And the Reason I'm Not Religious?

This is why.

My friend Joe put this in one of the comments, but I think everyone should view this, not just because of the hilarity of it. Seriously, this is one of the reasons that I am so turned off to religions, the fact that people can be so intolerant of others peoples beliefs, just because they're not the same. No one knows the answers, no one knows who is right. So how can someone be wrong?

Jesus, if I were one of her daughters, I think I would have denounced God right in front of her when I saw her ripping up a homemade card. That's not being a "Spiritual Warrior", that's just being fucking rude.

I Would Just Like to Say...

My cell phone contract ended, and now I have the new Razor phone and...

I just bought a $100 Chrome Messenger bag.

I am the essence of "The Shit."


Thank You.

Whoa....

Check out the video

And to think that she can be so naughty....

Interesting

Now that people will know this, they'll think it's gross, when before it was perfectly fine.

Back From the Shire

Yes, as Ian calls it, I'm back from "The Shire." I went home to Iowa last weekend and spent some time in State Center. It felt good to be home as I hadn't been home since Thanksgiving. I spent a couple nights by myself; I love just sitting around and watching tv while I'm home. On Saturday night, Rachel and I headed to Iowa City to meet up with Jay. When we got to Iowa City, he greeted us in purposefully ripped jeans, a faux-mohawk, and a green and white striped rugby with the collar unfolded. Yeah.... Upon placing our bags in his room, we came to discover that he had a 10-week old Chihauha running around his room. The little bugger was quite cute and then we asked the name. The dog's fucking name is "Armani." Ok..this is definitely not the Jay I used to no. Ok, so he's gay now (he claims he's ONLY bi), but still! He never used to be really into fashion or anything of the like. And suddenly he names a dog Armani??? He's totally buying into the stereotypical gay culture.
That night we ended up going to a Gay Club. I had the fortune of seeing my ex-boyfriend dance groin to groin with other gay boys. I just kept wanting to tell them, "Hey! I'm his ex-girlfriend!" For the most part, Rachel and I just danced together, but later on some Indian boy started dancing with me, which was fun. At one point he turned me around, put his back to me, and he started getting down and was dancing against me. Heh, he was a better dancer than me.
So now I'm back. And it's sad. I want to be back home. I feel bad about staying away for so long for it's obvious my dad really misses me, though he never says. My dad and I have never had a relationship in which we really talked to one another; or at least we've never shared our feelings. And it's not like we've had a bad relationship; you couldn't be further from the truth. But as I spend more time away, I find that my dad and I are talking more. We're not sharing feelings or anything, but there's just more talking. It's nice, I enjoy it. That's all I'm going to say.

I've got pictures posted! www.fotki.com/jellofat

"Hey Pretty Lady"

Dave's phone was off as I tried calling him on my way over to his place last night. I was thinking of how I was going to get into his place for the apartment complex he lives in is quite big with many entrances and from previous observations, I hadn't noticed any "buzzer systems." When I got there, his phone was still off and I thought about creeping up to their window to knock on it, but decided I didn't want to be quite so creepy, especially after JUST meeting him and his roommates. I drove around to the other side and fornuately one of the doors was open for someone was moving in. I parked my car and as I walked up to the door, a young black man stood at the side of the truck and watched as I approached. "Hey there pretty lady" he said. I just smiled and said "hi."
As I walked through the door, we walked after me a bit, "Hey, what's your name? I'm your new neighbor."
I called back, "Liz."
"I'm Sean." (or Shawn?)

I think it's rather funny that it happened for I've been telling Dave my random stories about getting hit on. Just another one!

Someone call Someone a "Dick"?

And here I am nursing a fat lip after a "battle" with Tony. Oh...and check out the new haircut.

Happy New Haircut to me...again.

I met a new boy last night. His name is Dave. And...well, I really have nothing too good to say about that whole meeting.

: ) Alright, so I met up this new guy last night who I met on myspace. It's been awhile since I've just met up with some random person and it felt good to dive back into it. I headed over to his place near Uptown where he thrust a Blue Moon in my hand in a feeble attempt to get me drunk. (What he would have done if his plan had succeeded... Guess I won't know until tonight when I WILL get fucking plastered.) (Alright...I SHOULD stop worrying the "fam") But yeah, we sat back with some beer and had some "chit-chat", as people call it. I told stories about creepy guys hitting on me at Target and we listened to music and dicked around on the internet looking at (and mocking) myspace profiles.

