i've now missed 1.5 days due to this stomach bug i somehow managed to catch. i'm desperately trying to not think about how much money that is that my stomach owes me (8 + 4 times 7.25 = $87.... fuuuuuck). i coulda used that money, too... oh well. tomorrow, i'm working, no matter what!
basically, nothing is new here. i finished Kyle's christmas present (i'll post a photo of it after i give it to him, if i remember), bought more stuff for people, and yeah... that's about it.
Kyle's back in the country! I'd say "back in town", but he's in Florence, and I, of course, am in Eugene. but he's back, and i got to see him for a little bit last night, which was nice. his dad even bought me dinner... it was tasty.
i'm going to go eat another few oyster crackers.... mmm, saltine goodness. so far, i've managed to hold down all 12 that i've consumed. it's thrilling. who knows, maybe i'll try pizza next. ha!
i still miss him... only 65 hours until i see him next! (approximately)
22.12.05
17.12.05
the yay-o-meter post
yup, just workin' the ol' daily grind. it's actually quite exhausting, although i only had to work 6 hours today, so yay. and tomorrow is my day off! double yay.
Kyle is off in Mexico. minus one yay.
i "babysat" (aka, the kids were asleep when i got there, so i just sat and worked on presents and watched tv) this evening for 4 and a half hours, and got paid $50. plus two yay.
tomorrow, i'm going to the Holiday Market down at the Fairgrounds, to see what i can see. possible yay (to be determined tomorrow evening).
the soap at work is making my hands so dry, my knuckles are cracking and bleeding. negative one yay. definitely a bitch, especially since when Kyle was in Eugene the night before he flew out, he couldn't squeeze my hands... if he did, they'd hurt and possibly bleed. definitely not sexy. anti-yay.
total "yay" count for now: 2. possibly 3.
that is all. and i think i may use the yay-o-meter again. although i'm not sure why.
i'd put a comment here, but he's not around to read them.
Kyle is off in Mexico. minus one yay.
i "babysat" (aka, the kids were asleep when i got there, so i just sat and worked on presents and watched tv) this evening for 4 and a half hours, and got paid $50. plus two yay.
tomorrow, i'm going to the Holiday Market down at the Fairgrounds, to see what i can see. possible yay (to be determined tomorrow evening).
the soap at work is making my hands so dry, my knuckles are cracking and bleeding. negative one yay. definitely a bitch, especially since when Kyle was in Eugene the night before he flew out, he couldn't squeeze my hands... if he did, they'd hurt and possibly bleed. definitely not sexy. anti-yay.
total "yay" count for now: 2. possibly 3.
that is all. and i think i may use the yay-o-meter again. although i'm not sure why.
i'd put a comment here, but he's not around to read them.
10.12.05
OMNIMAX... right.
went to see "Harry Potter & the Goblet of Fire" at the OMNIMAX today with Kyle's family. and Kyle, of course. i just re-read that first sentence, and it seemed like he wasn't included. no worries babe, i know you were there. who else would've passed out on my lap and gotten away with it?
while it was nice being able to hear a movie for once, the film itself was so fish-eyed that the pillars on the edges of the screen were bowed. kind of entertaining, but also a bit odd. it was a fun day, though, so no worries.
starting tomorrow, i'm working, 10 am until close, every day. i'd be madder, but Kyle's fleeing the country for 9 days, all of which i'm scheduled to work, so there you go. i'll be foil-wrapping chocolate Santas, he'll be on the beach pretending that this horrible season isn't happening. yes, that's jealousy you're detecting. i hate the canned cheer they play over the system for all of us to "enjoy". makes my skin feel like it's being slowly burnt off of my body. or maybe Bing Crosby himself is pulling the charred bits of flesh from my smouldering carcass, while telling me of his visions of a moisture-laden morning. bah fuckin' humbug.
let's think... i have to be fully apron'd and ready to work in... 10 hours and 19 minutes. i think i'm going to go to sleep, before my mother calls the doc and tells him i shouldn't be allowed to drive until NEXT monday, instead of this coming one. oh the inconvenience. i better get a bagel out of this deal. well, until next time... chip chip fuckin' cheerio, boys/girls.
it's driving me crazy that we have no plan. i need a plan. please can we come up with a plan?
while it was nice being able to hear a movie for once, the film itself was so fish-eyed that the pillars on the edges of the screen were bowed. kind of entertaining, but also a bit odd. it was a fun day, though, so no worries.
