What?

Wow.

2006-09-05T12:00:00.000-05:00

I just saw the most amazing animation piece. Follow the link to see it for yourself.

Srpska

2006-08-30T15:33:00.000-05:00

Looks kind of like I just hit the key board and let whatever ended up being hit be the title, but I did not.

That is the name of one of the entities of Bosnia and Herzegovina (the other being Bosnia and Herzegovina).

How do you even pronounce Srpska? Surpska?

I have got to find a pronunciation guide.

My Babies!

2006-07-25T14:35:00.000-05:00

Stuff and junk...again

2006-06-01T14:14:00.000-05:00

So I have found another great way to loose time. Lots of time. It is called fish tycoon and can be found on the yahoo game page. What it is that squanders time so well is a puzzle. Perhaps it is that you can over feed your fish till they die and not feel bad because they are really just little pictures on a computer screen or maybe it is that you can price them to be $5000 if you want to or possibly it is that you can make new fish by impregnating a fish by making two fish kiss. I don’t know what the reason is, really. Most likely the last one because it makes me laugh to think of a pregnant fish that got that way by kissing. Actually, that makes me think of that movie Mermaids with Cher, that guy who played Smee, and some other people whose names I cannot think of at the moment. Good movie.

By the way, congratulations to all my old high school cronies who have lately wed. I wish you all the most happiness possible. Especially Mel. Speaking of which, darling, you had better not stumble upon any landmines or anything because I would rather like seeing at least one of those four children you are going to have eventually. And have fun shopping.

NEWS FLASH!

2006-05-03T16:43:00.000-05:00

Practicals suck.

Computers suck.

Not having time to consume sustenance sucks.

Being tired sucks.

Working for four hours and then loosing your paper sucks.

Being so tired that you don't really care that practicals suck sucks.

Having to retype everything because your hands are not doing what your brain is telling them to sucks.

Having to miss a kick ass medical show because they decided to move it to a different day sucks.

That is all.
For now.

So...

2006-04-27T16:01:00.000-05:00

I have completely lost track of this blog. Or has it lost track of me? Either way, I have not really posted is a while.

I have a good excuse though. Want to read it? I have been studying. Well, part of the time, anyway. The rest of it has been spent hot gluing or painting spools or cutting out pictures of Escher's many and varied influences/works/influenced. This whole semester has been freaking crazy. Every time I turn around there is another project or paper or test or quiz or practical or something that I have to do or prepare for. If this is what next year is going to be like I may have to rethink my major. Seriously, if my life is this busy with just four classes (only two of which are science classes) and two jobs, what is it going to be like when I get into graduate work? Even freaking crazier.

Maybe I can get a job on campus, like in a lab. It would cut down on travel time.

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I had a most interesting weekend.

I spent Friday night studying at Starbucks, a place I have come to love for its cushy chairs and caffeinated beverages (not to mention its convenient hours), with a friend. It took a considerable amount of time for the information about ascending tracks to soak in, so we had to take a brake before starting anything else. We had just stopped chanting the pathways when a guy walked up and started talking to "us." I typed "us" because he talked at me and barely looked at Cindy. It was odd to an extreme. And he just kept talking. Truly, I don't understand why he would choose to lavish his attention on me; I looked like crap, was plainly not interested, and was with someone else. But it did give me something to type about.

Saturday I watched Brokeback Mountain with some friends. I think it was better in theaters. There was good conversation, though, and some killer brownies.

I got my second proposal on Sunday. While my first will forever live as the best and most romantic in the world, the second was awfully cute. I was at working in the nursery and that night there were more older kids (4-7) than younger ones. All the boys went nuts and decided that because I was the only adult in the room it would be a good idea to attack me and try to wrestle me to the floor. During one of the breaks after I thwarted their pitiful attempts to overpower me and punished them by mercilessly tickling any stomachs or feet that came in my view the following conversation took place:

Aaron--Miss Sarah, do you know who you are going to marry?

Me--You know, I have not made that decision as of yet.

Aaron--Well, don't pick me.

Me--(laughing) Ok, I won't.

Aaron-- No. Pick me.

Me-- Well Aaron, ouch!

I was cut off by the resumed attack in the form of him earnestly trying to rip some of my hair out of my head. Sweet, right?

I'm It

2006-04-21T15:30:00.000-05:00

I have been tagged by the wonderful, illustrious, majestic Rachel. The details of this specific tagging are as follows:

If tagged one must
a) post six little known facts about one's self
b) tag six other people and
c) let them know

So here goes...

Little known fact 1) There are two smells that I would label as intoxicating. One is the glorious smell of a gala apple and the other is Tony's cologne. I deeply enjoy your cologne, Tony.

Little known fact 2) My mom once cut my bangs so short that they would/could not lay down on my forehead. I wore a cloth head band for at least a month and a half.

Little known fact 3) I think all anime is better in Japanese with English subtitles.

Little known fact 4) I used to be a crazed N*Synk fan. Scarrrrry!

Little known fact 5) If there is a good song on I will always be either singing or dancing. Always. It can in no way be avoided.

Little known fact 6) I can turn my tongue upside down.

Now that that is done, all that remains is to tag a few people and inform them. The tagees are:

Lori
Brian
Tony
Katie
Cody
Angie

The End.

Way too cool to pass up

2006-04-04T19:26:00.000-05:00

Go here.

Need to waste time?

2006-02-28T15:36:00.000-06:00

Step One--Go to google
Step Two--Search for "(your name) lookes like" *be sure to use quotes*
Step Three--Look at the results till you have wasted enough time

Here are a few of my more amusing results:

Sarah looks like his best option to remain undead.

Someone said the other day Sarah looks like a poor man’s Katie Underwood, which is sad when you think about it.

Sarah looks like she's ready for long conversations or hikes in the woods or slow, languid sex on cool afternoons.

Sarah looks like she knows something, and is very satisfied with her knowledge.

Other than the miniature cat o' nine tails that hangs on her key chain, Mistress Sarah looks like one of the crowd at a state fair, her plaid shirt hanging ...

Sarah looks like she's just been standing next to a jet engine.

Sarah looks like a stripper, and Candace looks like she could kick my ass.

Now Sarah looks like the starved, sleepless daughter of the grim reaper, poor thing.

Sarah looks like kurt cobain when she wants to.

Sarah looks like she could eat a small woodland creature for a snack and use the bones for toothpicks.

Stella! Why did you leave me!?!?

2006-02-08T17:18:00.000-06:00

Yes, I am a statistic. The only question is which one.

My car is gone. My comfortable, chaoticly ordered car is gone.

So I am driving the bomber. The car that is so old it should probably get social security checks and such. He ain't a Cadillac, and he ain't a rose, but there ain't nothin wrong with the ray-ay-dio.

Um, Crap

2006-01-18T10:46:00.000-06:00

I think my car was stolen.

Seriously.

Time is precious, people

2006-01-09T18:53:00.000-06:00

I am not an impatient person most of the time. Waiting is not the bane of my existence. I do not balk at the thought of waiting an hour before a movie.

However, waiting for people who live five minutes away and say they will be right there for over an hour is annoying...extremely annoying.

Just so all yall know.

Hey there

2006-01-09T15:20:00.000-06:00

Alito's hearing starts today. I hope they are able to shoot him down.

I have read so much lately that I have thrown my sleep cycle off (I am not sure why, but I have started reading for several hours before bed (which means from about eleven to one fifty)). Slumber does not even think about coming before two and stays till about twelve thirty. This situation is going to have to change since classes start next week and I will have to be up and out of the house by seven forty five.

I went out dancing with some friends a while back and acted like quite a hussy. It was highly enjoyable. I think I will have to do that more often (the hussy part not the dancing, I do that enough as it is).

Ok, I am back

2005-12-27T18:52:00.000-06:00

Sorry it has taken sooooo long for me to post something. Life has kept me busy lately.

Break is finally here, and I must say that it has been rather a joy so far (rrrrrright). I have cleaned, wrapped, baked, fried, mixed, cut, read, walked and breathed. Eventful, yes?

Oh, hell yes. It does not sound like much but cooking, cleaning, and doing the general up-keeping duties is hard and extremely time consuming. And I still live with my parents!

I am somewhat convinced that when I get a place of my own I will die of starvation because I am too caught up in really important things like reading, sleeping, and watching TV to eat.

Christmas was fairly good this year. We had two trees and one was so covered in tinsel that it looked like a very large silver fountain. Gifts were great, family was mostly good, and food was kinda hard to come by. I think they are trying to starve me.

The wintermester class did not last long. It was simply too intense for me.

That is all for now, kiddos.

It's been a while

2005-12-13T11:26:00.000-06:00

I swear that I will post as soon as finals are over.

I SWEAR!

Update

2005-11-29T09:22:00.000-06:00

I have become a vegetarian (I did survive the holiday without any meat).

I went to a party and had fun (Happy Birthday once again, Angie dear!).

At said party I walked nose first into a glass door. I was perfectly sober. Yes, I know that is sad.

Here it is

2005-11-22T18:53:00.000-06:00

All right, I have a bit of time, so I will type to you all about my lovely trip to Atlanta. And I will do it by day (enter oooooos and ahhhhhs).

Tuesday –We were given our truly heinous dark blue jean shirts with Collin county community College on the breast and the Yemeni flag on the sleeve. Angie and I decided that for the picture we are all going to do the ‘risky business’ thing and wear the ugly shirt with tighty-whites, socks, and sunglasses. We all got cheesecake, too (woooo!) and then we left and I packed. Not exactly an eventful day, but it did serve to elevate the level of flutterbies in my stomach.

Wednesday—We all got to the school at around nine-thirty, which was an hour early, so we all sat around and did research and chatted and I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off (which is how I get when the flutterbies attack) until ten-thirty when the vans finally showed up. Angie, Jeremy, Dermott, and I had the entire second van to ourselves, which was nice indeed.

While at the airport, Jeremy and I went off in search off sustenance and found this really cool thing that I cannot even describe accurately, but I shall try. It was a big circle of differently shaded blue glass pieces that were about seven feet tall. If you get closer you can tell that there are actually circles within circles and paths running between them. On the paths were these small circles that activated noises when you got near. After we discovered that, we ran around inside of thing and made it make noises for a while. Yes, we were amused by that. After that we found the sustenance we were searching for and discussed theology. Again with the amusing-ness.

On the airplane my dear Melody got rather ill…several times (poor thing), and Angie and I sat near each other. The people around us were extremely nice, and a woman gave us both gum so we could ovoid the ear popping pain that is almost a required part of flying.

We got to Atlanta a full day or so before we needed to be there, so we had some leisure time that night, which brings me to Troy. Troy is a relatively attractive guy that hit on me outside of the restaurant we went to. We had finished eating and I saw a stand that looked interesting so I started toward it and, at about halfway, heard a deep male voice say “Hey, can I holla at you for a sec?” to which I responded “If you want, but I am going over there.” To sum it all up, he wanted to know how old I was, if I was dating anyone, and if he could have my phone number (19, perhaps, no). I would have given it to him, had I been able to understand what he was saying. He spoke a little to thuggish for my hick-accustomed ears. He was awfully cute though.

Thursday—My whole room got up at seven thirty, not because we wanted to, but because that is when we woke up. Which sucks. The rest of the day went by fast. We practiced caucusing, resolution righting, and procedure (which almost no one was good at) after which we started the actual session. Yea!

