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Thursday, December 4th, 2008
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4:50 pm - moving day...
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I'm moving out tomorrow. I've been frantically putting everything in boxes, throwing things away, cleaning, you know, all that stuff that adults do when they move.
It's been quite a couple of years here. I have so many memories, some wonderful, some awful, some somewhere in between. Now that I am sitting down trying to remember some, my mind is drawing a blank. I hate it when that happens.
My brother is going to the Death Cab concert here in Baton Rouge tonight. How fitting. When I first moved to BR, Death Cab was my one and only love in life. I'm not kidding. Thank God for them, their early stuff was just genius, and even though that spark is gone, they still make music because, I suppose, it is what they are good at. So anyway. If Clint goes to LSU, maybe he will end up liking Death Cab, just like I did when I was but a babe in a brave new world. I just think it is strange that the day I move out, he is here, listening to the BAND THAT CHANGED MY LIFE. Oh, come on. You've all got one of those. Everyone does. Honestly, I've got several. But Death Cab holds a special place in my heart. Now I have "Passenger Seat" stuck in my head.
A lady I used to work with just called me and offered me a gig to train the new workers there. Um, bad timing, as I've been bored silly the past couple of weeks, and now I'm about to leave. I would've done it had she called like three weeks ago, though.
current music: Passenger Seat
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| Monday, November 24th, 2008
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9:04 pm - fandom meme...
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Name your top six TV shows right now, before reading the questions.
1. LOST
2. Mad Men
3. 30 Rock
4. ANTM
5. Jon & Kate + 8
6. Daria
1.) Who is your favorite character from #2?
I would say Joan. She has so much potential, but her society is not quite letting her realize it. And Don is just so beautiful.
2.) Who is your least favorite character from #4?
Wow, so many characters. I would say Paulina, she is an awful judge and she never really critiques, and it's obvious Tyra doesn't like her. Not that I would judge a person based upon whether or not Tyra likes her or not, but it is Tyra's show.
3.) What would a crossover between #1 and #5 include?
Sextuplets stranded on a mysterious island. Sign me up! Will the cuteness ever stop?
4.) Who is your favorite ship from #6?
Shipping. I was never a fan of shipping. So, Trent and Daria FTW!
5.) If you were to set one person from #3 and one person from #6 on a blind date, who would they be?
Tracy and Daria's Mom. That would be hot. I forget Daria's parents' names, probably because THEY WON'T PUT DARIA ON DVD!!! MTV SUCKS.
6.) If you could meet one person from #4 and spend the day with them, who would it be and what would you do?
I always liked Dani, Cycle 6 winner. She seems so down to earth and I called her winning from the first episode.
7.) If you could change one thing about #2's plotline, what would you change?
I want Betty to find out about ALL of Don's infidelities, not just Bobbie Barrett. Poor girl has to have an STD by now, thanks to that scumbag. Whom I LOVE.
8.) Explain a relationship between two people (not necessarily romantic) from show #5 and why you like the relationship between them.
Well, Jon and Kate, for instance. They could not be more different, and that is why it works. That's what I want out of life. And, I love Joel's interactions with pretty much everybody. He's redonkulous.
9.) If the lead title characters (first names in the credits) from #1 and #3 were both drowning, and you could only save one, who would it be?
Strangely enough, this occurred on LOST when Jackers had to save either Joanna or Boone. I suppose I would have to save Liz Lemon, because every single nerd boy in the universe would have my head on a stick were I to save Jackers. Plus, Matthew Fox is a horrible actor, but his acting is perfect for the WTF-fest that is LOST.
10.) If you could change the title characters' order in the credits for #4, what order would you choose?
I think every time someone is eliminated, their name should be removed from the credits. All those people get confusing. And I wished they still used the version of the theme song from Cycle 3, it was the best one. Yes, I'm lame.
11.) If you were able to add a new character, any kind of character you wanted, to the storyline of #6, what would the character be like, and what would their role be?
I'm sorry, you don't touch Daria. Shit was perfect.
12.) What happens in your favorite episode of show #2?
I like to think it hasn't happened yet, because season three will include Beatlemania, and I'm just waiting for Sally Draper to go hogwild. That said, the episode where Duck abandons his dog, Chauncey, was just devastating. I did not expect him to do that.