starting tomorrow, i'm working, 10 am until close, every day. i'd be madder, but Kyle's fleeing the country for 9 days, all of which i'm scheduled to work, so there you go. i'll be foil-wrapping chocolate Santas, he'll be on the beach pretending that this horrible season isn't happening. yes, that's jealousy you're detecting. i hate the canned cheer they play over the system for all of us to "enjoy". makes my skin feel like it's being slowly burnt off of my body. or maybe Bing Crosby himself is pulling the charred bits of flesh from my smouldering carcass, while telling me of his visions of a moisture-laden morning. bah fuckin' humbug.
let's think... i have to be fully apron'd and ready to work in... 10 hours and 19 minutes. i think i'm going to go to sleep, before my mother calls the doc and tells him i shouldn't be allowed to drive until NEXT monday, instead of this coming one. oh the inconvenience. i better get a bagel out of this deal. well, until next time... chip chip fuckin' cheerio, boys/girls.
it's driving me crazy that we have no plan. i need a plan. please can we come up with a plan?
9.12.05
home. yup.
today was nice. short, but nice. then came The Show From Hell. but i'll get to that in a moment.
so i woke up at 2.30 this afternoon... it was fun to roll over, completely disoriented because i didn't recognise my room here at home immediately, then look at the clock and see "2:30" blinking back at me. delicious. i dedicate that moment of "aw, sweet!" to Kimberlina.
after i rolled out of bed, i pulled on a pair of jeans (that were almost clean, i think... how rare), grabbed the big green blanket of Kyle's that i stole and took back with me, wrapped said warm mass of goodness around me, and meandered downstairs. i was home alone, and it was awesome. for lunch, i had reheated Sy's pizza and cookie dough. and a bottle of Talking Rain. damn i missed that stuff.
i don't really remember what i did after that, but eventually everybody got home, and i reluctantly agreed to go to the "Chaps!" performance that my dad's company was sponsoring... i couldn't remember what the storyline was, but Dad sounded happy that i said i'd go, so i did.... the pre-leaving-the-house chaos was something i didn't miss back in Ashland, but it was minimal, so no worries.
"Chaps!" was the most horrendous experience i've been through in a long time. before i go into the show, let me preface this with filling you all in on 3 pieces of information about me:
1) i hate country music
2) i hate, hate, HATE Christmas music
3) they've talked me into going to shows like this before, with the same leading lady, and i hated it
having made that known, here's the storyline for "Chaps!": set in the WWII-ish 1940's, a BBC radioshow was featuring singing cowboys for their christmas special. for two and a half hours, i watched 4 "english chaps" and 1 "cowgirl" attempt to pretend to be the cowboys "who got lost on their way from the train station" on this radio show. the only time that i smiled/laughed was when this one guy with good facial expressions pretended to be a ventriloquist's dummy (he had a shirt with child's pants and cowboy boots all sewn together worn around his neck, so it looked like he was about 3 feet tall, ignoring his real legs underneath the dummy outfit), and he moved the boots with his fingers down the heels. he'd pretend to be riding out on the wide open range, and those little boots would be going by his real thighs, and he'd get this fuckin' hilarious expression on his face... he did that twice. it was good.
after the show, we went out for dessert, and i had a lemon bar. validated my having to put a bra on, but not the make-up. grrr....
so that was my day, and magically, it didn't involve finals! yeah! ohp, the dog just walked up to me and whined. i don't know what it wants, but i better do something. Brits out!
feel free to comment on my posts, since i won't be seeing you on a daily basis, and want to know your thoughts. as always.
so i woke up at 2.30 this afternoon... it was fun to roll over, completely disoriented because i didn't recognise my room here at home immediately, then look at the clock and see "2:30" blinking back at me. delicious. i dedicate that moment of "aw, sweet!" to Kimberlina.
after i rolled out of bed, i pulled on a pair of jeans (that were almost clean, i think... how rare), grabbed the big green blanket of Kyle's that i stole and took back with me, wrapped said warm mass of goodness around me, and meandered downstairs. i was home alone, and it was awesome. for lunch, i had reheated Sy's pizza and cookie dough. and a bottle of Talking Rain. damn i missed that stuff.
i don't really remember what i did after that, but eventually everybody got home, and i reluctantly agreed to go to the "Chaps!" performance that my dad's company was sponsoring... i couldn't remember what the storyline was, but Dad sounded happy that i said i'd go, so i did.... the pre-leaving-the-house chaos was something i didn't miss back in Ashland, but it was minimal, so no worries.