*side note* When making a motion, you do not say “I motion to” or “Yemen motions that,” ok folks? You say “I move to” or “Yemen moves to.” Even the best schools there made that mistake, and it killed me. You can’t motion, you can move. Motion is a thing, move is a verb. *end side note*

Friday—This day was a tad bit more, umm, interesting? We did the session thing and kicked ass while looking so good it was absolutely unbelievable, but the good stuff happened after that. That night there was a party on the fourth floor. Melody, Cody and I hung out in our Didi’s room for a long time and when we came down Jeremy, Angie, Carolina, Fauzia, Dermott, and David all had either already been to the party or were about to go. David told us he was a ‘tad tipsy’ and boy could you smell it on him. We had him brush his teeth before he went on his date, ‘cause it was bad. Melody and I went to our room, where Kendra was already sleeping (mild food poisoning) and talked till two in the morning. We could hear everyone in the room next to ours talking for hours, but we did not hear the fight. Apparently Angie had a bit too much and was chatting with chuck, which scared the inebriated David. They discovered that when David gets drunk and scared he gets violent. He started yelling at everyone in the room and getting in the faces of the girls, at which point the other guys stepped in to ovoid any bad situations. The long and short of it is that Jeremy got cut, David got his ass kicked, and the closet doors were broken. Didn’t I tell you it was interesting?

Saturday—Melody, Kendra and I found out about all that during lunch, which made the rest of the day so much more fun. The sessions ended at five so we all went out to dinner at the ESPN Zone. That place makes me laugh. There are sculptures that are spoofs on Assyrian art and TV’s in the bathroom stalls. The food was good, but the service sucked; it gets two stars. After walking around down town Atlanta, singing and dancing on street corners, and seeing some of the most insane people ever we went to the social for the students. All of these are just about the same; dancing, singing, old DJs. This one was a bit different, though, in that there was a bar. Angie and I walked around the halls of the hotel and sang “I will survive” for a while and danced for a while, but when I saw David ordering a tequila shot we got the heck out of there. I hung out in the girls’ room and played ‘I never’ for a bit and then went to my room to pack and watch Adult Swim. It was about midnight when there was an urgent knock on my door. It was David supporting a very drunk Kendra. He really freaked me out. Any of you who know me know I do not drink; if you want to drink, fine, but I am not going to. Because of this, I don’t go to a lot of parties with drinking so I have no experience in this area. He came in acting like she was going to die of alcohol poisoning.
And then he left me alone with her.
I was a bit on edge for a while, till I figured out that all she had to do was, and I quote, “worship the porcelain god” and sleep it off. Apparently, after he left my room, he went to go get Melody but she would not budge since Kendra is of legal drinking age and able to take care of herself. This upset the tequila drinking David and he tried to pick a fight with her (which would have not gone well for him, I guarantee). That was about it for Saturday.

Sunday—We got up, got packed, got to the airport, made it to Dallas, and finally to the school. My car had been parked at the school all weekend, so all I had to do was put my stuff in and leave. I got all of my bags, said goodbye to everyone, and headed for my car. I always put my purse on the top of my car before I get in because it is difficult to get my keys out, so I did that, unlocked my car, put my bags in the trunk, got in, switched CDs, and drove off. It was not until ten pm that I missed my phone. By this time I was so exhausted that I started crying at random things, so going to look for it that night was out of the question.

Monday—I was still exhausted, but went to school anyway. I decided to put on a new shirt to feel a little better (new clothes have that effect sometimes). So I got to the school and went in to inquire about my purse. I first approached the desk on the computer side of the room. They said they did not know if anyone turned a purse in but that I should probably remove the sticker on my shirt that said it was from Old Navy. Embarrassing much? Oh, yea, it was. The woman at the other desk did have my purse, though, and everything was still in it, which is wonderful.

Tuesday—We had a party for Cody and Angie since it is their birthday. Happy Birthday, kids!

After typing all that my wrists hurt. I think I’ll stop.

Oh, my...

2005-11-21T18:02:00.000-06:00

That was way too much fun. I cannot think clearly at the moment, so when I can remind me to tell you about Troy, the violent drunk, and just generally kicking ass and looking good doing it.

Hugs to all!

I found something fun

2005-11-08T18:00:00.000-06:00

Well, it's fun to me.

It is a site that lets you create your own nation. It is fun because you get to decide what stance the state takes on hot topics/issues and such.

I have three. The Queendom of Amberlea, The Nomadic Peoples of Cranappleberry, and The Most Serene Republic of Bloodsucking Feinds (I am aware that Feinds is spelled wrong...long story). I got bored one day.

Wooo-hooo

2005-11-07T22:37:00.000-06:00

So I am going to be gone next Wednesday.

Where you ask?

Atlanta, Georgia.

Ohh, yeah.

There's nothing wrong with Ohio...

2005-11-02T09:42:00.000-06:00

Bowling For Soup

Ohio (Come Back To Texas)

She said she needed a break

a little time to think

but then she went to Cleveland

with some guy named Leelan

that she met at the bank

There's nothing wrong with Ohio

except the snow and the rain

I really like Drew Carey

and I'd love to see the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame

So when your done doing whatever

and when your thru doing whoever

you know Denton County will be right here waiting for you....

Come back to Texas

Its just not the same since you went away

Before you lose your accent

and forget all about the Lonestar State

There's a seat for you at the rodeo

and I've got every slow dance saved

Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway

I think I made a mistake

Its not that easy to take

She went to make a deposit

then she cleaned out her closet

Guess I'll sit here and wait

For her to come back home (I'd wish you come back home)

it shouldn't take very long (so long so long)

i bet she misses the sunrise

and misses the fruit flies but i could be wrong

So when your done doing whatever

and when your thru doing whoever

you know Denton County will be right here waiting for you....

Come back to Texas

Its just not the same since you went away

I bet you missed your exit

and drove right on thru the Lone Star State

There's a seat for you at the rodeo

and I've got every slow dance saved

Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway

Troy Aikmen wants you back

Willie Nelson wants you back

NASA wants you back

and the Bush twins want you back

and Pantera wants you back

and Blue Bell wants you back

I got a premonition

I'm taking a petition

and the whole state's gonna sign

Come back to Texas

Its just not the same since you went away

Before you lose your accent

and forget all about the Lone Star State

There's a seat for you at the rodeo

and I've got every slow dance saved

Come back to Texas

Its just not the same since you went away

Before you lose your accent

and forget all about the Lone Star State

There's a seat for you at the rodeo

and I've got every slow dance saved

Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway

Things you learn from facebook

2005-11-01T11:11:00.000-06:00

1) Go to google.com

2) Type "failure" in the search (w/o the quotation marks)

3) Hit the 'I'm feeling lucky' button

4) Laugh

Band kids

2005-10-31T09:05:00.000-06:00

Band kids, you rock!

Congrats on making it to state. Kick some inferior band keister!

Insects are to an adequate energy source. You just have to eat them with a little honey.

just a test...

2005-10-25T18:43:00.000-05:00

Holey crap!!!

2005-10-24T19:47:00.000-05:00

Oh, my, it is cold outside (and inside).

My fingers are like living Popsicles.

I think getting some long johns and wearing them under my pants would not be a bad idea. Neither would be getting a jacket. Or sweaters. Or closed-toe (close-toed?) shoes.

Gotta love Texas! Only here would it be ninety one week and forty the next.

I have to go and clean the ech off of the machines, so tata my dears.

Now?

2005-10-20T11:40:00.000-05:00

Right about now is when I should be studying.

Right about now is when I am not.
That right, folks. I, Sarah TG&W, am procrastinating once again. If I keep this up, it could become my major.

What am I putting off? Hole punching, practicing my speech, and finishing my facebook thing.

I can do the hole punching right before class, ditto with the speech (I have only given it five or so times already), and facebook…well, what is the point? I truly do not get it.

So far, I have one friend (Liz) and am a member of the ‘my facebook friends are better than yours’ group. So I can post comments to Liz and communicate with people from my school. Ok.

Perhaps my trouble with grasping the concept is due to the fact that I had What? first. Blogging is so much better.

It is official, I get to go on the trip…to be continued.

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When I typed that last line it suddenly hit me that I forgot to get the check for the plane ticket, so to home I ran in order to get one. I did, so to Atlanta I shall go (in the month of November, not now).

The other day, after I got out of dance, I almost broke into someone’s car. I had to walk a little way to get to the parking lot, and my mind was on the difference between flaps and slaps and the possibility of a tap company being created, so I just sauntered up to the closest black car. The first clue that the car was not mine had to be the fact that the key would not fit in the door. I actually just stood there for a while because I couldn’t figure out why it was not working; then I looked inside. It was clean. My car is NOT clean. Luckily, there were relatively few people there to see me making a fool out of myself.

Sometimes I make myself laugh. At myself. That is always good, right?

yawn

2005-10-18T12:04:00.000-05:00

I was going to post, but I am far too lazy to complete something like that right now.

Maybe tonight.

Wicked

2005-10-10T09:48:00.000-05:00

Wicked was wicked awesome. (Sorry, but that little play on words had to happen)

Seriously, that was great; the actors were talented, the set was amazing, and the script is brilliant. I HIGHLY recommend this play/musical to any who are amused by such things (and to those who are not).

Thank you, Lori, for guiding me through the big D; without you I would have been jumped by a someone or other and arrested for driving down the wrong side of the road or something. Have I told you lately that the two of us are dead sexy?

Brian!! Thank you for putting this together. *Hug*

To the rest of you who went; I was sooo happy to see you! (Esp. Fanny, Julia, Cain, Andrew (you smelled good and danced better), Cat, Tara, Auburn, and who ever was sitting in front of me (who was that?).

Special thanks go to Malak for being my partner in the buddy system and for amusing me during intermission.

Well, I'm not on drugs any more

2005-10-05T09:25:00.000-05:00

Not antihistamines anyway. Those really mess me up (big time).

Just for the record, when I posted that Corn made me think of vampires I meant Korn.

Like I said—antihistamines are a bitch. (or bitches, whichever is more grammatically correct)

Courtesy of Brian!!

2005-09-29T17:54:00.000-05:00

A major research institute has recently announced the discovery of the heaviest element yet known to science.

The new element has been named "Governmentium." Governmentium has one neutron, 12 assistant neutrons, 75 deputy neutrons and 224 assistant deputy neutrons giving it an atomic mass of 312.

These 312 particles are held together by forces called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of particles called peons.

Since Governmentium has no electrons, it is inert. However, it can be detected, because it impedes every reaction with which it comes into contact. A minute amount of Governmentium causes one reaction to take over four days to complete, when that same reaction would normally take less than a second.

Governmentium has a nominal shelf-life of four years; it does not decay, but undergoes a reorganization in which a portion of the assistant neutrons and deputy neutrons exchange places. In fact, Governmentium's mass will actually increase over time, since each reorganization will cause more morons to become neutrons, forming isodopes.

This characteristic of moron promotion leads some scientists to believe that Governmentium is formed whenever morons reach a certain quantity in concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as "Critical Morass." When catalyzed with money, Governmentium becomes Administratium—an element which radiates just as much energy as Governmentium since it has half as many peons but twice as many morons.

Ummm....

2005-09-27T16:14:00.000-05:00

Bibble.

That is all.

Oy vey!

2005-09-22T09:41:00.000-05:00

Wooooooo—this has been an action packed week.

Monday night I completely freaked out because I had a paper due the next day. So, naturally, I pulled an almost all nighter and got up early the next morning to finish it. And it did get finished…two days in advance.