13.) If you could kill off one of the characters in #1, who would it be and how would you do it?
I would kill off Juliet, not because I dislike the character, I just feel like she has run her course, and I hope next season gives her a little more action. I mean, we had an entire episode in season 4 that just retold something we already knew: she had an affair with Goodwin. Who cares? We've been knowing that forever. So what if Goodwin was married at the time? And if you are going to do that, why have we not heard from Harper in forever? If Harper doesn't come back, what was the point of that episode? So she better come back and be of some importance later. If anyone kills Juliet, it would have to be Ben, because he has a hold over her. I don't know how he would do it, probably in some creepy way.
14.) If you got the chance to visit the set for either show #3 or show #5, which would you choose?
30Rock, because that would mean a trip to NYC. Somehow, invading the Gosselin's home just doesn't seem right.
15.) If you could date anyone from any of these shows, which show and which person would it be?
Trent Lane from Daria. Because....I think he needs no explanation.
And, now that I am finished, I can't believe I left out Family Guy! Pure genius. I think I'll watch an episode right now as I wait for the Hills to come on again later.
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| Saturday, November 22nd, 2008
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8:38 pm - stand by me...
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I'm a little drunk, my tailgating festivities have come to a close (perhaps for the last time ever?), and I have eaten wayyyy too much food for my belly. However, I am content. Hopefully tomorrow I will find the time to study some more, I haven't in a while. Argh.
Turns out the high school reunion is the same day as my GRE test. So, looks like I might have to reschedule the test. I mean, of all the days...
I have a sore throat and a headache. Headache is probably from the drinking, sore throat is because I am sick.
I'm a tad bit saddened that several friends didn't find it necessary to tell me happy birthday. I don't expect you to hang out with me, but a friendly note would have been great. I don't talk about it very much, but I have had a hard time trusting people in the past, and I think it's because the people closest to me don't seem to care one way or the other what is happening in my life. And I DEFINITELY don't mean everyone, I have got some fantastic friends, but some of my best friends don't live near me at all, so I guess I just assume the ones that do would give me a ring or a facebook note at the least. I love birthdays, I guess others don't. And I'm not trying to throw myself a pity party, I just don't get it. Maybe I care about people too much. I can't help it; that is how I was taught to act with my friends. I think the idea of having a birthday is such a special and beautiful thing; one day set aside just for you, but when a friend says she will go out with you to celebrate, and then the day comes, you call her, and she doesn't call you back, it's disheartening. Because I would be there for her were it her birthday. My feelings are hurt. I think from this hurt comes a new beginning, however. Maybe if I don't expect anything from anyone, I won't be let down.
I'm ok. I really am. I'm counting down the days that I will be living here, and it truly is time. I can't take my neighbors anymore, I'm at my wits end with them. They just arrived home, and I'm dreading what the night ahead will bring, because they have ZERO respect for me and my sleep needs.
I will miss Serge. That will be the hardest part. His friends are incredibly awesome too, I have nothing in common with them (all LSU runners) and yet you would think we have been friends forever. They're great, and they always include me in everything, and for that I am grateful.
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| Friday, November 21st, 2008
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1:21 pm - shopping...
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Went shopping this morning! Got jipped into buying a present that cost more than the sign said it would, and I didn't notice that until I left the store, but it's totes adorbs so whatev. My momsy will luv it. Now, I just need to buy for Clinto, Daddio, and Sergio. Probs Ash too. Ashlio.
TONS of cute guys working in the malllllllll! Too bad they ALL couldn't let me just shop they had to come over and bother me about whatever I was looking at. They were like red-tailed hawks, I tell you. Tobias shout out! Dudes and Dudettes who work in the mall: I have gotten through life thus far making my own decisions, I don't need you to make them for me. If I need your help, I will ask for it. Don't make this Christmas thing bigger than it already is. I think what I am getting at is that I need to not move to Lafayette but to some Scandinavian country, because by all accounts their way of life is just better, dammit.
The party upstairs lasted until midnight. I curse you with beer bellies for life, you fiends! Then see who will want to marry you! NOBODY! Or, everybody, because I'm the only person I know who would pass up a millionaire if he had a beer belly. Anyone who likes beer that much is just SICK. AND QUIT PLAYING BASKETBALL IN YOUR APARTMENT! YES, I CAN HEAR YOU, YOU MISCREANTS!!!!! Obs these people are getting to me. I've been back home a day and I can't quit ranting about them. Oy vey.