"Chaps!" was the most horrendous experience i've been through in a long time. before i go into the show, let me preface this with filling you all in on 3 pieces of information about me:
1) i hate country music
2) i hate, hate, HATE Christmas music
3) they've talked me into going to shows like this before, with the same leading lady, and i hated it
having made that known, here's the storyline for "Chaps!": set in the WWII-ish 1940's, a BBC radioshow was featuring singing cowboys for their christmas special. for two and a half hours, i watched 4 "english chaps" and 1 "cowgirl" attempt to pretend to be the cowboys "who got lost on their way from the train station" on this radio show. the only time that i smiled/laughed was when this one guy with good facial expressions pretended to be a ventriloquist's dummy (he had a shirt with child's pants and cowboy boots all sewn together worn around his neck, so it looked like he was about 3 feet tall, ignoring his real legs underneath the dummy outfit), and he moved the boots with his fingers down the heels. he'd pretend to be riding out on the wide open range, and those little boots would be going by his real thighs, and he'd get this fuckin' hilarious expression on his face... he did that twice. it was good.
after the show, we went out for dessert, and i had a lemon bar. validated my having to put a bra on, but not the make-up. grrr....
so that was my day, and magically, it didn't involve finals! yeah! ohp, the dog just walked up to me and whined. i don't know what it wants, but i better do something. Brits out!
feel free to comment on my posts, since i won't be seeing you on a daily basis, and want to know your thoughts. as always.
8.12.05
fuck yeah....
dis beyotch done wit her finalz. hahaha... that annoys me too much. i'm going to leave it, though, because it makes me feel something. and reactions to anything is something i lost around... yesterday. maybe before that. i don't know/care.
but yeah, finals done. portfolio done. almost. i just have to assemble it tomorrow (this?) morning. shouldn't take more than an hour at the absolute absolute maximum. i hope. but just to be careful, i'm getting up at 8. which is in 5.25 hours.
i need sleep. i'll post later, hopefully. good luck to everybody else who's still taking finals! go have a cup of water, and enjoy it. i realised this evening that i was so worried about finals that i hadn't remembered to eat since yesterday night. and before that... probably the night before. every meal was induced by Kyle. thanks for reminding me to eat, babe. and with that, i'm off!
hahaha, "tour of london" by f. of the c.s just came on. "oh, Jermaine, you're very hairy."
but yeah, finals done. portfolio done. almost. i just have to assemble it tomorrow (this?) morning. shouldn't take more than an hour at the absolute absolute maximum. i hope. but just to be careful, i'm getting up at 8. which is in 5.25 hours.
i need sleep. i'll post later, hopefully. good luck to everybody else who's still taking finals! go have a cup of water, and enjoy it. i realised this evening that i was so worried about finals that i hadn't remembered to eat since yesterday night. and before that... probably the night before. every meal was induced by Kyle. thanks for reminding me to eat, babe. and with that, i'm off!
hahaha, "tour of london" by f. of the c.s just came on. "oh, Jermaine, you're very hairy."
7.12.05
finals kick my ass
i've been studying since early evening, and am taking a break. a break. i can't think in either Spanish or English, and i'm supposed to be able to think in both. the vocab from the past term has suddenly decided to evacuate. hahahha.... i definitely just typed "ejaculate". that's how tired i am.
still laughing... just a moment...
let's see... it's a quarter to 4 right now... so i've got 6.25 hours until my CORE final, and 9.25 hours until my Spanish final. then i have to make my CORE portfolio. that should take me the entire afternoon and evening. i am looking forward to Thursday at 11.01 am. that minute means that i am, for sure, completely done with this term. watch as something comes up and this nightmare continues for another day or something.... that would be hell. look it up in Webster's, i promise you it's there.
alright, i'm going to go to sleep. don't think i'll need to knock myself out with benadryl tonight (this morning?)!!! mwahaha... oh the sadness. brits out!
we need a plan for the break. a "big plan", if you will.
still laughing... just a moment...
let's see... it's a quarter to 4 right now... so i've got 6.25 hours until my CORE final, and 9.25 hours until my Spanish final. then i have to make my CORE portfolio. that should take me the entire afternoon and evening. i am looking forward to Thursday at 11.01 am. that minute means that i am, for sure, completely done with this term. watch as something comes up and this nightmare continues for another day or something.... that would be hell. look it up in Webster's, i promise you it's there.
alright, i'm going to go to sleep. don't think i'll need to knock myself out with benadryl tonight (this morning?)!!! mwahaha... oh the sadness. brits out!
we need a plan for the break. a "big plan", if you will.