Tuesday I found out that I not only have an outstanding ticket that I forgot about, but a second ticket for not appearing in court and two warrants out for my arrest. It’s ok, though. I’m not much of a party girl or anything so those two warrants can be the “bad” things I did in college.

Also, we (meaning the General Assembly Third Committee and co.) were told that our country changed. Guess who we are now. Go on.

You will not be able to because it is too ironic. Yemen.

Wednesday only TWO people showed up for tap class. They are going to have to drop it if people don’t stop skipping. And I paid my tickets (which were way less than I thought) so I will not be randomly arrested.

Thursday is now, and I do not yet know what wondrous things are in store for me. Hopefully they will be good.

Darn Contraption

2005-09-20T12:35:00.000-05:00

I had this really nice add on for the last post.
It was great.
I had just finished formatting it when the computer logged me out.

Darn it!

Reminiscing

2005-09-19T19:58:00.000-05:00

There are certain songs, foods, smells, movies, etc. that take you back to a specific point in your life.

Or there are for me.

I started thinking about phrases that did that.

Cool, Like, and Totally— Elementary school; Plano; my best friend whose mother was a striper…memories.

*NOTE* to use appropriately, put Like in-between every other word and use Cool/Totally far too much.

Ex: That like phrase like totally takes
me back to when like the Backstreet Boys
were like totally cool.

Okey-dokey there now—I don’t know who used this, I have NO idea where this came from or why, we can only pray that it will never come back again.

There is no correct way to use this, ever.

Don’t even try.

The Beans—Middle school; Celina; Did you feel that?; and Paddington bear being arrested for indecent exposure.

It is a good thing.

Ex: Leonardo Dicaprio is the beans.

The shiznit/ The shit—High school; Celina; high kicks, metal shavings, and drama-drama-drama.

See The Beans.

Ex: That party was the shit, man.

Flying fuck—Now; Lori; The painting was a gift, I’m taking it with me.

I have yet to use this, so the meaning is unclear.

Ex: I don’t give a flying fuck.

Vamps and Dog-boys

2005-09-16T16:11:00.000-05:00

Corn always makes me think of vampires. Thank you Lestat.

This is completely unrelated, but I have been watching a lot of Inuyasha lately... and Fullmetal Alchemist.

'Tis all good, no?

Boredom

2005-09-16T09:36:00.000-05:00

You Are 80% Weird

You're more than quirky, you're downright strange.
But you're also strangely compelling, like a cult leader.

How Weird Are You?

Yeah, I already knew that one.

Your Birthdate: August 18

Your birthday on the 18th day of the month suggests than you are one who can work well with a group, but still remain someone who needs to maintain individual identity.
There is a humanistic or philanthropic approach to business circumstances in which you find yourself.
You may have good executive abilities, as you are very much the organizer and administrator.

You are broad-minded, tolerant and generous; a compassionate person that can inspire others with imaginative ideas.
Some of your feelings may be expressed, but even more of them are apt to be repressed.
There is a lot of drama in your personality and in the way you express yourself to others.
Oddly enough, you don't expect as much in return as you give.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

This one is kinda freaky. Why? Because it is true.

Your Career Type: Investigative

You are precise, scientific, and intellectual.
Your talents lie in understanding and solving math and science problems.

You would make an excellent:

Architect - Biologist - Chemist
Dentist - Electrical Technician - Mathematician
Medical Technician - Meteorologist - Pharmacist
Physician - Surveyor - Veterinarian

The worst career options for your are enterprising careers, like lawyer or real estate agent.

What's Your Ideal Career?

Heck Yes! Mad scientist all the way, baby.

Guess what

2005-09-15T12:07:00.000-05:00

We get to find out what country we are TODAY!

You can probably tell by the all caps that I am excited about this.

It should be interesting…and difficult.

You see, we are a Middle Eastern country and I just so happen to be on the General Assembly Third Committee whose focus is human rights; specifically women in post conflict areas and their rights, landmines, and religious tolerance. So, three females will have to argue for fewer international rights for women.

My fellow committee members and I have narrowed it down to Yemen, Syria, Libya, and Egypt. My bet is on Yemen.

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Have any of you heard of the Paranoid Social Club? I like Gangster and Two Girls.

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Sep. 15 at 3:47 pm

Nope, we were wrong. Its not Yemen--its United Arab Emirates. Still fun.

Why?

2005-09-10T14:40:00.000-05:00

Why is the Grim Reaper always Jamaican?

Not much

2005-09-09T09:12:00.000-05:00

Not much is going on...just work, work, school, and life.

Sounds so fun, right?

I forgot what the real purpose of this post was, so I am going to leave now.

Bye.

Woeful are we

2005-09-06T11:40:00.000-05:00

William Rehnquist died.

There is another Supreme Court opening.

John Roberts has been nominated to take Rehnquist’s position as Chief Justice.

So who will replace O’Connor?

Who knows?

Just Wondering

2005-09-03T20:24:00.000-05:00

Have any of you ever heard of Chip’s Challenge?

I have made a few changes...

2005-09-02T17:51:00.000-05:00

There are two new people added to my links.

Alecia (The way it should be) is muy cool and under "people i don't exactly know..."

Melanie (Melmar) is insane (but I love her any way) and is in the 'people i know' section.

There is also a whole new section of reputable news sources and UN related sites that are really there so I don’t have to remember the addresses, but (if you happen to be interested in all that jazz) feel free to use them to your heart’s content.

I shall be Hindu next week and the two weeks after. Why? Because Mr. Howard said so.

When I am done with being Hindu, I will be Jewish, Christian, and Muslim. Such fun to be had.

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On a more dismal/positive note Liz is on her way back from Natchitoches (Nak-a-dish), Louisiana.

She is ok. (that, coupled with the fact that she will be here, is the positive part; Louisiana and the devastation that covers so much of its mass is the dismal part)

I do not know anything other than that.
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Squeal!

2005-08-30T15:48:00.000-05:00

Classes have started.

I am going to be so unbelievably busy but (if I can pull it off) this is going to be the greatest semester.

History and Government are normal classes with normal people (some of which I know) and Tap is...well it is Tap.

Comparative religion is going to be great. My fingers are going to be raw before the end but my brain will gain some ridges.

This brings me to the best class yet: Intro Poli Sci/Model UN.

I was so excided that I was shaking. I mean, I could go and compete with other college students by pretending that we are the UN. That is so cool.

Yes, I know that I am a unique person.

I’m addicted to learning

2005-08-26T17:10:00.000-05:00

So I am participating in the Phantom Professor’s writing workshop.

It is highly enjoyable.

This week’s assignment is up and I am kinda proud of what I came up with. Most of them are ok, but I love the third one. I don't know when I will be able to use that phrase, but I am going to try extremely hard to find an appropriate occasion.

In August 2002, Dallas was as hot as a 32-year-old virgin in a Harlequin Romance.

She was as nervous as a shipwrecked narcoleptic treading water.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like bathing your brain in Ambisol: difficult and mind numbing.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn’t help but think they were as compatible as an aerosol can and an open flame.

Her eyes were as warm and comforting as an iron maiden.

Pause

2005-08-25T16:11:00.000-05:00

I am currently enveloped in a book and the nothing-ness that is my two-week summer hiatus.

I may not post much.

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I lost my club virginity to Lori and Mel.

Squarewheel + Curtain Club + Lots of smoke = fun times with people I like

Thanks for making my first club experience memorable, girls.

(By the way, Squarewheel is really good. Really, Really good. Check them out at either of these sites. )

Potter Puppet Pals

2005-08-22T12:16:00.000-05:00

I randomly stumbled upon these back when Mr. Charles ruled the world.

I thought some of you might enjoy them.

Bothering Snape

The Sequel (I forgot the title) (I found it after I published this post but decided not to correct myself by simply replacing the words in the link because that is sooo not cool—(Trouble At Hogwarts))

Go. Watch. Don't drink and drive.

I have had some pretty crappy birthdays

2005-08-18T18:00:00.000-05:00

And this is not one of them.

Pros

Kyle got me a gift. (A video game, but what can you expect from a life-long gamer?)

My boss got me a dozen brightly colored balloons, a personal sized cheesecake, and money. I love my job.

Liz dropped by and chatted with me before she left the state, never to be seen again. Her mom made me pink and green flip-flops and Liz was so kind as to get me several of the pens I am oh-so fond of.

Darlene, a patron of the fine establishment at which I am employed, got me a chocolate parfait and a card.

Dottie, another patron, got me a towel (which is the perfect size to fit in my microscopic purse). I would love to elaborate but it is a rather long story involving H2G2.

I did not have to worship the porcelain god.

I did not burst into tears.

Cons

I had to get up early.

All in all I think that it is a very good day (that is such an understatement).

Happy birthday to me and a very merry un-birthday to you (if it is, in fact, your un-birthday; if it is not your un-birthday than you get a happy birthday too (Happy Birthday to you, dear one who I share my birthday with!))

Surprise, surprise

2005-08-11T14:22:00.000-05:00

The Bay Area Center for Voting Research recently did a study in which they—well frankly, they did research about voting; if you want to know more follow the link. Anyway, they compiled a list of the most conservative and liberal cities. Guess who has three cities in the top five most conservative. That’s right kids, Texas does. Plano is the fifth.

Which means, Lori my darling democrat, that you live in the fifth most conservative city in the nation.

Ha, ha! (Like I can say anything; Celina makes Plano look solid blue)

Oh, and next year I am going to give you sparkplugs.

Nothing

2005-08-11T09:47:00.000-05:00

I got nothing.

Nothing to post...

Seven days.

Once, twice, three times a wrong number.

2005-08-08T18:05:00.000-05:00

This is a little snippet of what goes on at my place of occupation.

*Ring*

Me-- Good Afternoon Quick Fitness This is Sarah

Caller -- Yea, is Bethany there?

Me-- No, I’m sorry, there is no one here by that name.

Caller -- Who is this?

Me-- Sarah, sir.

Caller -- Why do you have Bethany’s phone?

Me-- I don’t have Bethany’s phone, sir. This is Quick Fitness.

Caller -- Well, I think I have the wrong number.

Me--I think you do.

Caller --Bye.

Me—Bye and have a good day, sir.

*Ring*

Me-- Good Afternoon Quick Fitness this is Sarah.

Caller-- Bethany?

Me-- No, sir, this is Sarah with Quick Fitness again.

Caller-- Sorry. Bye.

Me—Bye.

*Ring*

Me-- Good Afternoon Quick Fitness this is Sarah.

Kid-- Hey, Is my mom there?

Me-- No, she got off at two. (And has since I started here, a full year ago)

Kid-- Ok, thanks.

Me-- Bye.

*Ring*

Me-- Good Afternoon Quick Fitness this is Sarah.

Caller-- Oh, man! Not again. What is your phone number?

Me-- I am sorry, sir, but I do not see how that is relevant.

Caller-- I want to check the number I have against the number that leads to us talking again.

Me-- Oh, I misunder—Ok it is (###)-###-####.

Caller-- *Sigh* She must have given me the wrong number. Sorry for bothering you again.

Me-- It is fine. Bye.

Caller-- Yea, bye.

*Ring*

Me-- Good Afternoon Quick Fitness this is Sarah.

Sister of Boss--Guess I missed Lotti, then.

Me--Yep.

SB--Ok, I'll just catch her at home.

Me--Ok. Bye.

*Ring*

Me-- Good Afternoon Quick Fitness this is Sarah.

Caller to the power of 2--Yes, I would like to report a robbery in progr…

Lets just stop there. Why? Because I am just too darn lazy to keep going.

