Thursday, July 27, 2006
Friday, July 21, 2006
School : (
School is starting back up again. As always in the latter months of summer, I start to feel the itch to go back and begin again. I must admit, I do enjoy school and knowing that I'm accomplishing something. It's just a matter of trying to keep that feeling the whole semester through.
For the past year, I've been taking it easy and have been going to school part-time. I hated my first year when I had to really watch what I spent and was asking my parents for money. Though I don't look forward to doing that again, I really feel the need to get this community college done with. I'd like to be done within the next year and I would like to be on my way to London in the fall. I need to do some more research...
I'm taking 12 credits this semester. I'll be taking a soccer class to get rid of my physical education credit, which should be quite enjoyable. For the first time in a few years I'll be taking a math class. I'm definitely dreading it.
Hello school, bye-bye Brian...?
For the past year, I've been taking it easy and have been going to school part-time. I hated my first year when I had to really watch what I spent and was asking my parents for money. Though I don't look forward to doing that again, I really feel the need to get this community college done with. I'd like to be done within the next year and I would like to be on my way to London in the fall. I need to do some more research...
I'm taking 12 credits this semester. I'll be taking a soccer class to get rid of my physical education credit, which should be quite enjoyable. For the first time in a few years I'll be taking a math class. I'm definitely dreading it.
Hello school, bye-bye Brian...?
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Hobbit Talk
I know, it's been awhile. But, my roommates computer has been down and so I've been without internet.
For the latest news, I've met a guy. It's been quite the week I must say. His name is Brian, he works electronics at Target. He used to be a great soccer player in high school, and then tore his ACL. And as my friend Rachel says, "Soccer players are sexy." Heehee... Another good thing about him, he's hobbit-sized; he's only 5'6.
We've been hanging out pretty much non-stop for the past week; just getting to know each other. I keep asking myself why I like him and thinking about why he likes me. He's just not the sort I usually go for, and I would think the same of him for me. But yet I found myself crushing on him at Target, and then he was the one to ask me to hang out. We've had a lot of fun together, though I'm curious to see where it'll go. We talked about things yesterday and both of us aren't really interested in an actual relationship; both for various personal reasons. But yet, we're still dating.
Things are so weird. But in a good way.
For the latest news, I've met a guy. It's been quite the week I must say. His name is Brian, he works electronics at Target. He used to be a great soccer player in high school, and then tore his ACL. And as my friend Rachel says, "Soccer players are sexy." Heehee... Another good thing about him, he's hobbit-sized; he's only 5'6.
We've been hanging out pretty much non-stop for the past week; just getting to know each other. I keep asking myself why I like him and thinking about why he likes me. He's just not the sort I usually go for, and I would think the same of him for me. But yet I found myself crushing on him at Target, and then he was the one to ask me to hang out. We've had a lot of fun together, though I'm curious to see where it'll go. We talked about things yesterday and both of us aren't really interested in an actual relationship; both for various personal reasons. But yet, we're still dating.
Things are so weird. But in a good way.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Stealth
"He attacks from the back," Kettman said. "You never see it coming. He has six toes on every foot, which constitutes a very formidable weapon."
When the subject includes "stealth" and a "cat", it's just too funny.
I read this awhile back, but I still find it funny. Just imagine the scenario...
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
My First Time
For the first time in my life, a bird shit on me yesterday while I was eating outside at Barbettes. I was sitting with Tony when suddenly I felt something hit my shoulder and I looked over in horror and saw that it was bird shit. I just imagined that it was running down my back and shirt. I began to slap at Tony's arm frantically and told him, "Tony, a bird just shit on me!"
Fortunately, I had been wearing a shirt with a very open neckline and even though it hit me on the shoulder, it only hit skin and not the shirt.
Fortunately, I had been wearing a shirt with a very open neckline and even though it hit me on the shoulder, it only hit skin and not the shirt.
Monday, May 15, 2006
Monday, May 01, 2006
What is Wrong with People?
Seriously, since when is protesting a funeral a good thing? Oh, let's do it for the Lord and alright, it's good.