That being said, it is T-minus twoish months until LOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where the hell is Claire???? We shall see!!!!!!!!! Except we won't because I heard she won't be back all next season. Whatevs. Seeing her in the cabin was the biggest shock of last season, bigger than Alex's murder, in my opinion. That show is trippy, man. So excited. Except I saw a screenshot with Sawyer holding Juliet's hand. Um, no! And I'm not even a Skater. I'm not a Jater either, I think love subplots on the show are boring and used up. More mythology please!
current mood:  chipper
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| Thursday, November 20th, 2008
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8:05 pm - recently...yes, that's a dave matthews album, yet strangely approrpiate
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Hello. I thought I would update considering I don't do so much of that anymore. The past month has been the most chill of my entire life. No work and all play makes Rami a dull girl, excuse me, WOMAN, considering I am officially 24 years old and that sounds decidedly OLD. I don't like being dull. I always assumed that were I to ever find myself with some time off, I would just listen to music and read for the duration. Mostly, I've just been wasting time trying to study for the GRE, but tripling my vocabulary has proved somewhat daunting. I am not at the point in my studies that I thought I would be at this point, but I just needed 60 more points to get to where I need to be score-wise-
PARDON ME. MY UPSTAIRS NEIGHBORS HAVE INTERRUPTED MY REGULARLY SCHEDULED ENTRY TO BRING US A ROUSING RENDITION OF TI'S "YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE," ENTIRELY TOO LOUDLY. WE NOW RETURN YOU TO SOMETHING 9,000,000 TIMES MORE IMPORTANT.
-so I'm really not all that worried. Ok, train of thought derailed.
Sometimes I find myself enormously frustrated with how my life has played out. I keep telling myself perhaps there is something better up ahead, but I am just terrified of being alone or lonely forever. Then I watch Discovery Health Channel, and in addition to learning something fascinating, I see that I really don't have it all that bad. I just wish I had a soulmate, but, see, here's the rub-there are people who would jump at the chance to be my soulmate, but the sheer definition of soulmate is the reflection of one's soul seen in another. And I think I would know who that was. So if I haven't told you you're my soulmate lately, odds are you aren't. And I'm never gonna change my mind on that, because throughout my life, I haven't really been wrong all that often, and doing the right thing day to day carries over into my personal life. I truly believe there is someone out there for me, but please, if I have told you in the past I don't like/love you, I don't. I wouldn't lie.
I know people might comment, "Rami, don't wait for a soulmate, they don't exist, blah blah blah." I just can't see myself settling. Plus, my mom told me I don't have to settle, and she knows me better than you, so there.
I think all this stems from my impending relocation from Baton Rouge to Lafayette. I know I have a support system here, however small, and losing that will be a transition, to say the least. I'm glad I will be nearer to my family, and I will get a new job, for at least a little while, so that will be a new adventure. I'm just scared that there will be nights where I just can't stand being alone anymore, and I won't have anyone my age to turn to. I HATE being alone. And it seems like that is the way the cookie crumbles. I wish I could be the way I used to be, grateful to be alone, to do my own thing, to read my books...but things change.
I think the feeling I am trying to get away from is...apprehension. Wanting something to happen, and worried that it never will.
30Rock is on!
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| Saturday, November 8th, 2008
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1:31 am - at my wits end...
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I don't know what else to do right now, except write about what just happened. I called my brother about it, as he is the only person that I know is awake right now, and he calmed me down a bit, but I am still quite emotional.
I spent the evening with Serge and Heather and Michelle. After leaving hanging out with them, I'm rounding the corner of my apartment complex and what do I see parked in my spot? A giant RV. IN MY SPOT. Yes, I have 2 spots, and only 1 car, but they are both MINE, AND I DON'T SEE WHY THAT IS SUCH A DIFFICULT CONCEPT TO COMPREHEND.
Some of the boys that live upstairs were outside as I drove up, so I said, "Do ya'll know who is parked here? Can you get them to move it!???!?!?"
