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Music : The Rain, The Park, and Other Things - The Cowsills

Mitch of the Day:
"Imagine if you were a drummer, and you accidentally picked up two magic wands instead of sticks. There you are, keeping the beat, the next thing you know, your bass player turns into a can of soup."

It should be recognized that this update is sheerly for Ken. Because today is his birthday. So here Ken, here is a special haiku for you and then some things that remind me of you:

Umbilical cord
wrapped around your neck three times,
you turned out just fine.


"My mind's tellin me no...but my body...my body's tellin me YE-E-SSSS!"




"Has anyone ever told you you look like Harry Connick Jr.?"



steak...just how you like it. still alive.



bubs!



"And then the Supreme Court....are you still listening to me?" - everytime we talk
(and yes, I know that this is a picture of the Capitol Building)



speaks for itself.



"Good thing I put my flannels away for the summer."



late night meijer run...



a usual staple


anyway, there are many more. and if anyone ever wants to get to know you, you should just direct them here because i've pretty much described you perfectly. just kidding. anyway, i hope you enjoyed that. happy 24th birthday bubs!!

fall break continued

Music: Vultures - John Mayer

Mitch of the Day:
"If Spiderman was real, and I was a criminal, and he shot me with his web, I would say, "Dude, thanks for the hammock."

I was at the drugstore yesterday and I was poking through the greeting card aisle. I started looking through the birthday section, and there were all sorts of cards for each birthday of a kid's life, starting with "Happy 1st Birthday to Our Grandson" to "Hope your 10th Birthday Is a Special One"....and so on. Now tell me, why would a 3 year old ever need or want a card for their birthday? Or a 2 or 1 year old? It's not like they have any comprehension of what it means...they can't even read it. It seems like a waste of money. I would never buy a 1 year old a card. It's superfluous.

So it's the last day of fall break and I'm still sitting in front of my computer doing homework. Surprise, surprise. But I'm on my last task...I'm doing study q's for my grammar exam tomorrow. I finished up my Shakespeare essays earlier today (finally)...that took me a few weeks.

It's rainy today and the colors are changing. I like the way tree bark looks when it's darkly soaked and contrasts against the oranges and reds of the leaves. It's pretty. But this weather makes me perpetually tired. I just want to nap all day. Plus it's hard to stay awake when you're wearing fleece. I'm wearing a fleece pullover and am wrapped up in the fleece blanket Sayre made me a few years ago. Even though I got a beautiful 9 hours of sleep last night, I'm still tired. If I liked coffee better I would start drinking it.

The furnace people have been here all day. There's a funky smell wafting up through the vents into my room and it's making my eyes water. I used to be really scared of carbon monoxide poisoning. When I was young I saw an episode of Rescue 911 where carbon monoxide almost wiped out this whole family. That show was the shit, by the way. I promptly asked my parents to get a detector. I don't know if we still have it though. But the Rescue 911 family had a faulty furnace, which caused the carbon monoxide. So I guess it's a good thing that ours is getting replaced. The new one costs $6, 300. Unless I win the lottery, I hope I never have to buy a new furnace. I saw another episode where this girl collapsed on her school's bathroom floor during prom because she had an allergic reaction to shrimp. This is why I had not tried shrimp until recently, when I reluctantly concluded that this type of allergy is rare and since nobody in my family had it then maybe I wouldn't either. I also remember the episode where this kid got his tongue stuck to the freezer, and the toddler he was babysitting managed to call 911. And then there was the one where these two teenage girls were scaling the wall of their hotel balcony and one of them fell. Rescue 911 was totally our family's show. We watched it all the time.

My checking account is the lowest it has ever been. Let's hope I can sub on Thursday and Friday. It's nice that I only have class tomorrow and then I have another 4 day weekend. I love my schedule. Things will calm down exam-wise after tomorrow, and then I'll probably spend some time working on grad school stuff this weekend. Beh...I guess I should stop procrastinating and go study.

fall break

Music: Belief - John Mayer

Mitch of the Day:
"I was at a bar, and this guy bumped into me, and he did not apologize, and he said, "Move!" I thought that was rude, so I said, "Go to hell!" Then I started to run. He caught up to me. He had a mustache, a goatee, a pair of earrings, sunglasses, a ponytail and he was wearing a hat. He said, "Hey, you got a lot of nerve!" I said, "Hey, you got a lot of... cranium accessories!""