4.12.05
procrastinating... once again...
yup, pretty much. got a 7.30 am Crim final tomorrow, along with a 3.30 Stats final, then on Tuesday it's a CORE final at 10 am followed by a Spanish final at 3.30 (which i could also take at 1 on Wednesday). have i prepped sufficiently for any of these? no. got a notecard half-ready for Stats, and that's it. wait- and i'm about as ready as i'll ever be for the Crim final.
in other news, Kyle's "brother" Zac pulled into town around 1.15 am last night (this morning?), and got here just in time to meet everybody on Kyle's floor.... drunk. it was funny. because when i say everybody, i mean (with the exception of Kyle and I) everybody on the 200's floor was completely plastered. classy group, eh?
i'm not sure how he managed to make the drive from Florence to Ashland in 3 1/2 hours, but he did.
let's see, what else... hmm... oh! CT scan of my head came back clear, so no worries about whatever they were worried about... hmm.... yeah, i think that's it. time to finish my notecard, cheers!
i keep dreaming in WoW. is that strange?
in other news, Kyle's "brother" Zac pulled into town around 1.15 am last night (this morning?), and got here just in time to meet everybody on Kyle's floor.... drunk. it was funny. because when i say everybody, i mean (with the exception of Kyle and I) everybody on the 200's floor was completely plastered. classy group, eh?
i'm not sure how he managed to make the drive from Florence to Ashland in 3 1/2 hours, but he did.
let's see, what else... hmm... oh! CT scan of my head came back clear, so no worries about whatever they were worried about... hmm.... yeah, i think that's it. time to finish my notecard, cheers!
i keep dreaming in WoW. is that strange?
2.12.05
so dizzy...
yeah... i think i may go talk to the health people again tomorrow, if i remember. this isn't getting better... or at least it doesn't seem to be, from this angle.
two funny stories to share with y'alls from today:
1. I was talking to my CORE teacher (the crazy fucker who i want to do violent and horrible things to, remember him?) in his wee little office this afternoon (and by this afternoon i mean Thursday afternoon, even though it's technically Friday right now) about some last-minute assignments... there was a pause in the talk, which i guessed he was going to use to change the topic... he did. "Meghan, there's something i need to ask you about, and i think a bit more privacy is needed." (this would sound sexual coming from anybody else, but somehow the man who looks like E.T. managed to remove any innuendo from that statement) he leans forward, pushes the door shut a bit, then askes me "how are you feeling? everything going ok?" i'm confused, so i respond "yeah, all's well, why?" "well, your most recent posting on the class discussion board mentioned death, and i was just wanting to make sure you're not having thoughts about hurting yourself." "noooo, i'm good, if i was making any reference to death, i was joking."
After i got out of what quickly became one of the most awkward meetings in the history of the world, i went back to my room curious to find out exactly what he'd been talking about. here, word for word, is what i posted on the discussion board:
"freetime for me has fallen into the same category as sleep: i'll do it when i'm dead."
i laugh.
2. about an hour or so ago, when i was watching Kyle play WoW (it's like playing the game, but i don't have to worry about the controls or paying. quite nice), and randomly, our friend Hans walks through on his way to somebody's room in pajamas, a t-shirt, a gas-mask and a flak helmet. if that weren't strange enough, when Kyle and i both looked up at him completely lost, he just points at us on his way by and said what i think was "don't even, fuckers, don't even."
we both laughed until we cried.
well, there you have it... the highlights from a very VERY strange day. hope everyone's Friday is a good one! mine certainly has started off well-ish. Cheers!
my head is going crazy. with any luck, he'll wrap up your Wow-ing and get here just in time to catch me when i fall
two funny stories to share with y'alls from today:
1. I was talking to my CORE teacher (the crazy fucker who i want to do violent and horrible things to, remember him?) in his wee little office this afternoon (and by this afternoon i mean Thursday afternoon, even though it's technically Friday right now) about some last-minute assignments... there was a pause in the talk, which i guessed he was going to use to change the topic... he did. "Meghan, there's something i need to ask you about, and i think a bit more privacy is needed." (this would sound sexual coming from anybody else, but somehow the man who looks like E.T. managed to remove any innuendo from that statement) he leans forward, pushes the door shut a bit, then askes me "how are you feeling? everything going ok?" i'm confused, so i respond "yeah, all's well, why?" "well, your most recent posting on the class discussion board mentioned death, and i was just wanting to make sure you're not having thoughts about hurting yourself." "noooo, i'm good, if i was making any reference to death, i was joking."
After i got out of what quickly became one of the most awkward meetings in the history of the world, i went back to my room curious to find out exactly what he'd been talking about. here, word for word, is what i posted on the discussion board:
"freetime for me has fallen into the same category as sleep: i'll do it when i'm dead."
i laugh.