Everyone needs to see this. Even if you do not agree with homosexuality, I don't understand how you can feel that this is justified in any way.
Everyone needs to see this. Even if you do not agree with homosexuality, I don't understand how you can feel that this is justified in any way.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
"Get Yo' Ass Outta da Street!"
First off: I hate people.
I was biking to work yesterday and I'm on the street, not the sidewalk, as I always am.
OK PEOPLE...it IS legal for a biker to be on the street AND it's more dangerous on the sidewalk because cars don't look at the sidewalk for bikers; I know this as I have almost gotten hit SO many times by being on the sidewalk. Also, pedestrians are annoying if you come up behind them and besides, they hate having us on the sidewalks too.
Anyway...I'm biking on the street, staying on the far right side like a good biker. I'm really in no one's way. A blue SUV passes me and the passenger (ok...the fucking passenger!) yells out the window, "Get yo' ass outta the street!"
I flipped her off and told her to "shut the fuck up!" God, I wanted to catch up with her so bad and tell her that at least my fat ass isn't being driven around all day and at least I'm not contributing to the death of the Earth.
God people, fuck you.
I was biking to work yesterday and I'm on the street, not the sidewalk, as I always am.
OK PEOPLE...it IS legal for a biker to be on the street AND it's more dangerous on the sidewalk because cars don't look at the sidewalk for bikers; I know this as I have almost gotten hit SO many times by being on the sidewalk. Also, pedestrians are annoying if you come up behind them and besides, they hate having us on the sidewalks too.
Anyway...I'm biking on the street, staying on the far right side like a good biker. I'm really in no one's way. A blue SUV passes me and the passenger (ok...the fucking passenger!) yells out the window, "Get yo' ass outta the street!"
I flipped her off and told her to "shut the fuck up!" God, I wanted to catch up with her so bad and tell her that at least my fat ass isn't being driven around all day and at least I'm not contributing to the death of the Earth.
God people, fuck you.
Just Because I Thought it was Funny
The other night, a man (probably in mid-40's) who goes by the name "Captain Tony" came over to the house to visit. Emily has been friends with him for five years; he lives in Dinky Town with his dog, Fifty. I guess you can't really call him homeless, but he doesn't really have a home. I'm wanting to think that he lives in a camper? Anyways, so he just came back from Wisconsin (where he was working with his brother) and is back to live in Dinky Town, but it turns out that he hadn't "set up camp" yet. It's around midnight and I'm in my room doing homework, when I walk out and find out that Emily has invited him to stay the night. Immediately I just feel really anxious. It's not that I don't trust the guy exactly; I've met him before and he's always been really nice, but he just drinks all the time and it seems like someone in his position who doesn't have a lot might make some rash and bad decisions. To make it worse, I then find out that Emily was going to stay at Matt's place so I was to be alone with the "Captain" in my house. Uhhh...he's a grown man and I'm just a petite girl. Get why I was nervous?
Luckily, I had an escape route: Joe's place. I got to his place a little before one and we watched some Family Guy and a couple other shows that weren't too impressive, namely the MTV2 one with the puppets. As Joe headed to bed, I curled up on the couch with Coonie. In the morning I woke up to find all three of Joe's roommate's cats staring at me with wide, hungry eyes; one on the table, one on a chair, and the other on the floor. As I walked into the kitchen to eat Joe's beloved cereal, they followed me and begged me for food, but as I could not find it, I made my apologies and ate in front of them.
Thank you Joe!
Luckily, I had an escape route: Joe's place. I got to his place a little before one and we watched some Family Guy and a couple other shows that weren't too impressive, namely the MTV2 one with the puppets. As Joe headed to bed, I curled up on the couch with Coonie. In the morning I woke up to find all three of Joe's roommate's cats staring at me with wide, hungry eyes; one on the table, one on a chair, and the other on the floor. As I walked into the kitchen to eat Joe's beloved cereal, they followed me and begged me for food, but as I could not find it, I made my apologies and ate in front of them.