I decided to return to my color roots...pink. My livejournal that I had for two and half years was in pink and I think it's time to bring it back. I'm still trying to figure out how to edit my links section. But I like the new layout.

It's fall break. I haven't done much in regards to my studies. Well I did all my psych reading for this week and for the week when I slacked off. But I still have to finish my Caesar essay, write another Shakespeare essay, then do all my study questions for grammar and study for the midterm. Yay. I bought the new John Mayer cd and it's very very good. Really good. Much better than the last album. Sometimes I think John Mayer looks like a troll and sometimes I think he's a hottie-hot. Lately it's been the latter. I also bought a Marc Broussard album that's also really good. He's not really a hottie-hot.

I'm in the process of applying to both MSU and EMU for social work school. EMU was a last minute decision as a back up, because I really don't want to go there. I'm not applying to UM...I already know that I need a change of scenery and I'm pretty much done and moved on from my undergrad experiences there. Plus I think that if I applied there and got in, I would be tempted to go there because it's the #1 social work school in the nation. I don't want to meddle with that kind of decision so I figure it's safer to just not apply and move on with my life. I'm anxious to move on very very soon. I'm already kind of checked out of undergrad even though I'm still there. 9 more weeks until graduation.

Didn't really do that much today...I did psych hw most of the day, worked out, played guitar, etc. I keep losing weight. I can pull most of my pants off without unbuttoning them. It's actually getting sort of annoying because now I don't really have any pants that fit me well and I don't have the money to go buy new ones...especially when I just bought new ones a few months ago that I've already outgrown..or in-grown...or some word that means the pants are too big for me now but they once weren't. There was definitely a time when if I heard someone say what I just said I would like to punch them in the face and sarcastically announce, "Well I wish I had your problem"...but yeah. Those days are thankfully over. I've had my fair share of being the biggest person in my friends group. Or at least feeling like the biggest person. I basically spent all of college feeling that way. It kind of sucks that now that I feel better about my outward appearance, I don't really go out because I don't live on campus and a lot of my friends graduated. I still go out, just not that much.

Last night I dreamed that someone stole my gym shoes and I was so upset I cried. Someone had stolen them out of my gym locker, and my 7th grade gym teacher didn't believe me and berated me. And then my dream switched to me volunteering at a fabric store as their email-reply person. I answered all the email they got. There were a bunch of passwords I had to remember and my boss lady thought I was an idiot. I felt like an idiot too because how did I know what to say in any of the replies? I didn't actually work there so I didn't know anything about anything. I think I dreamt this because sometimes I think about how I would never survive working in a fabric store because I hate cutting and measuring things i.e. fabric and wrapping paper.

Have you ever wondered things like if a set of twins married a set of twins, would each other's kids look alike? Or how talented people in the olden days were but they didn't know it because they weren't exposed to certain resources or stimuli? Like there were probably a lot of amazing singers, guitar players, actors, etc. in the 1600s but they didn't know they were talented because they were never handed a guitar or something? I suppose it goes the same for people today. How many people are actually really good at something they have never tried. Maybe I have natural talent as a boxer or bagpipe player or something but I would never know because I haven't tried it. These are the things I think about when I sit in grammar class.

procrastination continued

Music: Drifting - Harry Connick Jr.

Mitch of the Day:
"I was going to stay overnight at my friend's house - he said, "you'll have to sleep on the floor." Damn gravity! You don't know how bad I wanted to sleep on the wall."

The sole purpose for me writing right now is because I can't take much more studying. I haven't even been studying for that long. I started at 2:30 and have been going on and off since then. About 8 hours, but I think I took more breaks than I did study-periods. I can't wait to graduate. It makes it all the more frustrating knowing that I'm not going to need to know any of this after I graduate. None of it. But I still have to do a crapload of work to pass. In rebellion, I think I might actually throw away all of the lecture notes after I take the exam. I won't need them again since nothing is cumulative. Maybe. And anyway, even the practice quizzes in this class are ridiculous. Ridiculously hard and confusing and misleading. The exam will probably be worse. I think it's a good idea to have a very in-depth exam because it does assess how well you learned the material; however, in this case, I do not think the teaching in the lecture has sufficiently equipped us to be able to do super well on the exam. The material is dense and difficult to interpret when studying. The lecture slides go way too fast during class. The lectures just don't adequately prepare us. Or maybe it's just that they don't prepare me, because I'm really ADD when it comes to studying anyway. I'll be glad when it's over so I can concentrate on much more important things. The only way that this exam is important is that I need to at least pass it so I can pass the class and graduate. Other than that, it's about as important to me as Madonna adopting an African child to fight against the AIDS epidemic.