2. about an hour or so ago, when i was watching Kyle play WoW (it's like playing the game, but i don't have to worry about the controls or paying. quite nice), and randomly, our friend Hans walks through on his way to somebody's room in pajamas, a t-shirt, a gas-mask and a flak helmet. if that weren't strange enough, when Kyle and i both looked up at him completely lost, he just points at us on his way by and said what i think was "don't even, fuckers, don't even."
we both laughed until we cried.
well, there you have it... the highlights from a very VERY strange day. hope everyone's Friday is a good one! mine certainly has started off well-ish. Cheers!
my head is going crazy. with any luck, he'll wrap up your Wow-ing and get here just in time to catch me when i fall
28.11.05
woohoo
we were having a dance party yesterday in Meagan's room (while taking a break from Stats homework), and during a particularly classic line from "Bohemian Rhapsody", i caught one foot on the other, tripped, and clocked my head on Meagan's wooden bedpost. it was so typically me that i laugh as i think about it. although concussions suck, especially since i usually sleep on my left side, and that's the side i hit. bah
on a less violent note, i ate much food this evening and managed to keep it down, despite the brain-bruise-induced nausea. mmmm, nausea... hahaha. yeah, free pizza and brownies and whatknot. it was good. i heart free food.
uhhh... oh!!! oh man, it was so fucking hilarious, this morning in Spanish we were giving a rendition of "El Patito Feo" (The Ugly Duckling, for those of you who were wise and chose to study a different language), and we got to do the entire skit in BRIGHT GREEN FLIPPERS! and before class, Teresa and I were running around the top floor of the Library in the flippers trying to learn how to walk in them... it was pretty much us getting going pretty fast down an aisle of periodicals then catching a flipper on either the carpet or eachother, and down we'd go. so funny....
and the nap after that class was delicious. yay for sleeping! although i tried for an entire thirty seconds to think of reasons to NOT go to Stats afterwards. couldn't come up with any that i'd be able to live with later, so off to class i went. what a waste of time. Assprobe was in rare form: i honestly thought he was going to bore HIMSELF to death. less than two weeks more of him... then sweet sweet release. hmm... speaking of which, the jax calleth. Brits out!
thank you for saving me from my subconscious, and i'm sorry i scared you
on a less violent note, i ate much food this evening and managed to keep it down, despite the brain-bruise-induced nausea. mmmm, nausea... hahaha. yeah, free pizza and brownies and whatknot. it was good. i heart free food.
uhhh... oh!!! oh man, it was so fucking hilarious, this morning in Spanish we were giving a rendition of "El Patito Feo" (The Ugly Duckling, for those of you who were wise and chose to study a different language), and we got to do the entire skit in BRIGHT GREEN FLIPPERS! and before class, Teresa and I were running around the top floor of the Library in the flippers trying to learn how to walk in them... it was pretty much us getting going pretty fast down an aisle of periodicals then catching a flipper on either the carpet or eachother, and down we'd go. so funny....
and the nap after that class was delicious. yay for sleeping! although i tried for an entire thirty seconds to think of reasons to NOT go to Stats afterwards. couldn't come up with any that i'd be able to live with later, so off to class i went. what a waste of time. Assprobe was in rare form: i honestly thought he was going to bore HIMSELF to death. less than two weeks more of him... then sweet sweet release. hmm... speaking of which, the jax calleth. Brits out!
thank you for saving me from my subconscious, and i'm sorry i scared you
25.11.05
Post- Thanksgiving Summary
Wednesday at 2.15 pm: a car of four college kids set off from Ashland, ultimately bound for Florence. Dropped off a friend in Coos Bay, continued north. Got dropped off at Kyle's parents' house at 6.30-ish (i think). Consumed mass amounts of delicious spaghetti, then settled in to watch Star Wars.
Thursday at 10 am: Kyle's littlest sister came into what was technically her room to talk me awake. Didn't work. Next thing I knew, Kyle had jumped on me. That worked. Thanks, honey. After the best shower in the world (no flip-flops, just homey shower goodness), I was rolled out to the entire Kyle's People family. I think they approved. Or at least, I hope they did. Mass consumption of Thanksgiving Lunch goodness.
Thursday at 3 pm: Kyle's mom drove he and I 60 miles inland to Eugene, where Thanksgiving Dinner was being cooked. Yeah that's right, we did two Thanksgivings. It was incredible. I loved every minute of it. Especially the stuffing that my dad made... he tried to make enough extra that I'd get to take some back to SOU with me on Sunday... yeah, I'm already planning on going downstairs in a few minutes and eating the small portion that's left.
Friday at 5.30 IN THE FUCKING MORNING: after ~3 hours of sleep, Kyle woke me up for our big Day-After-Thanksgiving-Sale Shopping Extravaganza. First store failed, but the second two panned nicely: a DVD player and 6 DVDs were acquired for a total of $40. yay! we finally have a DVD player! it's a magical thing. i hope the damn thing works.