Well, they weren't the people who parked there, those people were not there at the moment, so I said, "Move it or I will have it towed (not really knowing if RVs are able to be towed, but I digress)." Well, I said it much angrier than that, and there was cursing, but dammit, those are my spots. I also mentioned the cigarette butts all over my lawn. I was told that it would be moved or I would get $20 rent, and that the cigarette thing would stop. Yeah, my ass.
Well, they finally started moving the RV, and what do they do? They HIT THE CAR behind them!!!!! Now, I am a witness to someone's car being hit!!! WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO NOW?????
I AM AT MY WITS END, AND I JUST CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. FUCK YOU BATON ROUGE, I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. I AM GOING BACK TO MY HOME, LAFAYETTE.
current mood:  bitchy
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| Monday, November 3rd, 2008
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8:46 pm - Dancing in the moonlight...
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So. I leave for dancing early tonight, because, well, if you've attempted to drive down Burbank to go anywhere in the past few weeks, you know that they are working on widening the roads or something, and they've taken to making one lane of traffic wait until the opposite lane has let a ton of cars go and it takes FOREVER to get to the mall or Perkins Rowe or wherever it is you are trying to get to. So, I leave about a half hour early, knowing full well that either A) I will get to dance class too early to function because they aren't working on the roads at the moment or 2) I will end up being late for class even though I left early because the whole road situation is ridiculous and they let entirely too many cars go one way and not the other. Well, choice A ended up happening, so I sit in my car for a few minutes until like 8:10 and I'm like, screw this I'm going get a hot chocolate. So, I go across the street to Starbucks (whenever I hear the word Starbucks, I immediately visualize unicorns bucking in a field of tigerlilies while stars shoot across the sky. I guess that's just me), get my hot chocolate, and go back to the dancing parking lot, all of this taking about two minutes. So, from 8:12 to 8:25 I sit in my car, drink my hot chocolate, and play a little Tetris on my cellular phone. Demo version naturally. At 8:25 I step into the studio, and the owner, sitting on one of the couches, goes, "D'oh! I called every one else, I must have forgot to call you! Christina is sick and Leah can't stay late to teach, so there's no class this week." Well, she didn't say D'oh, but she could have and it would have fit perfectly. So. It was all for naught. But, I almost beat my high score in Tetris. Best game ever made, btw. So. Yeah.
Enough about me! I can't believe it is finally Election Day tomorrow! Everyone get out and vote vote vote!
Oh! I almost forgot. So after I leave I call Heather, just in case she didn't know there wasn't any class either. She didn't. Which means the lady didn't call her either. Which means, she didn't call everyone else. Which makes me wonder if they even have a roster of all of our names at all. Strange way to run a business. Once again, the way people run their businesses makes me go "hmm."
current mood: frustrated
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| Monday, October 27th, 2008
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12:10 am - It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you...
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When you haven't written in your journal in a while, it is almost impossible to create a post that flows the way your others used to. For one, I'm a little rusty on the typing, and in these two sentences have backspaced much more than you would think considering I just got out of an administrative type job. Wait, got out of, y'say? Yeppers, I have done the craziest thing possible and QUIT MY JOB. When I say it wasn't for me, I think that was the understatement of the century. For one thing, there was never anything to do. EVER. I really think there is a problem with how a business is run when everyone in the office not in a managerial position is practically begging their superiors for something, anything, to do. Like I told our intern, Jodie, when she attempted to ask a coworker if she could complete some of his work and he refused: We never get any work as it is, so when there is some we all pounce on it and get totally agitated when someone else asks to help complete it, or, when a superior assigns our work to someone else. It is just frustrating, and I am not the only person who has quit or is quitting, but I was the first of the batch to do so, and it took a lot of guts, and several people followed suit. It reminds me of the time when I quit my sorority and suddenly everyone else started quitting as well. I guess I am just a trendsetter like that.
And, in other news, I am MOVING BACK TO LAFAYETTE. Yes. Back to Laf. Maybe I'm crazy, I don't know, but I do know I miss my family a lot, and none of us are getting any younger, so why not spend some time with them? I mean, Clint is basically an adult, and the last time I saw him he was knee-high to a grasshopper. Ok, not really, but it feels like I missed out on his childhood. Now that he is old enough to actually be a cool person, I want to be around for that. Also, I get to decorate my new place!!!