besides. pretending you're jesus and crucifying yourself doesn't make you an international sensation. it makes you an international bitch. she recently planned on crucifying herself at a concert two miles from vatican city. what an insolent egomaniac nut case. don't even get me started on how much madonna sucks.

oops

Music: In the Still of the Night - Jane Monheit

Mitch of the Day:
"I had a bag of Fritos, they were Texas grilled Fritos. These Fritos had grill marks on them. They remind me of summer, when we used to fire up the barbeque and throw down some Fritos. I can still see my dad with the apron on. Better flip that Frito, dad, you know how I like it."

So I forgot that our dryer broke this week. It didn't really break, but the timer just doesn't stop, so it keeps going until you open the door. So of course not remembering this, I put in a load to dry last night at like 11:30 and then promptly went to bed. I woke up at 10 this morning and suddenly remembered. And when I got down there, sure enough, my stuff was still tumbling around. My load was drying for over 10 hours. Ooops. At least it was just like sheets and t-shirts and nothing important. I emptied the lint trap and all this lint was like crushed to a powder and spilled out everywhere. Do not leave your dryer unattended.

Another oops happened yesterday. I went to the UM/MSU football game, which I was really excited about because it's pretty much the only reason why I spent 170$ on season tickets anyway, since I've never been to a game where we played against any real rivals. So my sister and I are walking around, having a jolly old time, but by the time we made it to this house we were gonna visit by the stadium, I reached around in my back pocket and my ticket was gone. I had stuck my student ID and my ticket in my back pocket, and it's partly my fault because I knew my ticket was sort of sticking out of my pocket but I hoped my t-shirt would cover it. I guess I just didn't feel like folding it or something. Somebody had stolen my ticket right out of my back pocket. Bastard asshole! I was really upset. I was holding back the tears. We went to the police though and he believed my story (by then the tears had come) and wrote me a stolen ticket slip that would get me into the game. It was a horrible 20 minutes where I thought I would miss the game. It sucked to be down there all ready for the game and tailgating and stuff and realize that some asshole douche bag with no heart stole your paid-for ticket right out of your back pocket, and that you'd have to go home. But thankfully we got everything figured out and I still got to go to the game. So do not leave your pockets and your tickets unattended. Only you already knew that. So did I, but I just thought the human race wouldn't ever stoop that low. And I was very wrong.

there is no chocolate here

Music: I'll String Along With You - Diana Krall

Mitch of the Day:
"I think Bigfoot is blurry, that's the problem. It's not the photographer's fault. Bigfoot is blurry. And that's extra scary to me, because there's a large, out-of-focus monster roaming the countryside. Run. He's fuzzy. Get outta here!"

Soooo I'm still sick. Sort of. I have an odd lump in my throat and I still cough. The lump occurs in the morning, and lets up a little throughout the day. The coughing occurs at night. It's been like over 2 weeks. Bleh. And with my luck with how things go, by the time I make a doctor's appointment and drive out there, I'll probably be perfectly fine.

I have decided to budget. I got a VISA bill for $700 dollars. Not good. A lot of it was textbooks but still. I can afford to pay it, but I would rather not have to. I'm going to take all the sub jobs I get for the next few weeks so I get some income, and I'm trying to live on $200 a month. If I don't go shopping and I don't go out that much and eat at home, then I have 200$ to spend on gas and the times that I do go out. I think I can do it. I'm starting to write down all the things I spend $ on.

I hate one of my English classes, which will remain nameless, since, well just because. Hate it. Hate it. Piece of stupid shit good for nothing English class. Which makes two of the three days I have class hell because the professor is senile and can't explain anything. Sigh. 11 weeks until graduation...


Oh here's a pic of my haircut (which I got a month ago but since I just updated my facebook picture and have gotten a lot of compliments on it I decided to post it). I didn't like it at first because the girl styled it weirdly, but now when I do it myself it looks good.