Friday at 8.30 am, same FUCKING MORNING: we came home with our loot and promptly fell back asleep on the couch. didn't wake up until 1.30 this afternoon.
Friday at 3 pm: Entire Meghan's Clan and Kyle piled into Meghan's Family's Big White Mom Van and drove back to Florence for a combination Kyle drop-off and Meghan's Parents' Anniversary Dinner Thingy. Anya and I parked it at Kyle's house while Mom and Dad went out on a "romantic dinner" at Florence's Thai restaurant. The left-overs smelled good as we drove home around 9 this evening.
Which brings me to now... I'm sitting here in my parents' home sleepy and debating over whether or not I eat the stuffing. Ok, debate over, I'm going to eat it. Maybe even take an epic jax excursion. Tomorrow with any luck I'll get a WORKING cell phone, to replace the beat-up one I've been carting around since January before last. What's wrong with it, you ask? Well, for one thing, the damn phone won't make calls half the time. It makes odd noises, doesn't always ring, the case is broken and falling off, and frankly, I'm sick of seeing it. Another possible highlight of tomorrow: I may go to see "RENT" with Anya in the theatres. So excited! It looks fucking awesome.
And with that, I am going to go make some tasty math: stuffing + microwave = happy meghan. Brits out!
somebody left their copy of Episode V in my television... but that's ok, since i'm hauling it back to SOU on Sunday. yay for us finally having a tv and a dvd player!
Thursday at 10 am: Kyle's littlest sister came into what was technically her room to talk me awake. Didn't work. Next thing I knew, Kyle had jumped on me. That worked. Thanks, honey. After the best shower in the world (no flip-flops, just homey shower goodness), I was rolled out to the entire Kyle's People family. I think they approved. Or at least, I hope they did. Mass consumption of Thanksgiving Lunch goodness.
Thursday at 3 pm: Kyle's mom drove he and I 60 miles inland to Eugene, where Thanksgiving Dinner was being cooked. Yeah that's right, we did two Thanksgivings. It was incredible. I loved every minute of it. Especially the stuffing that my dad made... he tried to make enough extra that I'd get to take some back to SOU with me on Sunday... yeah, I'm already planning on going downstairs in a few minutes and eating the small portion that's left.
Friday at 5.30 IN THE FUCKING MORNING: after ~3 hours of sleep, Kyle woke me up for our big Day-After-Thanksgiving-Sale Shopping Extravaganza. First store failed, but the second two panned nicely: a DVD player and 6 DVDs were acquired for a total of $40. yay! we finally have a DVD player! it's a magical thing. i hope the damn thing works.
Friday at 8.30 am, same FUCKING MORNING: we came home with our loot and promptly fell back asleep on the couch. didn't wake up until 1.30 this afternoon.
Friday at 3 pm: Entire Meghan's Clan and Kyle piled into Meghan's Family's Big White Mom Van and drove back to Florence for a combination Kyle drop-off and Meghan's Parents' Anniversary Dinner Thingy. Anya and I parked it at Kyle's house while Mom and Dad went out on a "romantic dinner" at Florence's Thai restaurant. The left-overs smelled good as we drove home around 9 this evening.
Which brings me to now... I'm sitting here in my parents' home sleepy and debating over whether or not I eat the stuffing. Ok, debate over, I'm going to eat it. Maybe even take an epic jax excursion. Tomorrow with any luck I'll get a WORKING cell phone, to replace the beat-up one I've been carting around since January before last. What's wrong with it, you ask? Well, for one thing, the damn phone won't make calls half the time. It makes odd noises, doesn't always ring, the case is broken and falling off, and frankly, I'm sick of seeing it. Another possible highlight of tomorrow: I may go to see "RENT" with Anya in the theatres. So excited! It looks fucking awesome.
And with that, I am going to go make some tasty math: stuffing + microwave = happy meghan. Brits out!
somebody left their copy of Episode V in my television... but that's ok, since i'm hauling it back to SOU on Sunday. yay for us finally having a tv and a dvd player!