His roommates came home a little later; Travis and Adam. I found Travis to be quite hilarious, though he never really tried to be funny. Adam was really cool too; he made me feel really comfortable and was easy to talk to. He also gave me one of the nicest compliments I've ever received when he told me that I seemed "like a really cool person." He said this after I told him that I don't really have any friends up here. And then he told me I should come and hang out more there. Yeah...I see what he's trying to do; he's being all nice and friendly because his groin is itchy and he just wants some action. : )

A guy named Ben came over later...I hope that was his name. I guess he's well known among graffiti artists and Dave was telling me that his work is all over Minneapolis. He showed me some pictures of his stuff and though I'm no expert on graffiti, I think it's quite good. It's very detailed and fine, not something you usually see with graffiti. But yeah, look for him, I guess his trademark is that he puts whiskers on his "characters." (God, I hope I'm not getting this wrong.) Yeah, he was an interesting boy. I guess he was in an unfriendly mood; Dave and I were laughing as Ben and Adam were bickering in the kitchen like a married couple. "Why are you getting bitchy with me?"

Around 3 am, Adam left with a backpack full of spray paint, and I felt sooo jealous. I love just doing random shit at odd times, but as it's winter, my spontaneity levels need some refueling. After that, Dave and I settled down in warm blankets and watched Aqua Teen Hunger Force. But as it was around 4 am and we had some beer in our system, we were sleepy...and indeed, we fell asleep. So I ended up staying there last night for I felt too lazy to pull my petite self from the warm embrace of the blankets. And so this morning I left his place around 10; he headed to work and I met up with Tony to watch Pittsburgh beat down the Colts.

Tonight I shall head to the 7th St. Entry...for the first time...and watch Dave's roommates' band play a show.

It better be worth my time.

Bored

1. When u looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? ~ I really should go and get my hair cut shorter

2. How much cash do you have on you?~ I have four dollars, but Tony owes me $14

3. What's a word that rhymes with "TEST"~ best, rest...dur?

4. Favorite planet?~ You know, I don't think I ever really had one...maybe Neptune because it doesn't "spin" like all the other ones

5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?~ Jake is the 4th person on my received calls, but I didn't miss it...
6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?~ Don't have a favorite..I would like to get Gorillaz "Dare" but I can't; right now I have Beastie Boys "Sabotage"

7. What shirt are you wearing?~ I just got up and so I just put on a zip up green hoodie

8. Do you "label" yourself?~ No, I can't think of what I would even call myself

9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing.~ Hello Kitty Slippers

10. Bright or Dark Room?~ depends on the time and my mood

11. What do you think about the last person who took this survey?~ Joel? I had a huge crush on him when I was in middle school

13. What were you doing at midnight last night?~ watching the end of "What About Bob"

14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?~ From Rachel: "Yeah, I think I have tosilitus or something. Now that I put that image in your mind, goodnight!"

15. Where is your nearest 7-11?~ Don't know that I've seen one up here.

16. What's a saying that you use a lot?~ Probably "Balls" and "Ball Sac" It's an inside joke between Tony and I; his roommate hates it, but his roommate can die

17.Who told you they loved you last?~ Probably Tony. Family knows not to tell me such things

18. Last furry thing you touched?~ Uhh...My cat, Leeloo

19. How Many Drugs Have You Done In The Past three Days?~ I don't think I've even taken Ibuprophen (sp?)

20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?~ Three from my trip to and from Seattle; now that I've gone digital, I feel like a tool paying to get my film developed

21. Favorite age you have been so far?~ Seventeen, I LOVED the thought of being "illegal"

22. Your worst enemy?~ Oh God, who would that be? You know, I don't really have a real enemy. Any takers? Wait...any girl who might woo Tony's heart

23. What is your current desktop picture?~ This is my roommates computer, and it's a fish. On my cell phone I have an unflushed toilet

24. What was the last thing you said to someone?~ "Bye" when my roommate left last night

25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly, which would you choose?~ I'd fucking fly! Or maybe I could take the million, and then spend a million bucks on the first ever surgery to get wings

26. Do you like someone?~ Dur, that's an obvious questsion

Nothin'

It's 1:30 am and I'm up, and I don't really have anything better to do. I told myself I'd read some of "Angela's Ashes" before I went to bed last night, but now I might not read as much as I had previously planned to. Oh well.

Tony and I watched "Raging Bull" last night. The only thing we got from that movie is: It's ok to beat your woman when she's not treating you right, or doesn't seem to be treating you right.
No, we got more out of it than that. Like, boxing is a quite glorious sport.

I'm going to do some free laundry tomorrow. Thank God, it has been soooo long.