And, because I'm going back to Lafayette, I thought to myself, what the hell, why not go to Grad school at UL??? Cause I've lost all of my brain cells apparently, and could stand to lose a few more. I'm excited, and yes, I know, it's going to be a lot of work, but I've thought it out, and I think it's the right path for me. Plus, there are so many crazies in the world (if my job was any indication) that there is bound to be lots of opportunities for me when I get out.
I sort of wish I was moving to Lafayette with my husband or something, cause that seems to be the thing to do lately, move back to Lafayette with your husband, but I don't have one. And I'm ok with it, because I really believe it'll happen someday.
I'm watching 17 Kids and Counting. They pretty much just said they don't listen to Rock music. Um, wow. I can stand all the other stuff they believe in, but no music? No Beatles? Srsly?
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| Monday, September 8th, 2008
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11:55 pm - ramen...and other things...
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I'm eating my ramen so late because A)I felt like staying up and B)I went to my very first dance class this evening and boy are my arms tired. I mean, boy, I am out of shape and it kicked my ass. I thought I did a very good job though, and everyone was totally awesome. And by awesome I mean refreshingly nice. I didn't know I was such a good dancer. Well, I knew it, but I haven't danced in forever, I didn't make Sparklers (twice), and my memories of dancing as a child mostly consisted of other kids acting up in class, the teachers reprimanding them, and me wishing we would learn more, which, in retrospect, could have perhaps helped me achieve my dream of becoming a Sparkler (well, it didn't become my dream until I read about the tryouts in the school newspaper), but, whatever. Not making Sparklers was one of the defining moments of my life, because Cheerleading was what I was supposed to do. But now, in my old post-college age, dancing seems like a good way to keep the pounds off. And I've still got it.
Plus, it was something I loved before I realized that it was possible for me to like a boy and him not like me back. So, it's nice to get back to that.
I'm having a Brittany Murphy week. Yesterday I watched 8 Mile, today I watched Little Black Book, and now King of the Hill is on. I'm not a loser I swear. I swear that particular swear a lot, don't I?
I've been getting back into Neopets.....omg I am a loser. But this time I only made one pet so I can spoil her with books and better food and whatnot. Once I get a lot more money I plan on adopting one more. Yes, it's possible to adopt Neopets. There's something so 00's about that, isn't there?
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| Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008
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11:04 pm - Gustav...what language is that anyways?
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Well. If you find yourself evacuating, don't think that going to Shreveport is going to save your life. It isn't. Stupid me was a in a cabin in the woods with TREES ALL AROUND ME. Not my fault, the fam decided to go there, but next time we're going to think twice about going anywhere near where the storm is, cause those things have a way of turning at the last second. I've never actually thought I was going to die (except that planeride from Atlanta) but imagining a tornado picking me up or a tree falling on my house gave me a scare for sure.
That said, being home with the fam for a week has me getting fatter and fatter. I need exercise. I think I'm going back to Baton tomorrow so perhaps I'll get on my treadmill. I don't have work for the rest of the week, so there's that. Not working is nice, but gaining weight isn't. Any kind of activity is better than none I do believe.
I've been reading: The Meaning of It All by Richard Feynman and The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett. After I'm done (won't be long. I've had a lot of down time) I plan on planning on my future some more. That is always exciting.
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| Thursday, August 28th, 2008
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10:34 pm - gew...
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My upstairs neighbors could be the loudest human beings in the history of the world. They've also been parking in my spot and leaving beer cans in my yard. I HATE FRESHMEN!@!@##@! I miss my old neighbors. I'd only hear them every now and again when their dog would go up the stairs. My walls are freaking shaking.
I think it's funny that now that Bush is about to be out of office, Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert have switched to taking shots at Obama. In fact, McCain was a guest several thousand times on The Daily Show. On the other hand,I don't think that Obama would have a shot in hell without these two television personalities. I think they riled up the youth of our nation (yeah, I thought of that song too) to the point where we all wanted something different. Maybe I'm completely wrong, but I know I never liked politics until I thought of them in a funny way. However, after listening to Bush talk for five seconds I knew he was a complete idiot, I didn't need those funny men to tell me so. But, it helped.