21.11.05
bah
meghan didn't get a nap. and now meghan is sorely wishing she had.
ok, enough of the 3rd person talking, that gets confusing quickly.
i'm writing an essay, and managed to get 2/3 of the way through it... therefore, i am giving myself a bit of a break. let's see... it's 9.30 now, so i'll get back to my paper at... 9.40. that seems reasonable, right? just long enough for me to go roam and let my head stop hurting. this screen keeps giving me headaches for some reason. or maybe it's not the screen... and these damn lightening pains just coincide with when i'm working. bah.
that's the word of the day: bah. it sums up how the past... 12 hours have gone. bah. bah bah bah.
my head hurts. i think i'll actually take a bit of a break from staring at this little grey slab of pain before i finish pulling these last few bits of the paper out... and a fucking annotated bibiography. fuuuuuuckkk.... another good word for today. alright, Brits out!
how is it possible for one person to make me this happy? how??
ok, enough of the 3rd person talking, that gets confusing quickly.
i'm writing an essay, and managed to get 2/3 of the way through it... therefore, i am giving myself a bit of a break. let's see... it's 9.30 now, so i'll get back to my paper at... 9.40. that seems reasonable, right? just long enough for me to go roam and let my head stop hurting. this screen keeps giving me headaches for some reason. or maybe it's not the screen... and these damn lightening pains just coincide with when i'm working. bah.
that's the word of the day: bah. it sums up how the past... 12 hours have gone. bah. bah bah bah.
my head hurts. i think i'll actually take a bit of a break from staring at this little grey slab of pain before i finish pulling these last few bits of the paper out... and a fucking annotated bibiography. fuuuuuuckkk.... another good word for today. alright, Brits out!
how is it possible for one person to make me this happy? how??
it's official: i'm back
yup. congrats. this is the second time i've blogged in less than a day. after a good solid several days blog-free. i think i'm addicted. something about the feel of the keys clacking and me just typing whatever the fuck i feel like. i could even leave in a type-o if i felt like it. but those drive me crazy. but i could! principle of the matter, and whatknot.
took a Spanish test this morning. felt really good about it. i may try this "studying" thing again. definitely aced it. good feelings all around.
Thanksgiving is coming up! and i have two classes the day before... i hope Math gets cancelled, because otherwise i'm not going. Kyle and i's ride back to Florence is taking off at 2, and i plan on being in the car when it hits the road. tough choice. not. let's see, should i: a) deal with Prof. Assprobe (Mr. Buttcane, but he's feeling like a probe up the ass these days), or b) get in a car with my boy and his friend and ride off towards somewhere i actually WANT to be? yeah, real tough. see ya later, Mr. Ass-stick.
fuuuuuck... speaking of which... i've got Stats in 1 hour and 5 minutes. i was going to take a nap, but my meeting after Spanish ran on too long, and now i'm just praying that i'll survive until the hour when i can sleep again. it'll be a late evening for sure.
fuck it all, i'm taking a nap. it'll be short, but sweet. and yes i know i just started two consecutive paragraphs with "fuck" and that's how tired i am, that i didn't change it. although i love that word so much, i'm leaving it for personal enjoyment. mmmm... "fuck". good word. it seems to express so much with just one harsh syllabel. i highly recommend liberal usage. and with that, i'm gone like a poof of smoke. Brits out as well!
it was a good morning. good night, too. thought-provoking and reaffirming at the same time.
took a Spanish test this morning. felt really good about it. i may try this "studying" thing again. definitely aced it. good feelings all around.
Thanksgiving is coming up! and i have two classes the day before... i hope Math gets cancelled, because otherwise i'm not going. Kyle and i's ride back to Florence is taking off at 2, and i plan on being in the car when it hits the road. tough choice. not. let's see, should i: a) deal with Prof. Assprobe (Mr. Buttcane, but he's feeling like a probe up the ass these days), or b) get in a car with my boy and his friend and ride off towards somewhere i actually WANT to be? yeah, real tough. see ya later, Mr. Ass-stick.
fuuuuuck... speaking of which... i've got Stats in 1 hour and 5 minutes. i was going to take a nap, but my meeting after Spanish ran on too long, and now i'm just praying that i'll survive until the hour when i can sleep again. it'll be a late evening for sure.
fuck it all, i'm taking a nap. it'll be short, but sweet. and yes i know i just started two consecutive paragraphs with "fuck" and that's how tired i am, that i didn't change it. although i love that word so much, i'm leaving it for personal enjoyment. mmmm... "fuck". good word. it seems to express so much with just one harsh syllabel. i highly recommend liberal usage. and with that, i'm gone like a poof of smoke. Brits out as well!
it was a good morning. good night, too. thought-provoking and reaffirming at the same time.
20.11.05
listening to his roommate rock in his chair...
yeah... Kyle's roomie is rocking back and forth in his chair, and it keeps making this strange noise... imagine listening to somebody pop their knuckles through a pillow. or windshield wipers. or an indicator (a slooooow indicator) that's been left on too long.
thank god he stopped.
so anywho, down to business. i'm sorry that i stopped blogging there for a few days, but nothing really was happening. life became a routine. which is why i decided to get back here... sadness.
and madge, if you put kimberlina up to requesting my presence back online... thanks. haha
it smells like pot, but people are denying it... for reasons i will never know.
i'm educating John in the art of blogging, and Kevin is freaking out about the existence of it. very funny. he just threw a tube of toothpaste across the room and into the hall.
