Old ground.

Today felt like a whole set of strings tightening... ready to snap. A million things that could go wrong. A million things that went wrong.

Forecast for tomorrow: apathetic with a 50% chance of fucking up.

And those of you who know me know that, by 50%, I really mean more around 80%.

Radio silence commences.

Now.

"This pillow stuffing tastes like imchoking!"

"The exports are seen as an attempt by Chavez to embarrass the Bush administration, which the Venezuelan leader says neglects poor Americans."

Bush administration neglect poor Americans?! The HELL, you say!

I think what pisses me off more is that, though SOMEONE is trying to help the American poor out (even though they hate the administration), some people are surrounding the whole deal with paranoid controversy (mostly) concerning denying a fact that most people know is true in the first place.

I have a copy of Brokeback Mountain via my "dealer." *winks in nervous friend's direction* Thanks, mate!

I'm hungry and in need of a shower.

Adieu.

"Drink up, it's last call, last resort."

...I constantly have pop songs stuck in my head because I listen to them all day at work...

I got PAID! I can buy hair dye, and conditioner, and do laundry, and make my account balance NOT 8 cents anymore!

I got a 79 on that damned test. I think I'm going to take the retake.

I'm helping a friend with an outrageous assignment.

"A former master pastry chef, Jacques Joaquamol (whack-a-mole) had a shift in career objectives due to the development of an aversion to his very own pastries as a result of witnessing an apprentice being mangled in a high speed blender."

"Travelled to the Himalayas to seek the wisest man at the top of the mountain but found, instead, a small settlement of polar bear ranchers."

"Always confused why Andrew Lloyd Webber was known only by his full name, ___ went against the grain and dubbed him Al Webber."

...This is kind of fun!

I'm hungry. And restless.

Au revoir!

"But it all boils down to one quotable phrase..."

...And you avoided me. Which is a good thing.

First, tell me the road you will take.

Shae -- [adjective]: Extremely extreme! 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Faster than speed, right Daniel? *L*

Shit, I have a test tomorrow. I completely forgot.

Here I go!

...just another line in a song...

The days are longer now. Not actually, but they definitely feel that way.

So full of tension.

Everyone on the defensive.

Like little snakes poised to strike.

...Or snap.

Like the little rubber bands I use at work.

(They REALLY need to get thicker ones.)

"So go ahead. Try the door. It doesn't matter anymore."

...Go ahead...

Pull my strings...

Every which way...

...Just to watch me unravel...

...And you're not even aware, are you?

Life in blur-o-vision!

2 hours of sleep rocks my balls off.

Man, oh, man.

...I got free food yesterday... Shit broke, I benefitted. Wewt.

I keep stepping on my skirt. (Note: If I'm in skirt mode, it's a pretty good indicator that I need to do laundry and have NOTHING else to wear.)

If I hear another damned pop song, I'm going to explode and take everyone with me.

Okay, I'm exaggerating. I can't avoid them. :'(

It was utterly beautiful today. Guess where I was? Designing a confirmation postcard for our "Managing Sexual Development" PD workshop and burning 100 copies of the same CD of open response materials. And I thought I was getting to leave open response questions with KERA testing... *buzzer*

I'm going to go slip into a coma. Ciao!

You know...

...the word "ridiculous" comes to mind...

...as I scream at the auto-fill option, "HOW'D YOU KNOW?!"

...Seriously... I haven't been to this site. Not on this computer.

...Big brother's watching you...

(Maybe I AM mentally insane. You know. Since "odd and eccentric" is a descriptor for cluster A of the personality disorders in the DSM-IV-TR. Paranoid. Schizoid. Schizotypal.)

(Now that you mention it, I used to get "schizotypal" on all those damned personality tests that were popular in high school.)

(Well, fuck me.)

Happy "Today Doesn't Actually Exist" Day!

There's a class meeting near my favorite spot in the library.

They're playing "Jack and Diane" real loud as a part of class.

I shit you not.

Number three on Yahoo News' most emailed list:

"Several times during the week, I thought about telling my family what's happened to Jesus in the United States - how he's been kidnapped by politicians and preachers who decide what he does and doesn't think. They speak for him, and it doesn't always make sense.

They say Jesus is "pro life," but he doesn't seem to have a problem with the death penalty. And he thinks stem cell research - something that would save lives - is no different from murdering babies. They say he's the embodiment of kindness, love, decency and compassion. But he hates gays, lesbians and Muslims. And he's not too crazy about Buddhists, Hindus and the rest. Jews? He can put up with them if he has to.

The Rev. Fred Phelps of the Westboro Baptist Church in Topeka claims to speak for Jesus and goes around the country talking about how "AIDS cures fags." Pat Robertson says it would be a good idea if the United States killed the president of Venezuela. It would be a lot cheaper than starting another war.