Any way, the point of this smallish tirade is that They are trying to break me.

Who are they? You know, THEY.
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I stopped by Penney’s on the three-day period that all hell broke loose at the mall (AKA tax free weekend) and just so happened to see Antonio. And I said “Hi Antonio” (or something very like ‘Hi Antonio’). You know, the other day he and I lorinapped Lori. We tortured her as well (the two of us almost made her try fried alligator (which is good in a completely non chicken-like way))

I think that is the most random post I have made in a while. Good for me.

Update on the Greencard Guy

2005-08-05T15:11:00.000-05:00

Like I said, I am not marrying him. There is just no way. Not even if hell froze over and a flying monkey was my maid of honor.

But I did come up with a clever solution. Kyle can marry the guy. It’s legal in Vermont, right?

I drank a cappuccino and ate a coffee flavored brownie today. I have the jitters. You have no idea how difficult it is to type when you have the jitters. Thank goodness for spell check and my rather poor editing skills.

Wow

2005-08-04T07:49:00.000-05:00

I have officially over one thousand visitors, yall. That makes me happy.

Thanks for coming. You guys have made my week.

14 days!

Things I have to do Before I Die

2005-08-01T18:28:00.000-05:00

1) Play strip poker
2) Go skiing
3) Ride in a cop car
4) Make a cheesecake
5) Buy a major piece of home decor
6) Jump off of something tall
7) Road Trip!
8) Go to Big Shell
9) Camp out to get tickets to something
10) Dye my hair some outrageous color
11) Finally do a cartwheel
12) Learn to read music
13) Get an ice cream sunday

Yea, I can't really think of a title

2005-08-01T15:32:00.000-05:00

I am sitting at work listening to System of a Down, Braking Benjamin, and Coldplay. I have the best job ever.

Seventeen Days!

Recipe for Disaster

2005-07-29T17:20:00.000-05:00

Ingredients:

1 semi-insane Mother Figure
3 ripe slave laborers
2 unripe servant girls (more if small)
1 front yard
1 dead tree
2 flowerbeds
7 ugly yellow bushes (green acceptable)

Mix ugly yellow bushes and flower beds. In separate bowl, mix dead tree and front yard. Stir both mixtures thoroughly. When ugly yellow bushes are evenly dispersed within and difficult to remove from the flowerbeds, fold ingredients into dead tree/front yard mixture. Stir rapidly. Add the semi-insane mother figure. Continue stirring. Thinly slice the ripe slave laborers; add them into the mixture. Whip until mixture is sticky and smells of sweat. Bake at 102 degrees for four hours. Use whole unripe servant girls as garnish.

*Caution*

Disaster may turn into pandemonium or hell on earth if more than the recommended amount of semi-insane mother figure is added.

Whole mixture will dissolve into frustration and agony if unripe servant girls are added before disaster cools.

I think I can

2005-07-28T19:02:00.000-05:00

Almost there, almost. It is so close I can taste it. The End is near! The end of Cal. YES!

I did do not so hot on that last test, so I am going to be studying my brain out for the next few days. Wish me luck, scholastic retention, and mental elasticity.

On a happier note, Lori will be a ‘big girl’ on Saturday. Good for you, woman who is older than I. I got you something cool, but I am not going to tell you what it is. Ha.

I am going to see that movie (Devil’s Rejects or Hell’s Rejects or something to do with rejects and blood) that has the same people that were in House of a Thousand Corpses. You can so tell how totally stoked I am, right.

If you have seen one movie with tons of blood and guts and such you have basically seen all of them. The only thing that is different is how the blood and guts get on the screen.

I suck at watching movies like that. All I think of is stuff like “Wow, that guy was just sliced in half. I believe that is a transverse cut” or “There is no way blood would spray that far” or “Ha. That was wrong. That was the sound of a rifle firing and there is a single bullet hole, but they were using shotguns. Inaccuracy!”

See, no fun. And no scary-ness.

The only things that scare me now are paranormal happenings. Like The Mothman Prophecies. I could not watch that movie alone. I started watching it with a friend once and she fell asleep, so I had to turn it off.

Smacks Forehead

2005-07-25T16:25:00.000-05:00

I feel like an idiot.

Our second test was this morning, and guess what I did.

Go on, guess.

I froze. Me. I froze. That just does not happen. Tests are my element.

Oh no! The effects of that toxic waste I swam in a while back must be wearing off.

Quick, somebody, where was the latest toxic waste spill/deposit?

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I got a Chi this weekend and everyone has been commenting on my hair. It must have ether been really crapy before or is really nice now. It might be both.

The funny thing is not one person has noticed that I have contacts now. My own mother did not notice until I asked where the solution was. That is another reason I think my hair must have been a bit too wild and untamed before.

Some one just walked in and noticed that I have contacts; she also said that I look like a different girl. I am just going to take that as a complement.

I saw The Island. It was good. I mean, it was not the greatest or anything but I enjoyed it.

Oops!

2005-07-21T07:52:00.000-05:00

Is it bad luck to dismantle a magic-8 ball?

I sure hope not.

No

2005-07-19T12:07:00.000-05:00

I am not marring the guy who really needs a green card.

Do You Like Scary Movies?

2005-07-18T19:48:00.000-05:00

What about bad movies?

I am talking B-movies, people.

If you do there is a support group now available (I am already a member, kinda).

My First Proposal

2005-07-18T14:57:00.000-05:00

My First Proposal

Guess what, guys? I was proposed to the other day.

It was very romantic, too.

I was just sitting on my bed, chatting with Kyle (or, as Katy calls him, Monchichi):

Him—What’d you do in class today?

Me—U-substitution, integration by parts, trig substitution, and we started partial fractions.

Him—How did it go?

Me—Ok. Parts is better than I thought. I must have been stressing last time…

Him—yep

Me—uh-huh

Him—Sarah--my darling, my own--will you marry me and be mine forever?

Ok, maybe that is not how it went down, but he did propose.

All of that up till the last line is accurate; the last line itself is a fabricated truth (the best kind) and should go a little like this:

Him—Hey, you wouldn’t be interested in marrying someone so he could stay in the country, would you?

Me—What?

Him—Yea, he really needs a green card.

How romantic is that?

In all seriousness, how freaking hilarious is that? I thought things like that only happened in movies and on Will & Grace.

Other then all that, the holes in my ears are healing nicely, I will be getting new glasses shortly, and I finished HP & HBP. I am hoping Lori has finished as well, because I need to talk over it with someone.

Xs & Os, darlings, Xs & Os

Par-tay!

2005-07-15T18:59:00.000-05:00

I am going to party this weekend! Heck yes, lets get crazy.

Saturday is Katy’s birthday bash. Food, carbonated beverages, many young teens, and a pool; such fun!

Sunday Kara is having a tea party. With real tea. Hot tea. And ice-cream. And cake that I have to bake. And hats with feathers and stuff.

All I have to say is I had better get some of that uber-good spice cake, since I have to slave to make it and all.

Insert Title Here

2005-07-13T14:31:00.000-05:00

déjà vu—a feeling of having done or lived through something before

jamais vu—opposite of déjà vu; a feeling of never having done or lived through something that you have

Don’t you feel smarter?

News Flash

I am free to dance. Free!!

I am also free to run, but I don’t like running.

Freeeeeee!!!!!

End News Flash

My brains are leaking out of my ears. Cal 2 is majorly difficult to do in four weeks.

I am also ever so slightly sleep deprived, and it is my fault.

But I had fun.

I am going to go pretend to read whilst closing my eyes and catching a catnap.

By the way, Layer Cake is a good movie and Katie is the best.

12 Things You Didn't Know You Didn't Know

2005-07-12T19:01:00.000-05:00

Did you know...

It is impossible to lick your elbow.

A crocodile can't stick its tongue out.

A shrimp's heart is in its head.

In a study of 200,000 ostriches, over a period of 80 years, no one reported a single case where an ostrich buried its head in the sand.

It is physically impossible for pigs to look up into the sky.

A pregnant goldfish is called a twit.

More than 50% of the people in the world have never made or received a telephone call.

Horses can't vomit.

The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the English language.

If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib. If you try to suppress a sneeze, you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die. And, if you keep your eyes open by force, they can pop out.

Rats multiply so quickly that in 18 months, two rats could have over a million descendants.

Wearing headphones for just an hour will increase the bacteria in your ear by 700 times.

Tanya and Tessa’s B-Day Bash

2005-07-11T17:43:00.000-05:00

It was an OH-so wonderful night.

I cut the last ten or so minutes off of work (no one comes after 6:00 anyway) so I could brush my hair and change my cloths. In hindsight I probably should not have bothered.

We went to eat at the Hard Rock Café, which is a pretty ok place to eat. There were some live bands with really odd names--- really odd names. Only the first was good; the other two ether put the whole table to sleep or made people cringe with pain from the amplified screaming/groaning (80’s inspired screaming/groaning).

While I was sitting there, minding my own business some guy decided to place his hand on my thigh. The whole time he and Tessa had been passing notes to each other so I did not think anything of it at first; I really thought that he was passing another one. When I reached down to get the note and realized that there was not one, my mind froze for about three seconds.

I unfroze and put his hand on his thigh.

*Shiver* Uugggghh!

After that we ditched that guy and his sheep-like buddy and headed to West end for the Taste of Dallas thingy.

Why we went there after we ate is a mystery to me (I was not the driver, a birthday girl, or a planer of the shindig) because there was a lot of food and not much else (hence the name).

Since there was not anything to do but eat and watch a man spray paint things, they decided to take a carriage ride.

A real carriage ride, complete with large, hoof-sore horse and small-yappy rat that has been mistaken for a dog.

Like one of those that tourist people go on.

Yeah, I did that---and it was fun.

Jubilance!

2005-07-07T10:42:00.000-05:00

Yeah! I just finished my English 1302 final. I feel relatively good about the test and OH so good about being out of there!

Calculus starts Monday.

No rest for the wicked, or so they say. I usually feel extremely rested so that theory has been blown away.

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I just saw a commercial for a Kidz Bop! CD. I think that is the most jacked up thing I have come in contact with in a long time.

Those would be really great CDs if all the songs were not preformed my humans who have not hit puberty.

Interesting thought—a kid who has not yet hit puberty is singing “I've had you so many times but somehow/ I want more.” Ironic much?

And so I will leave you all with this parting thought:

Kidz Bop sucks Big Foot’s rather large and hairy pinky toe.

Crap!

2005-07-01T14:08:00.000-05:00

At any moment the balance of the known universe will be thrown off .

Sandra Day O'Connor is retiring. She is the swing voter.

And Bush has some control over who will fill her place.

Crap!

It is not as if our government is not already overrun with conservatives; we have plenty and do not need more.

Who would have guessed she would be the first to throw in the towel; I thought it would be Rehnquist, who is 80 and suffering from thyroid cancer, for sure. Don't get me wrong, I ,too, would retire if I were in her shoes; she needs to spend more time with her hubby. I just wish it were not so.

Crap!

To Blogger

2005-06-30T14:50:00.000-05:00

You suck.

Mo' funny

2005-06-27T18:40:00.000-05:00

*WARNING*

What you are about to read is funny. You may laugh, you may chuckle, and if you are drinking orange juice it may come shooting out of your nose.

Furthermore, I would like for it to be know that I am not responsible for any of the outrageous comments below. Unless you like them, then I will take credit.

Also, all spelling and grammatical/punctuation errors are intentional.

