to her. Anyways, this movie is about a girl who is a producer or something. And then I was inspired. I love TV. Probably more than anyone in the world. And I love fake stuff, which is TV. So, E! network, get ready. I'll see you in a few years. In the meantime, tell my friends Chelsea and the Kardashians that I say hello. Now I've got to go tame the library. The animals are getting rowdy.