All week I went over that stuff in my head and decided not to mention any of it to the family.

It would make America look ridiculous."

"A man in the park read the lines in my hand told me I'm strong hardly ever wrong I said"

messy, disorganized, social, tough, outgoing, rarely worries, self revealing, open, risk taker, likes the unknown, likes large parties, makes friends easily, likes to stand out, likes to make fun of people, reckless, optimistic, positive, strong, does not like to be alone, ambivalent about chaos, abstract, impractical, not good at saving money, fearless, trusting, thrill seeker, not rule conscious, enjoys leadership, strange, loves food, abstract, rarely irritated, anti-authority, attracted to the counter culture

For the record...

...this is BULLshit!

I'm going to go take a nap.

On the up side, it's supposed to snow! Hopefully enough to sled and fight and make things!

...God will probably make it not snow now... Well, not God, but that one weather man... you know the one... with the hair...

:XD

I would like to acquire...

...a homing pigeon. I'd keep it in a cage on a rooftop like Marlon Brando's character in On the Waterfront!

Man, the Powell lobby looks like a war zone. Bodies everywhere!

I'm so tired. This was the world's longest day. 8-10:15 work, study, 11-12:15 humanities exam, 12:30-4:30 work (and 2 hour dreamweaver workshop). Coming up, 5:00 pizza supper, 7:00 (maybe) chatauqua, then finding time for homework before I collapse of exhaustion. Maybe tonight I'll get more than 4 hours of sleep? (Up side!!! WOOT!)

Some guy just came up to the empty computer beside me, left to scout out other computers, then came back. ...Do I smell? *sniffs* I know I need to do laundry, but damn.

Bah. I'm not much in the mood for pizza. I accidentally threw my bank card away, so I ordered a pizza for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for today so I can use a check. :( Meh. If it's free, I guess I can eat enough to sustain me. :XD

Better hop to it! *poof!*

You are a kitten stuck up in a tree.

Fucking right.

I don't want it to be Sunday yet!!! I have to work tomorrow! I have to go to class tomorrow! I still have to do homework! I have to get up at 6:30! WHYYYYY?!?!?!?!

(I had to take away this picture and replace it with a link! NOOOO!!!!)

I love you, natalie dee!

Yoga hurts.

Bleep blip bleep bleep bleep bloop blip bleep-a blip. Bloop blip blip bloop. BLEEP!

...If you can read that, CONGRATULATIONS! You speak robotese!

I had fun in civ today. It had me questioning whether or not my cherry coke existed, but it was fun none the less.

I want to do a semester abroad. Perhaps my last semester here. I wonder if I can do it in Ireland? I'll have to talk to my advisor and some study abroad people.

My brain feels like a fat kid in skinny jeans. I hold it together and suck it up all day while it matters, when, come 4:30 (or, in MWF's case, 3:30), I unzip the fuckers and everything goes EVERYWHERE!

And now I'M FREE! I'm going to go get in my damned bed and make a point not to move for a while.

Toodles!

Piss and Vinegar

Cookie! Cookie cookie cookie!

Sorry. I was just expressing my love of internet cookies. I love not having to sign on to websites when I get distracted (a very likely event) and have to redirect my attention to the previous task.

Such is the case: I was commenting on a friend's blog when I felt the need to pay my credit card bill, thus making me forget that I want to update my OWN blog. Sometimes, my head is like navigating an asteroid field. And we all now know daunting THAT can be.

I feel my spine hating me. I've been sitting down (in work, in class, at lunch) basically since 8am.

You know, it occurred to me that no one can ever fuck up in life. I mean seriously, irrevocably fuck up. It's not possible. You can always become a motivational speaker to earn your living. "Man, I robbed a bank, ass-raped a chimp, went on a robotrippin' bender, and wrecked my astrovan. Now, I'm a paraplegic with AIDS, but with a little ingenuity, I am now the CEO of Colgate and the first paraplegic to row a blow-up lifeboat around the Cape of Good Hope!"

I never understood the phrase, "She's full of piss and vinegar!" Maybe it's a southern thing, so I have to clarify that yes, it IS a saying and I'm not making shit up. If ~I~ were full of piss and vinegar, I'd probably throw up. So why doesn't it mean really really nauseous instead of rambunctious?

Some dude tried to give me a dollar today. Not just out of the blue, to buy some cookies from some people who... well... were selling them. :XD I refused, of course. One, karma. I didn't want to take money and not be able to pay it back (even if it is a dollar). Two, I think taking money from a stranger to buy candy is sinking to an all new low. It's a sign of a real problem. Keep things simple, people. Stranger -> candy. Not stranger -> money -> bake sale -> candy.

I have homework to do. *sighs* Toodles.