Today, I realized that a decision I made positively affected a person in such a way that she made a similar decision that will no doubt improve her quality of life. I'm very glad about this fact, and I feel that a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I thought I had let this person down, when in fact I believe I gave her the courage to do what she needed to do. This particular unfolding of events seem to be occurring more and more often in my life. I'm not bragging at all either. I'm just stating a fact. I think whatever advice I have to give people is usually in their best interest and I'm quite talented at dispensing it when necessary. I believe I have found my niche.
I'm gonna kill these kids. I hate everything that they stand for.
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| Monday, August 25th, 2008
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9:45 pm - musings...
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Tonight as I'm alone for the first night in a long time, maniacally cleaning my living room (it's never looked better, or more vacant) watching One Tree Hill, The Hills, and Family Guy, in that order, perusing Jezebel.com, wondering if everything that happened today really happened, I'm reminded of something a fellow cheerleader said many moons ago. Or like five years. She had just broken up with her boyfriend, and she was upset about it, but the thing that stood out for me, and I've never forgotten, was that she said, "When I was with my boyfriend, I never felt more safe."
I'm ok with being alone, this isn't the first time and it isn't the last, but the thing about having a roommate is that when you break up with your boyfriend they are still there to hang out with you and make you feel safe. I don't have a roommate or a boyfriend anymore. I don't feel unsafe (in fact, the new rambunctious upstairs freshmen neighbors of mine are somewhat comforting), I just know that on some evening after viewing a scary movie or two I won't be able to sleep, and there won't be anyone there with me to make me forget that I'm scared. I'm looking forward to the day when those fears will permanently be a thing of the past.
Time for a shower. Maybe sometime soon I will be able to talk about what else happened today, but what with the power of the internets I feel that would be an unwise decision at the moment. No worries, nothing serious, I would just like to discuss it with myself and my teeming minions (you all). Pero, no es posible.
Dooce.com just discussed her six-year anniversary. It's a sweet entry. You should read it.
Like on another day when I was totally numb/confused, today all I wanted to listen to was the crap they play on 96.5 and 93.7. There is nothing like Ozzy Osbourne biting the heads off of live animals to take your mind off things.
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| Friday, August 22nd, 2008
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9:35 pm - feeling creative this evening...
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I put in some Amy Winehouse (I love her, I hope she doesn't die) and a little Camera Obscura and just painted tonight, man. I've been feeling a tad heavy the last couple of weeks, ok, the whole summer, and it wasn't exactly my fault, so now that I have a little free time I just felt like chilling out by myself and painting. I have a new paint style, mostly because I'm too lazy to go to the store and buy a new paintbrush. I just used this old piece of plastic (recycling!) and pasted pictures of large flowers onto the cardstock before I started and I chose colors that complemented the flower quite nicely. I'm only truly happy with how one of them turned out (I did four) but the other three were warmups. I love transferring the mixed up files of my brain onto something tangible. Or visible. I love my brain, but sometimes it can be a little too much for even me to handle. I have to expel some of the activity. It brings me back to Ms. Dalme's class (or, as my dad referred to her, Ms. Dalmatian). All we did was paint. She would teach us a unit on a famous painter and then we would attempt to replicate one of their masterpieces. I loved that class. Good God, it made me who I am today. That and other things. But mostly that class. I never felt normal until I met other kids like me, in gifted class.
I have so many plans for the next couple of years. I really hope they come to fruition. I feel like a lot is riding on whether or not my future turns out the way I'm planning, and while I know too well it probably won't, it can't hurt to hope.
I'm so jealous of singers in bands. I mean, sweet bejebus they get to sing ALL THE TIME. And if they're popular, they get paid for it. I want Camera Obscura to come to America dammit! I love singing along with songs and thinking, hey, I could do this. Too bad I'm always struck with a case of crippling stage fright when I sing. Bring on the booze then!
Sometimes I think when I'm singing, hey, yeah, I could sing this, but could I ever write a song that comes close to how utterly amazing this one is? Lately I've been so self confident (I know! Me, self confident. I must be growing up) that I actually have to stop a moment and think, hey wait, you aren't half as talented as you fancy yourself to be. Of course, most of the songs that mean the most to people don't have the cleverest lyrics in the world, they just speak to your heart. I think that's where Death Cab went wrong. When they were young and angsty (sp?) their music was relatable, and now that they're married with kids and have everything they could ever want it all just falls a little flat, their whole schtick. I'm over it, I bet everyone else is too. And yet, they had the number one album for like a week on Billboard, so what the hell do I know. A lot of the people I know who are Death Cab fans have never listened to their early stuff, just their adult comtemp stuff they've made lately. Oh well. The old songs were killer. They're missing out.