Next Thursday I'm visiting good ol' Iowa again. It's been a couple months since I've been home last and now I need to go and celebrate X-Mas. Friday night, Rachel and I are probably going to head down to Iowa City to visit my ex and party with him. Hopefully he doesn't try to get me involved into any sort of same-sex orgies or nude modeling. (Can you believe I dated this guy?) I'll take pictures, and share them (and hopefully some funny stories too) with you.

But that's in a week, and until then...I hope something worth talking about happens soon.

Hint, hint...

Happy Haircut...

(and bleach job) to me!

"I am very attracted to you."

There is a Somalian cashier at Target named Hanand and he lives a couple blocks north of me and so every now and then, I'll give him a ride home from work. He just recently moved to Minneapolis and so his English is not the best. (Keep this in mind as I tell my story...) About a week ago, I gave him a ride home and he said to me, "Did Mohamud tell you I like you?" (Mohamud is a Target employee.) I guess that Mohamud told Hanand that he had told me that Hanand had a crush on me.
"Oh no, he never told me that."
I didn't really think much of it. I expected that if Mohamud had, then Hanand would have just told me it was a joke. But instead, Hanand broke out a few minutes later, "I like you sooo much. I am very attracted to you."
Fuck, what do I say..."Oh, that's uh...very flattering."
I hated this, I was just put into such an awful position. Hanand started talking about how he wanted to "be close friends who share secrets." I'm just thinking, that stuff just happens naturally, you can't ask for it. And then he continued on, "We become close friends, and then see how our behaviors are."
Alright Hanand, I think I know how my "behaviors" are going to be.
When I dropped him off, he asked if I would give a kiss (it looked as though he signed for a kiss on the cheek) as a good-bye, and I just told him point-blank, "I'm not a touchy person."

Fuck!

I'll Spend The Money

The other day Tony and I headed to Cheapo to look at cds. He had just recently seen "Walk the Line" and was itching for some Johnny Cash cds. As I always do when I go to Cheapo, I first searched for Buffalo Daughter and ended up getting a remix cd of theirs. As I looked for more music, I decided to treat myself and also got Simian's Chemistry is what we Are, and I also bought the new Spoon album. Yeah, I just spent $50 on music, but oh well. I haven't bought any cds in such a long time so I don't feel too bad about my spendings.

Blah, what else going on? Work as usual, which is noting too big to talk about. I was working full time but now my hours are being cut, as are everyone else's hours since the holidays are over. Now I just have to beg my "superiors" for mo' hours. I must say that I really enjoy working at Target now. It's not really the actual job that I have that I enjoy, but I really like the people I work with. When I first started I was really shy, but now I've worked there for so long and have outlasted many others, I feel confident about talking and joking around with people. Though...I still haven't really hung out with anyone from work.

I've started writing again. Not that I ever stopped, but I've been writing more than usual. That's always a good thing.

Went to a party the other night in Uptown. You can see pictures here. Very fun, intense, and very emotional party...I will say no more.

Hmm...I got asked out the other day at Target. His name is Alex and I think he's 25..26? He was in my creative writing class and he heads the Psych club at MCTC. He came through my lane the 2nd time in about a week and asked, "Would you like to go out sometime?" God, I hate this shit. I always get asked out by people who I don't want to go out with. He handed me his name and number etched on paper, which he had written prior and was ready to hand out.

Life...school starts in a few days. I'm only taking 2 classes. Yay for laziness and for full time.

New Years Shiznit

This is how our night started. Rachel drove up a couple days earlier for she was flying out of Minneapolis to Colorado. I had driven her to the airport and her car was parked at Tony's. On the 31st, I decided that we should move her car to my place. Tony got in my car and I was in Rachels and right as Tony got onto 94, I had to stop on Lyndale for I had a flat tire. Yeah..."great" start to the night. I'm sure Rachel will be "thrilled" to find a donut on her car. Oh well, Tony and I made it up to ourselves by stealing a bag of Teddy Grahams from Rachel's car.

Tony and I spent our New Years at our friend Mike's place. (I met Mike at the Pizza Luce Block Party in August.) It was pretty fun. We drank some beer (Tony got a little drunk while I GOT drunk), played pool (I kicked Tony's ass in front of everyone), played guitar, and played beer pong. Worthwhile night. I ended up getting a little drunk...I wasn't that bad, but I wasn't exactly seeing clearly or anything. People kept telling me I shouldn't drive (as I was the driver), but I just responded with, "I'm driven when I've been worse." Is that true? Heh, and Tony didn't want to drive, though he was more sober than I was. We left Mike's place around 1 or 2 and Tony took advantage of my drunkeness and had me buy him a meal at the Uptown Diner. After that we headed to his uncles where we met the bed with open arms, and very tired bodies.

Good New Years!

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