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The liquid is composed of two gins, oxygin and hydrogin. Oxygin is pure gin. Hydrogin is gin and water.

A major problem associated with smoking is premature death.

Cyanide is so poisonous that one drop of it on a cat’s tongue could kill the world’s toughest man.

Saturn is a planet, just like the Earth, only it is even deader.

Magnets are things you find crawling all over something dead.

The direction of the Alps is straight up.

When you smell an odorless gas, it is probably carbon monoxide.

One result of raising cattle is calves.

Crows eat the farmer’s grain and soil his corpse.

A census taker is a man who goes around town increasing the population.

The tides are a battle between the Earth and moon. All water routes toward the moon, because there is no water on the moon and nature abhors a vacuum. The sun is like the referee in the fight.

The four seasons are salt, pepper, oregano and basil.

Nitrogen is not found in the United States because it is not found in a free state.

The residents of Moscow are called Mosquitoes.

Oliver Cromwell had a large nose, but under it were deeply religious feelings.

One of the main causes of dust is janitors.

The egg is round, so it is easier to get down the tube. Because if it was square, there would be a problem.

To prevent pregnancy, the male should wear a condominium.

We do not raise silkworms in the United States because we get our silk from cotton. He is a larger worm and gives more silk.

The guys who followed Jesus were called the 12 opossums.

Parallel lines never meet, unless you make them.

The parts of speech are lungs and air.

After boyhood comes adultery.

The Earth makes one resolution every 24 hours.

A fossil is an extinct thing. The older it is, the more extinct it is.

To most people, solutions mean finding the answers. But to scientists, solutions are things that are still all mixed up.

When a singer sings, he stirs up the air and makes people’s ears feel good. And If he’s a great singer, he knows how to keep it from hurting.

Artificial insemination is what the farmer does to get the cow pregnant instead of the bull.

Atheists believe in the goddess Athena.

A permanent set of teeth has eight canines, eight cuspids, two molars and eight cuspidors.

Monotony means being married to the same person for all your life and never having an affair.

Algebraical symbols are used when people don’t know what they’re doing.

Mushrooms always grow in damp places so they look like umbrellas.

The spine is a long bunch of bones. The head sits on the top, and you sit on the bottom.

If a person faints, rub his chest, or, if it’s a lady, rub her arm above the hand. Or put her head between the knees of the nearest medical doctor.

If air floats near a nail, it will go rusty because air is really water.

We know reptiles came from the amphibians because of spontaneous generation and study of rocks.

Respiration is composed of two acts: first respiring and then expectoration.

The process of flirtation makes water safe to drink.

A town purifies its water supply by filtering the water then forcing it through an aviator.

A scout obeys all duly constipated authorities.

Just so you know and we are all clear and such

2005-06-27T16:54:00.000-05:00

If someone forces you to have sex with them—well that is called rape.

Got it?

When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

2005-06-27T14:08:00.000-05:00

When I heard the learn'd astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.

Walt Whitman, 1819-1892

stuff and junk

2005-06-23T18:48:00.000-05:00

Creative huh? I thought so.

My hip hurts. Random, yes, but relevant to me thus you all get to read about it. Aren’t you happy?

This weekend I have to rent In the Bedroom and Gaslight. I did not like the short story that first is based on, so I am not looking forward to watching it-- hence the second movie.

Speaking of movies, I have seen and watched (there is a difference) a lot of them lately. Just incase any of you want to know about them, I will make a list and rate them below.

In the theater

Mr. and Mrs. Smith- ****
Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants- **** (surprisingly good)
Monster in Law- ***
Madagascar- ***
Star Wars- ***
The Longest Yard- **

At home

The Women-***** (All women, as in no men, star in this movie)
The Goonies- ***** (This is one of the best movies ever)
Some Like it Hot- ***** (This one really is one of the best, others think so as well)
Rear Window-***** (Hitchcock, need I say more)
Charade-*****(See caption after The Goonies)
Fried Green Tomatoes…- *** (Secret’s in the sauce)
The Phantom of the Opera- *****(Is in my head)
Ray-*****
Casablanca- *****(Heres looken at you, kid)
The Princes Bride- *****(ROUSes anyone?)

Everyone should see Some Like it Hot, Charade, and Rear Window; if you have not, want to, and happen to live near me, just ask and ye shall receive--on loan, but still.

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Guess What!

I am a poetry genius. I took a quiz and that is what they told me. They also said that, judging by my score, I should be a great poet. They kinda missed the mark on that one, but hay no one is perfect right?

I have to go clean and shut down the gym so farewell my friends, enemies, and internet stalkers.

XOXOXOXO!

PS--Have any of you read The Secret Lives of Bees?

Heck yes I am!

2005-06-20T18:41:00.000-05:00

Star Wars Horoscope for Leo

You add a whole new meaning to self-assurance.
You are a nurturing person with great physical strength.
Like many Leos, you will see that your mission for good is completed.
You are very optimistic about the future.

Star wars character you are most like: Princess Leia

What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?

This made me laugh at the absurdity of it all

2005-06-20T18:29:00.000-05:00

What follows is in no way an expression of my beliefs. But it does provide an interesting spin on # 80 on my 100 things list.

Its Not Nice To Be Smarter Than Other People

I can't think of anything ruder than people who have to be all brainy and intelligent. As my mother used to say, if you can't say anything mundane, don't say anything at all. She was right: It's not nice to be smarter than other people.

Why did you have to say all that stuff about that book you're reading? Would it have been so hard to keep your love of literature to yourself? When you display your intelligence to the people you're talking to, you're really just telling them that you don't have enough respect for them to keep your smarts to yourself.

Reeling off a list of your favorite jazz artists may make you a good parrot, but it doesn't make you a good person. Good people hold their tongues, knowing they could hurt someone's feelings if they show knowledge the other person doesn't have.

I'm sorry to have to set you straight, but most people don't speak because they want to be educational. They speak because they want to be nice. They have an interest in interacting with other people in a non-confrontational manner that doesn't make them feel like dummies.

In other words, they just want to be friendly. What's friendly about bringing up some article about the Mideast crisis you read in The New York Times? Not much, that's for certain. No, it's friendlier to say unchallenging things and let everyone feel like they know as much as you do.
There's more to life than being well-informed and cultured. There's good graces, good manners, and good old-fashioned horse sense—especially when it comes to knowing when to talk and when to keep your mouth shut. And, let me tell you, you may know something about astronomy, but you could certainly stand to learn a thing or two about politeness.

Do you think people want to hear your views on abstract art or the First Amendment? No one wants to hear things they don't already know, because that just makes them feel dumb.
I don't think it's your goal to try to make people feel stupid, but you seem to have this fixation with sharing your intelligence with others. That doesn't make any sense to me. Do you know how you sound when you do that? When you say something like "I'm a big Kubrick fan," what people hear is, "Look at me! I know things!" And nobody likes to hear that.

I don't know why you want to come off all smart and well-read, anyway. Sure, with your head full of facts, you may seem to have the world at your feet, but if you keep it up, you'll soon have no one to share it with. Smart people are the loneliest people in the world. They don't have anyone to talk to except other smart people, and who wants to join a conversation between two smart people? No one I know.

So, if you want to keep the friends you have and maybe even make some new ones, try being a little less of a know-it-all and a little more of a know-it-some. I mean, would it really kill you to think the capital of Illinois is Chicago? It could only help. Trust me.

So, what do you think? I think I am going to go read my *new* book after I add a link to the onion.

Bye and have fun with whatever you do

Stifled giggle

2005-06-17T15:44:00.000-05:00

Half-baked Headlines

From the Salt Lake City Deseret News: "Juvenile Court To Try Shooting Defendant"

From the Jackson, Mississippi Clarion-Ledger: "Suicides Asked To Reconsider"

From the Sacramento Bee: "Drug Firm Ordered To Supply Women"

From the San Francisco Examiner: "New Autos To Hit 5 Million"

From the Honolulu Pacific Business News: "Office Building Permits Plunge"

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Hello all.

Originally I meant for this to be longer, but I can not think of what I was going to post about and someone just walked in so I have to go and talk for hours about things I simply do not care about.

Joy for all my friends!

I am sooo good at putting things off

2005-06-15T22:22:00.000-05:00

I am sitting here at home, listening to big band music, and procrastinating some more.

I am on my dad’s computer and, for some unknown reason, there are links all over all the pages I visit. They are links to stupid places contained within words like date, love, fun, and dog. I have no idea why, and it is annoying.

Seriously this time, no more procrastinating. I will finish this paper by tomorrow at 10 in the am.

Ta for now, kids.

This should be short

2005-06-15T14:42:00.000-05:00

and could possibly be sweet.

Wow, it has been a while since I last posted.

Right now I am avoiding the essay that is due tomorrow. Three pages is not much, but there are things I would rather do.

Here is a list

. Chew my own leg off
. Go swimming in shrieking eel infested waters
. Get sun burnt
. Do math that I don’t understand
. Dye my hair puke green
. Read War and Peace in one setting
. Eat five pounds of chocolate in one setting and then go for a nice, long run
. Go for a nice long run
. Disco dance
. Get bitten by five hundred insects with piercing/sucking mouthparts
. Get malaria

On an unrelated tangent, I hate flies. They disgust me and all of them that come into my sight should die.

He, he, he... I'm ok... really

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Is it hot out or what? I think it is, but I am almost always wearing black, so there ya go.

Ok, enough procrastination! I am going to do it!

P.S. Stay out of jail, children.

He, he, he, ha...

2005-06-09T17:27:00.000-05:00

The Pick Up: "So, wanna go back to my place?"
The Put Down: "Well, I don't know. Will two people fit under a rock?"

The Pick Up: "What's your sign?"
The Put Down: "No Parking" or "Stop"

The Pick Up: "I know how to please a woman."
The Put Down: "Then please leave me alone."

The Pick Up: "I want to give myself to you."
The Put Down: "I don't accept cheap gifts."

The Pick Up: "You wanna go out sometime?"
The Put Down: "Sorry, I don't date outside my species."

The Pick Up: "Your body is a temple."
The Put Down: "And there are no services today."

The Pick Up: "I'd go through anything for you."
The Put Down: "Good! Let's start with your bank account."

The Pick Up: "I'd go to the end of the world for you."
The Put Down: "Yes, but would you stay there?"

The Pick Up: "Can I get your number?"
The Put Down: "Why, don't you have one?"

The Pick Up: "How do you like your eggs in the morning?"
The Put Down: "Unfertilized!"

The Pick Up: "If I could see you naked, I'd die happy."
The Put Down: "Yes, but if I saw you naked, I'd die laughing."

The Pick Up: "I'd love to get in your pants."
The Put Down: "No, thanks, there's already one ass in there already."

The Pick Up: "Can I ask you out?"
The Put Down: "I'm not your type; I'm not inflatable."

The Pick Up: Any general lame line.
The Put Down: "I like your approach, now let's see your departure."

Wow, those are nice.

Boredom runs amuck

2005-06-09T17:05:00.000-05:00

This post is the result of boredom and an example of the power of suggestion. Thanks Becky.

Hi, yall! How are you doing?

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That bad, huh? Why, whats going on that is that bad?

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Well that sucks. A flesh-eating bacteria. Geez! Whoda thunk?

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Well you know that all of this could have been avoided if you had not put cream cheese in your shoes.

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What?!?!?!?!

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That is not very nice. I think you should apologize. Now.

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Ok, I will except the invitation to the bank robbing party instead, but only this once. So, what bank are we knocking over?