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| Friday, August 1st, 2008
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1:59 pm - once more, with feeling...
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Ok, the tiniest clap of thunder, and now two coworkers have mentioned how awful that is to me. I AM NOT CRAZY! THESE PEOPLE NEED TO GET A LIFE! IT'S JUST RAIN!
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12:00 pm - yesterday....(do you like my subject lines? they're silly)
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I've been watching So You Think You Can Dance all season long. What I love (the dancing and the obvious connections between the dancers, it's totally sweet) is sometimes overshadowed by the bitching of the judges, so most of the time I watch the show on mute. But the dances this season have been particularly beautiful, they even move me to tears sometimes. That has never happened prior to this season, most of the time the dancers are full of technical skill but the drive, desire, and passion to dance just aren't there, and I had all but given up on the show until this new group came along. Last night, two of my favorites got eliminated, Mark and Chelsi. I figured neither would win, tween girls have a bad habit of voting for the cool boys as opposed to the actually talented ones, so Twitch would stay and Mark would go. Chelsi surprised me a bit, but Courtney has seriously BEEN DANCING HER HEART OUT the past couple of weeks and it is showing, and I guess Americur thought so too. Yes, I spelled America wrong because that is how Cat Deeley says it. She used to pronounce dance "dawnce," but I suppose she has lived in Vegas long enough to switch to "dance." I really think Katee, who ABSOLUTELY BROUGHT IT earlier in the competition, just doesn't have that spark anymore, and her ability to make up her own routines just isn't there. I thought maybe people would notice this and vote for Chelsi instead, because for me, Chelsi had been that silent force just waiting to take over the world, ahem, I mean show. She is an absolute showwoman, and will no doubt get a job in 3.5 seconds. Mark will do well too, you can tell he absolutely loved every minute of being on SYTYCD. Joshua and Twitch are great, but they are a little boring. Courtney is who I am rooting for now. But I'm going to put my money on Joshua winning it.
This brings me to a conclusion: I'm a lazy ass fan! I watch this show and it moves me and I love it, but in the history of reality television, I have never voted in a vote! If I want Courtney to win, I better get to it!
current music: Magical Mystery Tour (I can't get it out of my head)
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| Tuesday, July 29th, 2008
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12:33 pm - recently...
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I watched How I Won the War. John was the only good thing about it, and you couldn't really understand most of what he said, but it cracked me up anyway. It was quite sad at the same time, I'm pretty sure they intermingled actual war footage with regular movie. It put things into perspective. I liked that the dead soldiers each had a color, like they were little army men in a playset.
I got (presumably) a raise! Can't wait to see whether that comes to fruition.
I thought I had more, yesterday seemed like a chock-full day, but I can't think of anything else right now.
current music: something corporate
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| Friday, July 25th, 2008
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11:55 pm - recently...
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I've been putting all my cd's on my ipod. I've had my ipod since December. Yeah, I know that doesn't really make sense.
I was in Houston the past two weeks, I'm exhausted, and I get a week off and then two more weeks there. It's a good exhausted, but we have to wake up too damn early. I can't really handle that. I would make a lousy farmer.
My system is on coffee overload. I am not even tired yet, and I haven't really chilled in two weeks. Damn caffeine.
I'm watching That 70's Show. Yum.
I hung out with the ladies I used to work with tonight. And all their new student workers. They were loud. The new workers, that is. I miss Sumi and Erin and Laura. They are my girls fa real yo. Just chill like me.
I saw Mamma Mia with my other friend Erin this past week in Houston. Oh Lord. Worst. Movie. Ever.