Thank you Joe!
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Yeah Yeah Yeahs!
I saw the Yeah Yeah Yeahs last Sunday and I must say...Great show!
Tony and I got there around 8:00 and waited in line for around 15 minutes. Once inside, I met up with a couple of people we worked with and we all headed into the crowd. As we were there right on time, we got up front quite quickly, though we weren't quite at the gate at the front. When the first band ended (Blood on the Wall), I had managed to squeeze my way up as far as I could, but there were a couple of obstacles obstructing my path to the VERY front.
One was a bigger girl, and another was a 6' tall skinny guy. This short girl beside me was getting into little fights with the two and they were both angry, so I knew there was no way to sweet talk my way in. When the Yeah Yeah Yeahs came on, I could barely see for I was right behind the guy. The crowd was pushing really hard from behind so I used it as an excuse to lay into the guy in front of me. A couple of times Tony picked me up to see over the guy and I just kind of laid on top of him. After two songs though, I decided I just couldn't handle it anymore. There was this minute space between the guy and girl and I just went for it. I put all of my weight into pushing into the guy with my right side. While the short girl cheered me on, the guy strained to push me back, but I managed to hook my right elbow over the gate and started to pull myself forward, and then hooked my other elbow on the gate. I was so close to getting my spot when suddenly the guy put his elbow in my face and made ready to push me back, but Tony got pissed at him for almost hitting me and started saying shit like, "You pussy-ass bitch!" Security came over and made sure things were alright, and I got my spot!
God, I was so sweaty by that time. But I didn't care. I had Karen "Fucking" O. standing in front of me singing!
Oh, I love when you can tell that musicians really love what they're doing; from time to time, Karen O. would just break out in a smile and giggle as she jumped and twirled onstage. For their encore they did an acoustic version of "Maps" and then followed that with "Date with the Night."
Tony and I both agreed that we think "Maps" is better electric; it's a rare song that's actually seems to be stronger and more powerful as electric. The acoustic just didn't give it enough power and emotion.
Tony and I got there around 8:00 and waited in line for around 15 minutes. Once inside, I met up with a couple of people we worked with and we all headed into the crowd. As we were there right on time, we got up front quite quickly, though we weren't quite at the gate at the front. When the first band ended (Blood on the Wall), I had managed to squeeze my way up as far as I could, but there were a couple of obstacles obstructing my path to the VERY front.
One was a bigger girl, and another was a 6' tall skinny guy. This short girl beside me was getting into little fights with the two and they were both angry, so I knew there was no way to sweet talk my way in. When the Yeah Yeah Yeahs came on, I could barely see for I was right behind the guy. The crowd was pushing really hard from behind so I used it as an excuse to lay into the guy in front of me. A couple of times Tony picked me up to see over the guy and I just kind of laid on top of him. After two songs though, I decided I just couldn't handle it anymore. There was this minute space between the guy and girl and I just went for it. I put all of my weight into pushing into the guy with my right side. While the short girl cheered me on, the guy strained to push me back, but I managed to hook my right elbow over the gate and started to pull myself forward, and then hooked my other elbow on the gate. I was so close to getting my spot when suddenly the guy put his elbow in my face and made ready to push me back, but Tony got pissed at him for almost hitting me and started saying shit like, "You pussy-ass bitch!" Security came over and made sure things were alright, and I got my spot!
God, I was so sweaty by that time. But I didn't care. I had Karen "Fucking" O. standing in front of me singing!
Oh, I love when you can tell that musicians really love what they're doing; from time to time, Karen O. would just break out in a smile and giggle as she jumped and twirled onstage. For their encore they did an acoustic version of "Maps" and then followed that with "Date with the Night."
Tony and I both agreed that we think "Maps" is better electric; it's a rare song that's actually seems to be stronger and more powerful as electric. The acoustic just didn't give it enough power and emotion.
Monday, April 17, 2006
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Welcome to my Neighborhood
Last night there were police cars, blocks taped off, camera crews, and a swat team only a block away. This is why.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Thursday, April 06, 2006
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