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Are you serious? Come on, we could so pull of a bigger job than that.

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Havent you ever seen The Italian Job, Ocean’s Eleven, or National Treasure?

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National Treasure did have something to do with stealing.

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Really? Then how do you think they got the Constitution in the first place? Just went up and asked for it? Well, they did--but they were turned down.

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I don’t have time for this. I’ve got a five page essay over War and Peace due tomorrow and I have not yet finished reading it.

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Thanks, but I probably need to read it. It was nice of you to summarize it for me, though, and in so few words, too!

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I like pink socks.

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If you can be random then so can I.

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He, he, he. That was funny.

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That kinda was.

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That wasn’t. You should stop now.

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Meow!

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What?

Ok, that is enough of that.

Zoidberg at CCCCD

2005-06-06T15:02:00.000-05:00

My summer class started today. It is going to be a bundle of laughs--I'm sure of it. My teacher is deef in one ear and partially deef in the other, so we have to speak really loud. Grammar and punctuation are his main focuses, yea! (that is blatant sarcasmin in case you did not notice)

He sounds like professor Zoidberg.

On the plus side of things, he does have a good sense of humor and a wealth of random facts (you know how I love random facts).

On the minus side, I do not yet have the textbooks and we have homework for tomorrow.

It will be fine. It will be fine. It will be fine.

List of 100 Random Things About Me

2005-06-02T19:50:00.000-05:00

This is a list. What is in this list you ask? Well it is a list of random bits of intel about me.

It is quite fun, really.

Props to Andy for giving me the idea

List
1. I think my name is rather bland, but I like it anyway
2. My name means Princess-Who is like God-From Scotland
3. I actually looked that up
4. I usually carry around obscene amounts of money with me
5. All of the bills are faced
6. And they are clipped together according to value
7. And the clipped groups have to be in descending order
8. I always have post-its with me
9. I love swimming and I love the beach, but I am wary of the ocean
10. I like to fish
11. I can bait my own hook
12. But I can’t take the fish off of the hook
13. I relish change, but like constancy more
14. I think that love, real love, is mutual respect rather than roses, poems, and that pleasant lightheaded feeling
15. I have a rather volatile temperament
16. I don’t easily become angry (there are several layers of frustration before that happens), but when I do my anger burns white hot for about three days or so, after that it is usually gone
17. I am extremely lazy, not physically but emotionally.
18. I am really, really bad at keeping in touch with people (which is why I like this whole blog thing)
19. I like overcast days better than sunny ones
20. I love dogs, but would rather not have one
21. And I prefer cats--they remind me of myself
22. I am good with computer programs like word and spread sheets but suck at everything else
23. I can french braid my own hair but not someone else’s
24. I would love to color my hair, but I am not brave enough--plus I am too lazy
25. I love driving barefooted
26. I am often excessively forgiving to people and overlook faults I shouldn’t
27. I am not forgiving towards myself at all
28. I can honestly say that I would not change anything about my past
29. I think that doing mary j is better than abusing prescription drugs, don’t get me wrong, both are horrid habits and I think you are a moron where this is concerned if you do ether
30. I love old movies
31. I have always wanted to go to a drive in movie theater
32. I used to collect glass dolls, and still have some
33. I have a secret obsession for Iron Chef and Iron Chef America
34. I am really pissed at by biological father and feel guilty about it
35. I love shopping
36. But not with other people
37. My cell phone is my lifeline to reality, sad isn’t it?
38. When watching ‘Who wants to be a Millionaire’ I always miss the lesser valued questions and ace the higher ones
39. I love to cook and am not bad at it, but I have to be in a certain mood or else it is a chore
40. I am as blind a bat without my glasses
41. I wish I were not vision impaired
42. I like fingernail polish, but hate putting it on or taking it off
43. Inanimate objects inevitably gain names when I am around
44. I like big words
45. I collect random facts like a magnet does small bits of iron
46. I think carmex is addictive
47. I really prefer wearing workout cloths as opposed to anything else
48. Water is good, I like water, but it seems a bit dull to order it at a restaurant
49. I like to paint, draw, play with clay, and so on but am not really an artist
50. Tell me to de-bug my computer and I will brake out in a cold sweat, tell me to grow, collect, and stain a bacteria sample and I will smile
51. I hate cleaning but find an odd sense of satisfaction in knowing that I did
52. I wish I could read palms
53. I cannot keep a plant alive
54. I have clipped a goat, force-fed a pig electrolytes, and touched a heifer-- the one I am the most proud of myself for is the heifer
55. Large animals make me uncomfortable
56. I think mice are too cute-- hamsters are satin’s creation
57. Guys make the best casual friends
58. Girls make the best best friends
58. I like guys better
59. I think I would like to be married
60. I like kids, but I don’t really want any of my own
61. Religion has nothing to do with my decision to not have sex, its that I am fairly terrified that something will go wrong and I will end up a teen mother, like mine
62. I love my parents, but the things that scare me the most have to do with me ending up like them
63. I like to pull the toppings off of pizza before I eat it
64. I don’t mind paying for other people, but I hate it when other people pay for me
65. I can do the splits, both legs
66. My feet naturally point
67. I enjoy buying skirts and heels but don’t like wearing them
68. I don’t like fixing my hair
69. Or putting on makeup
70. I used to be a girly girl, I have changed
71. T-shirts are the best thing that have ever been invented
72. I can make a funny noise by putting my fist up to my mouth and saying ‘girl girl girl..’ into it
73. I seriously dislike wranglers (wearing them that is, I like looking at them) but I really like chukkas
74. I would like to travel
75. I went to England, France, and Italy when I was in the sixth grade; all I remember is getting made fun of by some pricks that were there with me (And naked people in a public park in Paris, ahh Paris)
76. If I had a chance to do it over I would throw caution to the wind and do more than get lost in a Parisian subway
77. No matter how late I stay up I always wake up at 7:30
78. I don’t know about any of you, but 7:30 is really early to me
79. I have never been able to figure out what the plural form of mouse (as in computer mouse) is--mice? mouses?
80. I think that being intelligent is a burden. If you are intelligent you are expected to make something of yourself or people are disappointed or saddened by your lack of effort, if you are a moron people are glad you get up and put your shoes on the right feet
81. I am a pack rat
82. I like video games but suck at them
83. Computer games are another story, I kick ass at some computer games
84. I am all for remembering the past but does every radio station have to have a flash back hour at noon
85. I am semi-obsessed with Harry potter and The Lord of the Rings (plus the Hobbit) books
86. I liked the third HP movie better than the first two (Gasp!)
87. My favorite numbers are 6, 7, and 13--can anyone guess why?
88. I think that duplicated numbers in dates or phone numbers have a special power (good luck, bad luck, luck in general... who knows)
89. I like getting gifts but can never remember who gave me what, which really makes thank you cards difficult
90. I hate thank you cards
91. My step grandmother has been dating cards (so that we can keep them and remember when we got them) for years--I always throw them out
92. I like pleasing people
93. I hate making decisions for others
94. I have a habit of pulling on my left earlobe
95. I think social labels are some of the most useless things ever
96. I have really bad allergies twice a year
97. I am addicted to card games and the written word
98. Belle is my favorite princess because things don’t just happen to her, she happens to things--plus she reads, how many others do that?
99. I think fairy tales and folklore are windows into the immortal soul of humanity--it is not always pretty
100. I once paid seven fifty for a pack of cards

How much fun was that?

Major overhaul

2005-06-02T16:24:00.000-05:00

I redid my list of links.

For those of you I know personally--If I did not link you and you want to be linked please leave your name, address, and any funny nicknames you feel like sharing. I know there are some of you I did not link, and I did that on purpose. Not to snub you or anything, I just didn’t know if you would want me to publish that info (mutantleaches, notorious j...).

For those of you I don’t know but find interesting anyway--I haven’t gotten to you yet.

Faerie Tale

2005-05-31T18:26:00.000-05:00

There was once a rich couple, a very rich couple. Since they were rich they usurped the thrown of a small country and had just about everything they wanted. That is, everything they wanted except for a child.

The woman and newly crowned queen of her own country would sit and sigh, sigh and sit for hours at a time longing for a child. So one day she convinced her husband to sleep with her maid so that they might raise the child as their own, like a surrogate mother situation only without the artificial insemination due to the fact that it did not exist at this point in time.

So he did.

And the poor handmaiden had a beautiful baby girl who was promptly taken from her as she was thrown from the castle and the only home she had ever known. So she traveled to places she had never been and saw things she had never seen before she was kidnapped and sold into slavery.

The baby girl’s life though, is a happier tale to tell. Her new parents decided to throw her a ‘welcome to the world of luxury’ party. They invited all the royalty, religious leaders, and mafia big wigs they could find, all but one any way. And that one was ticked off to say the least.

Her name was Anna Maria and she was the wife of one of the biggest mafia big wigs ever. She was his wife right up until she had him bumped off and took over the operation of his “business.” She used the funds well and ended up not only being the mafia momma, but also the leader of a well sized country and the high priestess of her own religion. So when the happy parental units failed to extend the hand of courtesy complete with an invitation to the party she was perturbed. Her level of perturbedness quickly reached a dangerous level. When this happened, she called her evil minions and told them to take care of it in a way that would inspire others to always invite her to everything, for-e-ver!

What she did not know was that there was a leak in her organization. This leak took the information pertaining to the party to the king and queen/new parents and offered to give it to them for a small price. They offered to kill him if he did not give it up. He gave it up. They were horrified and came up with a plan.

They sent her an invitation.

She did not fall for it.

So they sent their child, Marzipan (it was actually a very popular name at the time), into the countryside with three world class bodyguards who were under strict orders to not let her talk to strangers, go anywhere alone, or date as she was already betrothed to a prince from a neighboring kingdom. She was to know nothing of her lofty origins and only return to the city after her fourteenth birthday. Why? I don’t know, it is just part of the story.

So she grew up and was dead sexy, smartish, kind, and she had mental powers. All in all she thought she was a pretty good catch, and the cute farm boy she met the day of her fourteenth birthday thought so, too. He liked her, she liked him, they liked each other. He purposed and she accepted. They planned for him to go to her house the next day to meet her family. When she got home her family told her who she really was and what she had to do. She was crushed. Then her two uncles and auntie took her to her new home and set traps for the over zealous teenage boy.

They arrived under the cover of darkness. Marzipan was taken to a private room and left alone. She was heart broken, downtrodden, and depressed so when the old crone with the thick accent and slight smell of oregano came in and offered her a way out she accepted gratefully. Or she was grateful until the old woman turned into a young man who tackled her and injected her with some sort of drug that made it impossible for her to move.

It was right around this time that the three bodyguards arrived and killed the young man.

They thought she was in a deep sleep so they took her to the highest room of the tallest tower and put her in a lovely bed. She was fully aware of everything that happened. These three were completely devoted to her. They staid with her and took care of any thing that needed to be taken care of until she woke up, which turned out to be a long time indeed.

What finally ended the big sleep was a bit shocking. There was this one day when all three of the guards happened to be out of the room. One went to the store to buy some cheese flavored crackers and the other two were in a broom closet somewhere (shhhh, don’t tell). On this particular day a man came into Marzipan’s room. This man was young, around her age, and walked with a slight limp. He also had a fetish of some sort because when he saw the apparently asleep female he went over and sexually molested her. That’s right, he kissed her right on her dry, chapped lips. The shock of being violated in such a way forced her to move. Her eyes popped open and she shoved him off of the edge of her bed. Then she looked at him for a minute and when his face registered she jumped off the bed onto him and kissed him back.

