Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Mommy said "Shit or get off the pot!" Again this morning on the way to school. Mommy has got a bit of a potty mouth. Except she didn't actually say it she spelled it out.

Monday, March 29, 2004

I hate how time passes. One minute you are counting the minutes, the hours, and the days and the next you are in a new day, new week, new month and you haven't noticed that time has passed when you were watching it so closely. I don't like how the minutes and hours have a tenedency to get away from. I have this compulsion to watch every second. Like I might miss something. My watch is my best friend.

People in Madison area on April 2nd: I do my speech thing at 5:30 on friday. I don't know what building or room I am in yet but I will contact you to let you know if you want to come watch me kick forensics ass.

Thursday, March 25, 2004

Well now.

I went running this morning at 5:30AM (no comment). It was really interesting to see whose lights were on and to wonder why anyone besides me was up that early. I didn't see anyone else and the neighborhood was so quiet and peaceful. Except by the time I circled back to my house there were cars roaring past me on fairfax. So much for peacfullness.
Wore sandals today. My feet felt good.

Sunday, March 21, 2004

I can't fucking sleep. I can hardly type my hands are shaking so much. It is 2:40 in the motherfucking morning and I am pissed. (And a little worried) I went to Walgreen's and stocked up on contact solution and cold medicine. I took the cold medicine and didn't realize it was non-drowsy. (Again.) So I took Ny-Quil but the Ny-Quil just wore off. I have nothing that I want to read, there is nothing on tv shit I just realized that that stuff lasted for only two hours...goddammit!
I'm worried because the bars have probably closed by now and my brother isn't home yet. (Damn its hard to type when your hands are shaking) I really really really hope nothing has happened to him. I would've gotten a phonecall right? Cuz he carries ID....watch I'll get back to sleep and he'll come banging in.
I had a nice quiet evening by myself however. Is it wrong to hate someone when they are trying to be civil to you? I HATE one of my coworkers because he never does any work or take the initiative to do anything. He just sits on his ass and does "work" in Adobe photoshop. But today (yesterday?) he did some work and was polite but I still hate him. He has done unforgivable things in my book. Those of you looking for a summer job, don't apply at Sharp. I will have to babysit you all summer and I am not a fun babysitter. New people are going to be working at the store soon and on the night shifts it will probably fall on me to train them. I hate that because I do it all through christmas. I know its important that they learn and all, but I feel like a babysitter.
2:50AM still not home.

Now I'm all worked up and I still can't type. It took me ten minutes to type all that because my hands are shaking so much.
I haven't updated my book blog in a while. I read a bunch of books but I can't really write what they are about. Here is a list:
I Capture the Castle
To the Nines
and that's all that I can remember. I thought that list would be longer.
Here is an update on what I am reading: King Lear for english, part of the way through One Hundred Years of Solitude, tried to read Cold Mountain but it was boring, now reading Lathe of Heaven. Also reading various AP texts and study guides on the side. I just read, read, read.

Ok, so as many of you already now I am taking a predominately freshman class. (AP US History) This time of year at schools all over EC is student-teacher time. Yes its that time again. We have a student teacher in AP US. He graduated from MHS with my brother in 2001. This makes hime 3 years older than me. Do I have to call him "Mister" now that I know this fact? I don't think its a good idea. I feel really really old.

I feel better now. Hands now quite so shaky. Almost 3 though and still no sign. Thanks for listening.

Friday, March 19, 2004

I got the part I wanted in the school play. This makes me uber happy!

This morning I was watching Fox News with my mom and a Bush commercial came on (surprise, surprise) and he's all, "I wanna lead this country..." and I said "Where? To hell?" and my mom said, "I'm so proud you think for yourself!"

Goooood story.
The drawers are empty at this desk. This is a good thing.

My pottery project is going to be so cool. Sooooo cooooool. I think I still like photography better than other visual arts because nothing turns out like I imagined it to be inside my head. With photo, I have control over everything. I like that better.

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

In honor of Saint Paddy's day I wore my Serbia Yay! shirt. It makes me ever so happy. I am also happy I am not Irish. Not that Irish people are bad, the Boondock Saints were Irish but they were a little...

I am tired of snow. My brother is home and I had to suffer through Iron Maiden in the car. It makes my heart ache. Soon he will be gone and I will get to stop eating red meat again as he demands massive amounts of beef at his meals.

The new art store downtown is pretty cool...if you like paint and pencils and all that stuff. I wish there was a really good photo store in EC. I would poop my pants. Actually I wouldn't but I would be very excited.

I don't know if the new Punisher movie can live up to Doph Lundgren's magnificent preformance.

I think I am done.

Monday, March 15, 2004

Something funny and ironic happened today but I can't remember what it was.

Sunday, March 14, 2004

Hey wow! Gee whiz!

Cuz I'm Rick James, bitch.

Actually I'm not but Rick James is Rick James.

Donna! You'll never guess who came in to Sharp today! You'll never guess! Never! It was the thrill of my life.

Forensics was okay this weekend. It was New London and Memorial got 2nd for medium sized teams. Which is awesome. Yeah you know it.

Thursday, March 11, 2004

I'm mad at the dep. of education. I want them to stop being stupid. I want them to stop sending me crap. I sent the FAFSA in why can't they just process it and stop being bitches? That would probably be too easy.

I just want this month to be other with. It is going by much too slow for my tastes. Once April hits it will be smooth sailing on the get done with school front. No I won't be fronting yo.

My lunchtime deep thoughts upon finally getting my string cheese open: "You know, as much as I like being an independent woman and all, I still like having a guy around to open my string cheese and sexually harass me."

That ladies and gentlemen is the honest truth.

By the way...I give Dirty Dancing Havana Nights four out of four stars. Yeah, its that good.

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

So I qulified for state. Which is nice.

I don't have a lot to say but the overwhelming fact in my life right now is that I am really really really tired. There are too many things to do and not enough time to do them in. I don't really want to complain but it feels like this overwhelming weight is crushing me. That's maybe a smidge too dramatic. Too much to do.

Did I mention lately that I am a P.I.M.P?

Monday, March 08, 2004

I'm tired.....

I was reading People magazine at work the other day and there was a bit about how the stars diet before going to big events like the Oscars. Some starve themselves and others use laxatives. They readily admitted it to. But what pissed me off was the way the magazine treated it - like it was a completely normal thing to do. Like super thin is the only size there is. It makes me angry the way that magazine glorifies skinny-ness. More things in the media should advocate being happy with yourself and comfortable in your own skin. I doubt this will ever happen.

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

G-strings are a slingshot to Gemorah.

I loooove going to the library. It is like going to Border's except all the books are free! But sometimes there are weird people at the library. So Border's has the advantage there. Plus Border's has coffee.

I had so many things to say...and then I forgot them.

Forensics is going ok for those who care. I have an awesome piece this year about menstruation but I keep getting shitty judges. I know that judging is very subjective but I keep doing horribly at the meets. I think I should be able to choose who I want for judges because I seem to do the best with males between 20-25. I guess I'm just tired of doing forensics. This is my seventh year and I'm ready to be done. Ugggh.

It makes me happy that the director of such masterpieces such as Dead Alive won an Oscar.