I saw the Dark Knight too. Um. It was good. I wish I was a boy so I could truly enjoy it. Or that I had not read spoilers. I also hate gunshots and suspense. They scare me. So. I wasn't amazed. The whole Lao plotline lost me. I also read on Perez that Maggie was awful as Rachel, so if I hadn't read that I wouldn't have been waiting for her to suck. Aaron Eckhart was great. Much better than in Thank You For Smoking, but I think that movie was ruined by the loser kid they got to play his kid. I forget names. As for Heath (because I love him), he completely transformed himself, and that is what Oscar nominations are made of. Good for him. Would the movie have been lauded as much or done as well if he had not died? Of course not. I'm so over this comic book-into-movie phenomenon we have going on recently. But, Heath stole the show.
I'm pretty sure Caylee Anthony is dead. That bites. Cute as a button. It's all chance, this life thing. She could have had a great life. I hope I'm wrong.
I'm exhausted. Over and out.
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| Saturday, July 5th, 2008
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4:19 pm - sha la la la...
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| Friday, July 4th, 2008
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7:37 pm - a little less wisdom is in my head...
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I got my wisdom teeth out on Monday morning. They still hurt, mostly because I've got a giant lump growing on one of them (I'm going to the surgeon again tomorrow) so hopefully that will make them feel better. I have been in the worst mood ever, being a total bitch to everyone I know who is trying to help me, but dammit I feel like shit and I'm always the nice one, so for once in my life people are going to have to deal with me being a meanie!
I've been so drugged up, I've been halucinating. It hasn't been pretty, and I'm pretty sure last night I had a trist with Jason Bateman, while the sky turned green and bats flew all around us. Yeah.
The drugs are also making me nostalgic. What doesn't, you ask? I don't know.
Everyone I know went to the 'Moon last night for some dancing. I couldn't. That improved my mood immensely. Of course, little did I know that in a few short hours I would have the evening of a lifetime with the guy who's sister was on Growing Pains.
Serge is coming over in a few. I'm still in a shitty mood so that should be fun.
Yesterday I saw on the news some kid lost his legs in Iraq, but, luckily, there's some new wheelchair they invented that can get him up stairs. Cool! Who needs legs, when we can go to war, lose them, and still get up stairs alone? I love America. Happy birthday, bitch.
I suppose I should be grateful that the lump on my tooth is not both my legs missing. It still hurts like a motha.
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| Thursday, June 26th, 2008
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4:18 pm - oh bother. i luv these things...
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1) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
Yeppers.
2) What was your dream growing up?
Own a pet shop, be an astronaut. Wow, those are completely different.
3) What talent do you wish you had?
Play an instrument. Any one.
4) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
Rum and coke. Chocolate martini. Pick your (my) poison.
5) Favorite vegetable?
Potato.
6) What was the last book you read?
That's hard to say. Current book is The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay.
7) What zodiac sign are you?
Scorpio.
8) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
Earrings. No tats, but never say never.
9) Worst Habit?
Being bitchy. To everyone.
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
No way, rapist!
11) What is your favorite sport?
To watch? Golf and gymnastics. To play?........
12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?
Both.
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
Be totally awkward and think to myself, should I talk? Should he talk? Oh well, I guess I'll just stare at the ceiling.
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
Everything that I thought was the worst thing to ever happen has lost its status as the worst thing ever, cause it really was just me overreacting.
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
I cross my eyes whenever I see patterns.
16) Do you have any pets?
Yes, a fish, Princess Mononoke Leilani Rudy LeBlanc the First.
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
Crazy!
18) What was your first impression of me?
A bit wordy?
19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
Cute....sometimes.
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
I would magically becomes edgier.
21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
Conscience.
22) What color eyes do you have?
Green with brown in the middle.
23) Ever been arrested?
Nope. I've dated people who have been though so I've got some street cred.
24) Bottle or can soda?
Both!
25) If you won £10,000 today, what would you do with it?
Buy clothes. Donate to charity.
26) THERE IS NO 26. WHO STOLE MY 26? OUTRAGE!
Get over yourself.
27) What's your favorite place to hang at?
The Max.
28) Do you believe in ghosts?
Nope.
29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
Piddle around on the internet.
30) Do you swear a lot?
Yes. More than my mom would want me to.
31) Biggest pet peeve?
People who yap. and yap. and yap.
32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
Unique.
33) Do you believe in/appreciate romance?
Sure thing.
35) Do you believe in God?
I have my moments.
36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
Do what the same? Creepster.
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