I know what you are thinking; jeez she is such a hussy! But give her a brake-- she was in a comma-like state for several years. Plus he was her future husband, the one she agreed to marry anyway.

Her “parents” were so happy that she finally woke up that they let her marry him even though he was not of noble blood and she was betrothed to another. They simply reneged on the contract (which was ok with the other side because he was in love with a scullery maid and already had three kids) and made him the Prince of the country that the mafia momma used to rule (they killed her and took over her business years ago).

So the two lived for a long time, mostly together, sometimes happy, and rarely miserable.

Isn’t that a great story?

I think it is.

Cell Phones Tick me off

2005-05-27T15:32:00.000-05:00

And so is blogger because it conforms to obscure rules that no one knows about until you accidentally violate or activate one.

My cell is acting stupid. I updated the roaming capabilities yesterday, and it is just not working as well as it was before the update.

Why?

Why must electronic devices rebel when they are in my possession?

***Tangent***

What the heck? (This question is completely unrelated to the above agitation)

I just got one of those calls where people just hang up as soon as you say hello.

I hate those.

What is the point of doing that? Especially if you are calling a business.

What is even worse than an immediate hang up is a breather. That is when someone calls and does not speak but will breath heavily into the mouthpiece. Those give me the shivers. I mean, you never really know what is going on to make them breath that hard. It is just creepy.

***End of Tangent***

I just called Katie for directions to her domicile. Finding it sounds like fun.

CONGRATS to all the graduating people that I don’t get to say it to in person and who may read this.

I heard one of the most amazing songs the other day. It was based on one of the characters from one of the best scary-ish movies ever (Silence of the Lambs).

I can not find the lyrics anywhere, which disappoints me, but I did find this link to the songs video.

The Greenskeepers "It Puts The Lotion In The basket"

Warning! It uses clips from the movie so it will be offensive to some and disturbing to others. I’m not joking ether. It will. So if you are squeamish or have a weak stomach then pass this opportunity by.

I really like the song. It fits my oh-so-morbid personality marvelously.

I have to go wash my chicken key chain so I have to cut this post off now.

Adiós ahora, lector, espero que su trayectoria en vida sea lisa para ahora.

Magic

2005-05-23T19:19:00.000-05:00

Magic does exist.

Yes it does. Don't argue, you will lose.

So, to recap, magic exists. What's more is that it exists in Podunkville, USA. That's right, folks, Prosper, Texas has its share of malicious spirits, sprites, and an occasional sorcerer/sorceress.

The malicious spirits are the ones that push over nearly full trash cans in the middle of the main road, bring in hoards of ants to infest every place of business in the down town area, and regularly change which keys will work to open the door to my humble place of occupation.

The sprites are the little f***ers who turn on the harsh weather only when it will affect my traveling from place to place. Like from the front door of the gym to the trash can (a full five feet, possibly less), or from the gym to my car, or from home to the gym (that is a seven minute drive with good conditions). They just love to make it rain buckets at a time or force the winds to reach gale forces.

The sorcerers/sorceresses do less annoying things, but they work with the police department so they cant be all that good. For example, there is this one place on sb289 (which is the road that I had my first wreck on) that I swear has been enchanted. If you get on this road and go toward the town of Prosper the speed limit goes from 55 to 45 to 30 and then I turn so I'm not sure what comes next, but it does not really matter. About 15 feet from the 30 mph sign there is a spot where your car will, without fail, drop about 5-10 units of velocity. Without fail! As in even if you are trying to accelerate. There is not any dip or sharp incline or any thing...it is pretty flat. This type of magic is not nearly as bad as the other ones up there, but it can be slightly annoying.

In other news I have now seen the Star Wars movie twice. I liked it better the second time.

I have to pay for School today. Crap.

Maybe if I say Abracadabra or something it will pay for itself.

Please hold whilst I try.

Nope, it did not work.

This is one of the most romantic songs ever

2005-05-22T19:10:00.000-05:00

It just is. Honestly, if this song comes on I have to stop what I am doing to listen to it.

EDWIN McCAIN

"I'll Be"

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

[Chorus:]
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

[Repeat Chorus]

I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said

[Repeat Chorus]

Venting

2005-05-20T18:18:00.000-05:00

I HATE it when people you are three feet away from have to ask you to repeat yourself several times.

Even Methuselah's mother would have gotten it the second time I yelled it. The music is not even that loud. In fact, they are constantly asking me to turn it up! Perhaps the whole freaking place needs to get hearing aids.

Have you ever wanted to scream at someone that you are not their fetch it and catch it bitch?

Oh, I have.

And I am not at work, so it is not a job related gripe. The first one was, but the second was not.

I think I will read for a while and get the recommended 6-8 hours of sleep tonight. Perhaps I will be in a mood in which ripping out someone's trachea just to keep them from speaking doesn't sound as good as it does today. One can only hope.

May your life be happier than mine is right now, at this moment.

Go with God my friends, go with God.

Emily's Words

2005-05-20T17:05:00.000-05:00

THE NIGHT was wide, and furnished scant
With but a single star,
That often as a cloud it met
Blew out itself for fear.

The wind pursued the little bush,
And drove away the leaves
November left; then clambered up
And fretted in the eaves.

No squirrel went abroad;
A dog’s belated feet
Like intermittent plush were heard
Adown the empty street.

To feel if blinds be fast,
And closer to the fire
Her little rocking-chair to draw,
And shiver for the poor,

The housewife’s gentle task.
“How pleasanter,” said she
Unto the sofa opposite,
“The sleet than May—no thee!”

2005-05-20T16:02:00.000-05:00

I am feeling delightfully depressed. Summer always has that effect on me.

I guess it really is not a feeling of depression as much as a feeling of jadedness. I have done all this many times before and am ready for it to be over.

On a lighter note, my fingernails are a shade of red reminiscent of congealed blood. Sounds happy, right?

I have to pay for the Wicked tickets on Monday and classes sometime before the 25th. Oh, the joys of spending money. I should really do that more often.

Lori, you called me but I was at work and could not pick up. I apologize profusely.

Tony, I have not spoken to you in so long...I hope all is well.

Every one else, I love you! In a depressing way. But that is ok.

It is quickly becoming sweltering here in Nowhereville, Tx.

Here is a song to cool it down a bit. And it is ever so slightly depressing, so there you go.

BREAKING BENJAMIN LYRICS

"So Cold"

Crowded streets are cleared away
One by One
Hollow heroes separate
As they run

You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while
Strong men die

Show me how it ends it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try

If you find your family, don't you cry
In this land of make-believe, dead and dry
You're so cold, but you feel alive
Lay your hand on me one last time

Show me how it ends it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try

Show me how it ends it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try

It's alright [x9]

Woo-hoo!

2005-05-19T17:58:00.000-05:00

That is in celebration.

Why? Because I beat someone.

Not nice, I know! But it is hard not to be happy about it when he is so darn competitive.

This is how it went down.

[19 year old male and 18 year old female sitting in upper story of girls house. Male is fixing female's computer. They start playing cards]

Him: Dealer has 18, and stays

Me: Hit me

[He does]

Me: Hit me.

[He does]

Me: You win. Again.

Him: What else can we play? Oh, gin rummy! I'll deal.

[He deals]

Me: Woo-hoo! First hand and already I can put something down.

Him: You can't do that. Its not how you play.

Me: Yes it is

Him: No it isn't

Me: Yes it is

Him: No, it isn't

Me: Yes, it, is

Him: Fine, I will call someone.

[he calls someone who confirms his way of playing in which you hold everything in your hand until every requirement is fulfilled as opposed to laying them down while playing]

Him: Told ya.

Me: Sorry, but that is the way my grandmother taught me. I will play your odd version for now, but just keep in mind that you are wrong and shall eventually be proven to be. (or something)

Him: Ha! Really? Just admit you were wrong.

Me: No.

Him: Yes.

Me: No. (crosses eyes and sticks out tongue)

Him: Yes.

Me: I will admit to being wrong in so far as your version goes. But I must say that my version is better. (smiles slyly)

[Scene change--Now outside. Male's car will not start. Every time the key is turned a clicking sound is herd and engine will not turn. Male is inside car with door open. Female is outside of car, beside the door]

Me: I think it is your battery

Him: No, it can't be the battery-- the radio is working.

Me: Ok...I really think it is your battery.

Him: No, the battery is fine. It has to be the spark plugs.

[Goes and checks them, then tries again. Fails]

Me: It is the battery

Him: No, I'm telling you it is not the battery. I think it might be the starter.

Me: That would make sense since your car is not starting, but I still think it is the battery

Him: I'm gonna call Travis and ask him what he thinks.

{This is not part of the conversation, this is me talking, or really typing, to you, the reader. Travis is a mechanic, and therefore he knows cars. Most people who read this, ok, one person who reads this will know that so this little interruption was for the rest of you who will not. Or will not have but will now. Whatever}

[He calls Travis. A conversation ensues. He hangs up.]

Me: So what did he say?

Him: That is was the battery.

[No sound]

Him: Give me a jump?

Me: Sure.

This kind of argument is common for us. I find them fun. Others no doubt find them annoying, but not me.

Men! Never listen when you are right. Sheesh!

Want to read something funny?

If your answer was yes, keep reading. If your answer was no, just leave...now...go!

Alright, for those of you still here, these are some Starwars pickup lines:

"Is that a double-sided lightsaber in your hand, or are you happy to see me?"

"Date, or date not -- there is no 'let's just friends be'."

"I will show you the true nature of the Force."

"If you're looking for a long-saber, I know where you can find one..."

"If I said you had a mint first-edition, still-in-box action figure, would you hold it against me?"

"Nice buns, Princess! On your head, that is."

"You will go home with me. It is unavoidable. IT IS YOUR DESTINY!!"

"I've discovered a whole new way to create a clone! Let's go back to my place and I'll show you."
“Who's your Jedi master? WHO'S your Jedi Master?"

I thought they were funny.

Quizzes...You Might want to skip to the next entry

2005-05-13T17:20:00.000-05:00

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

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Your Deadly Sins

Sloth: 60%

Lust: 40%

Envy: 20%

Gluttony: 20%

Greed: 20%

Pride: 20%

Wrath: 20%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 29%

You will get bugs, because you're too lazy to shoo them off. And then you'll die.

How Sinful Are You?

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Your #1 Match: INTP

The Thinker
You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can.Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge.Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat.A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it.
You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor.

Your #2 Match: ENTP

The Visionary
You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.
You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor.

Your #3 Match: INFP

The Idealist
You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.
You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.

Your #4 Match: INTJ

The Scientist
You have a head for ideas - and you are good at improving systems.Logical and strategic, you prefer for everything in your life to be organized.You tend to be a bit skeptical. You're both critical of yourself and of others.Independent and stubborn, you tend to only befriend those who are a lot like you.
You would make an excellent scientist, engineer, or programmer.

Your #5 Match: ISTP

The Mechanic
You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.To outsiders yous eem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.
You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.

What's" Your Personality Type?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You Are 25 Years Old

25

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You Are Incredibly Logical

(You got 100% of the questions right)

Move over Spock - you're the new master of logic
You think rationally, clearly, and quickly.
A seasoned problem solver, your mind is like a computer!

How Logical Are You?

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You Are Best Described By...

The Starry Night
by Vincent van Gogh

What Famous Work of Art Are You?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You have to admit, when I do something I do it well.

What first appears...

2005-05-13T17:05:00.000-05:00

...to be a sloppy or meaningless use of words may well be a completely correct use of words to express sloppy or meaningless thinking

I like that saying...it (sometimes) describes my writing.

I have a cold sore. I hate cold sores. They suck. They suck more than bad kissing and the line at the DPS on the last day to register to vote. And both of those suck royally.

I wrote an essay today. It was actually not bad considering it was an in class essay and the subject was sprung on me this morning. Luckily it was something that I have vast experience in. Car accidents.

Seriously.

That was my topic.

Someone thought I was engaged the other day. That is the reason for the truth statement below.

It was a rather odd situation. I know I look twenty something sometimes, but I don't always act it. And it was my boss, so she knows how old I am. Any way I just said that I got a ring this past weekend and she busted out with "Your engaged!?!?" to which the only possible reply is "Ummm...No."

I got two of my grades and, so far, my GPA is climbing in numerical value. You cannot see it but I am jumping for joy and erratically dancing to techno-type music.

Caption Planet had a green mullet. Have any of you thought about that. I used to think an animated man in tights who had a green mullet was cool.

That is a comforting, not at all creepy thought.

I apologize for the complete randomness of this post.

Truths I hold to be self evident

2005-05-11T09:00:00.000-05:00

1. Camera phones are never your friend, ever

2. Video phones are worse than camera phones

3. Life sucks sometimes

4. Studying sucks sometimes

5. Tests are a relief of stress on the teacher/professor's part

6. Junk mail is the bane of an e-mail account's existence

7. I am not engaged

8. Hard rock is addictive

9. Humor is a relative term

10. As is good

11. Reading is fun... and good

12. Bathing suits are the worst thing about summer

13. Fixing your hair takes too much damn time

14. Breakfast food is good at any time of the day

15. Especially Poptarts

16. Money is fun to have, but is usually not fun to earn

17. I am way to nice to most people

18. I am way to mean to the rest

19. Typing, painting, and destruction are the best ways to work out problems

20. World domination is imminent, beware

Lets talk politics

2005-05-09T08:52:00.000-05:00

Your Political Profile

Overall: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Social Issues: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Ethics: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal

How Liberal / Conservative Are You?

Wow, mostly liberal except for crime and punishment. And I'm from Texas! That is not surprising at all...

This quiz is so appropriate since I am supposed to be studying for gov't and Lori is here correcting my spelling and I gotta go!!!

Geeked again

2005-05-06T09:31:00.000-05:00

So many people have been posting about geeks or being geekish!

It is surprising how many fellow geeks there are out there.

Anyway, this is a bit o' quiz that I thought I would share.

Your Geek Profile:

Academic Geekiness: Highest

Fashion Geekiness: Highest

Geekiness in Love: High

General Geekiness: High

Movie Geekiness: High

Music Geekiness: High

SciFi Geekiness: High

Internet Geekiness: Low

Gamer Geekiness: None

How Geeky Are You?

Stress Relief

2005-05-05T16:54:00.000-05:00

Have you ever read something on the internet that made you soooo mad you could just punch the computer screen (I do not recommend that, it is painful as well as damaging to the computer)?

If you answer is a resounding "Yes!!" than I have the perfect link for you.

I like it quite a bit.

Lori, I could so see you using it on the planned parenthood homepage or the whatever action league place.

The best part is that it leaves no lasting damage, so you can not be prosecuted for using it to, say, shoot someone or bomb someone or have rather large wasps attack someone.

Use it wisely.

Speaking of which I just finished writing a five page paper defining the word wisdom. Can you see me writing a five page definition?

Well I did, and as much fun as that was I am so very glad that it is over.

One more week!!!

I got a new shirt yesterday and I like it. That should be obvious since I bought it, right?

It is a black T with an acid wash picture of Marilyn Monroe--kinda retro sloppyish, which is so me.

I also watched Candice dance (she was great, as usual) and I cannot wait until I am able to get back with the classes. I love to dance [in a pre-choreographed, practiced way most of the time (I do dance in an impromptu way occasionally, but only when I am alone)]!!!

I showed up to work an hour early today. An hour! That is valuable time. I could have slept.

Well enough of my overly mundane life and back to yours.

Not that yours in overly mundane, but...you get what I'm saying, right? Good, because I do not feel like explaining myself.

Here is a song for the road...

NINE INCH NAILS

"The Hand That Feeds"

You're keeping in step

In the line

Got your chin held high and you feel just fine

Because you do

What you're told

But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold

Just how deep do you believe?

Will you bite the hand that feeds?

Will you chew until it bleeds?

Can you get up off your knees?

Are you brave enough to see?

Do you want to change it?

What if this whole crusade's

A charade

And behind it all there's a price to be paid

For the blood

On which we dine

Justified in the name of the holy and the divine

Just how deep do you believe?

Will you bite the hand that feeds?

Will you chew until it bleeds?

Can you get up off your knees?

Are you brave enough to see?

Do you want to change it?

So naiveI keep holding on to what I want to believe

I can see

But I keep holding on and on and on and on

Will you bite the hand that feeds you?

Will you stay down on your knees? [8X]

Hope you enjoyed it.

Ta my absolutely darling dears!

Everybody now!

2005-05-02T17:58:00.000-05:00

BECK LYRICS

"E-Pro"

See me comin to town with my soul
Straight down out of the world with my fingers
Holding onto the devil I know
All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
Take your eyes and your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth off but look where you're aiming
Don't forget to pick up what you sow
Talking trash to the garbage around you

See me kickin the door with my boots
Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the back of your room
Handing out a confection of venom
Heaven's drunk from the poison you use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a comfort to you
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight

I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter

A week?

2005-05-02T12:01:00.000-05:00

It has been a whole week since my last update! A week!

That is usually something I get onto other people about.

Oh well, color me a hypocrite.

Soooo, how is life for all yall I have not communicated with? I hope it is good, and if it is not…well…sorry.

I had a pretty good week.

I learned the last bit of calculus I will ever use in cal 1. Woop!

I got paid. Woop x 2!

And I celebrated the birthday of a friend by going to see a movie that Adam’s fans everywhere have been nervously anticipating for quite a while. Woop^23465968!

We even had towels. How cool is that?

I can answer that for you, way cool.

The movie its self was pleasing. And it had hilarious musical numbers. However, it did not follow the book quite as well as I hoped. I really liked their interpretation of Ford, though. He was rather humorous. And used his towel well.

Which reminds me, Brian--I forgot to give you your gift. It is not anything big, but still, I have to get it to you. Really, the one I decided on is much better than the one I was going to get you (a pot of petunias, sure it’s funny, but walking around the mall with a potted plant did not sound like fun to me).

I am not going to say what it is, though. That would ruin the surprise.

I have two tests tomorrow and will be studying for one of them shortly. *sigh*

And I have to write a five page definition of wisdom. In an hour and forty minutes.

Lori is going to key west and is going to get me a t-shirt!

Ok, that’s all for now.

Ta! or So long and thanks for all the fish!

I figured it out!

2005-04-25T16:25:00.000-05:00

I know what that whole earth thing was about!

It was a drug deal.

Yes it was.

All that international tolerance and such was just a front for the chemically altered crack trading that was going on. In the earth, which just makes it so much worse.

And speaking of which the speaker on water conservation really pissed me off. Like soooo much.

She started talking about the poor dears that have to carry their water several kilometers (she actually admitted that she could not convert km into miles) and that is sad. And it made me sad.

So I was sad...Until she said " And [some amount] of the usable water is wasted on agriculture."

For those of you who may not know I was in the FFA for five years, was an officer for two, and (at one point in time) wanted to make it my livelihood.

Yes, that phrase made me mad, you know, just a little bit.

Wasted on agriculture my ass.

I really wanted to stand up and say something along the lines of

Do you like food (really this was an unnecessary question because one could easily see the crumbs on her sizable front)?
Do you like shelter (her glow in the dark skin was a tip of as to the answer to this question)?
What about clothing (duh)?
ALL of these things come from agriculture! Pull you head out and use your language correctly! Wasted, really now.

I could have accepted wasted in, but on...Oh my.

It was all I could do to stay seated.

Lubbock was fun, as always.

I got to climb rocks and eat snow cones and answer some of the strangest questions. I think that you, the reader, should be able to see these questions and draw your own conclusions about how strange they are coming from a 15 year old girl/ girls and in the presence of a 37 year old man who has known me for as long as I care to remember and taught me for several years.

Why does a horses' thing pop out like that?
Do boy's things do that too?
What is circumcision?
Have you ever done it, Sarah?
What does swag mean?
Do you want to go to a lan party?
What is a lan party?
Will we get to see dead people?
Do you think I am a slut?

Seriously, these are real questions, taken from real life situations.

All of them got answers, eventually. All of them.

There was one about which the girl child would not accept my answer and kept asking random people. She really did. Completely random people.

Which do you think it was that she felt an 18 year old female would not be able to give an accurate answer to? Can you guess?

Swag.

Of all the questions it was swag that got challenged. And I was right.

So ha to her!

It was really kind of funny though. There was a large ad for a lan party that said there would be free food, t-shirts, tournaments, and swag (which is from whence the question came). When I defined the word for her I happened to mention pirate's booty, so naturally the next words to leave her mouth were "free booty." That coupled with most of the above inquiries made this trip one of the most memorable ever.

And I have been on many trips.

Well that is all for now, yall come back now, ya hear.

Bye

Earth Day

2005-04-20T12:14:00.000-05:00

Today is Earth Day.

There is a giant inflatable earth in the middle of the library.

Odd. Someone just unzipped it and walked in. I wonder what is going on in there?

It is vary accurate in it's depiction of the surface of our planet, it even shows Mariana's trench.

Hey, there is also earth jeopardy and stuff. Cool.

They just came out.

Of our planet.

That is so weird.

I think I will go get a free t-shirt.

What?

Wow.

Srpska

My Babies!

Stuff and junk...again

NEWS FLASH!

So...

I'm It

Way too cool to pass up

Need to waste time?

Stella! Why did you leave me!?!?

Um, Crap

Time is precious, people

Hey there

Ok, I am back

It's been a while

*Update*

Here it is

Oh, my...

I found something fun

Wooo-hooo

There's nothing wrong with Ohio...

Things you learn from facebook

Band kids

just a test...

Holey crap!!!

Now?

*yawn*

Wicked

Well, I'm not on drugs any more

Courtesy of Brian!!

Ummm....

Oy vey!

Darn Contraption

Reminiscing

Vamps and Dog-boys

Boredom

Guess what

Why?

Not much

Woeful are we

Just Wondering

I have made a few changes...

*Squeal! *

I’m addicted to learning

Pause

Potter Puppet Pals

I have had some pretty crappy birthdays

Surprise, surprise

Nothing

Once, twice, three times a wrong number.

Update on the Greencard Guy

Wow

Things I have to do Before I Die

Yea, I can't really think of a title

Recipe for Disaster

I think I can

*Smacks Forehead*

Oops!

No

Do You Like Scary Movies?

My First Proposal

Par-tay!

Insert Title Here

12 Things You Didn't Know You Didn't Know

Tanya and Tessa’s B-Day Bash

Jubilance!

Crap!

To Blogger

Mo' funny

Just so you know and we are all clear and such

When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

stuff and junk

Heck yes I am!

This made me laugh at the absurdity of it all

*Stifled giggle*

I am sooo good at putting things off

This should be short

He, he, he, ha...

Boredom runs amuck

Update

yawn

Squeal!

Smacks Forehead

Stifled giggle