John, John, John.... he's a crazy mo-fo. he's watching me type, and laughing whenever i type his name.
oop, bedtime. kyle's kicking everybody out so he can go to bed, because he's gotta be up at 7 tomorrow morning, god knows why. but i do know that i should get off his computer, so until next time, kiddos. Cheers! and Brits out too.
because you nearly exited this window, there will be no footnote this evening. ok, ok, here you go: your roommate is insane. happy? no? ok, how about this: "Songbird" by Eva Cassidy has been stuck in my head for the last two days. i'm glad that'll do.
thank god he stopped.
so anywho, down to business. i'm sorry that i stopped blogging there for a few days, but nothing really was happening. life became a routine. which is why i decided to get back here... sadness.
and madge, if you put kimberlina up to requesting my presence back online... thanks. haha
it smells like pot, but people are denying it... for reasons i will never know.
i'm educating John in the art of blogging, and Kevin is freaking out about the existence of it. very funny. he just threw a tube of toothpaste across the room and into the hall.
John, John, John.... he's a crazy mo-fo. he's watching me type, and laughing whenever i type his name.
oop, bedtime. kyle's kicking everybody out so he can go to bed, because he's gotta be up at 7 tomorrow morning, god knows why. but i do know that i should get off his computer, so until next time, kiddos. Cheers! and Brits out too.
because you nearly exited this window, there will be no footnote this evening. ok, ok, here you go: your roommate is insane. happy? no? ok, how about this: "Songbird" by Eva Cassidy has been stuck in my head for the last two days. i'm glad that'll do.
14.11.05
yep yep yep
got my Stats midterm back... got a B. overall grade in Stats? B. woohoo.
had a migraine this morning... need to email my professor and explain my absence. that's the third time i've missed her class... she's got to hate me.
i'm really hungry, but i'm waiting for the other Meaghans (yes, i hang out with a Meagan and a Megan- together, we're The Meaghans) to be ready to go eat.... i think my body is going to start consuming itself if we don't leave soon.... NOOOO.... well, it just ate my right leg. well fuck. i now have only one leg because my stomach got so hungry it began eating appendages.
meeting at 6.30. i just remembered. yay. 45 minutes until.
i really have nothing to say other than it's good to be back and i'm hungry and i'm going to go kick the Meaghans into action... cheers! wait- no... BRITS OUT!
sorry about being a crap bedmate... and asking weird questions in my sleep...
had a migraine this morning... need to email my professor and explain my absence. that's the third time i've missed her class... she's got to hate me.
i'm really hungry, but i'm waiting for the other Meaghans (yes, i hang out with a Meagan and a Megan- together, we're The Meaghans) to be ready to go eat.... i think my body is going to start consuming itself if we don't leave soon.... NOOOO.... well, it just ate my right leg. well fuck. i now have only one leg because my stomach got so hungry it began eating appendages.
meeting at 6.30. i just remembered. yay. 45 minutes until.
i really have nothing to say other than it's good to be back and i'm hungry and i'm going to go kick the Meaghans into action... cheers! wait- no... BRITS OUT!
sorry about being a crap bedmate... and asking weird questions in my sleep...
11.11.05
hairballs and cake... mmmm mmmm, homey goodness
yeah, i'm home. the cat just tried to cough up hair, then wandered off... and Anya followed, to clean up any potential nastiness. wow, ain't it great to be home.
the internet here is SO FREAKING SLOW! i forgot how spoiled i am at SOU with my T-1 line... then i come here to their dial-up, 28k connection and i nearly die. honestly, i could walk away, get myself a piece of the tasty tasty cake that Anya cooked for my homecoming, and return in time to watch a page finish painting. it's almost painful.
oh wait- that's my poor stomach trying to digest the beef stroganoff that was for dinner. vegetarian power.
it really is strange to be here, though. it's like i never left, then i catch myself thinking that, mentally slap myself, and think, 'NO! stop! this is a visit! i DID move out, and i AM going back!' i think i may need to go on my laptop and look at photos, to remind myself that i have left. i can't take it! so trippy... it's so unreal.
i took my Stats midterm today, and felt good about the first page... half-way down the second page, however, i got hung up on normalcdf or invNorm and which to use. AGAIN. and even though i had dedicated more than half of my alloted notecard to the two of them, i still had troubles. bah. i hope i did well on it, though... i need to have done well on it.
i need to go find my laptop and re-become a college student. Brits out!
i misses his kisses
the internet here is SO FREAKING SLOW! i forgot how spoiled i am at SOU with my T-1 line... then i come here to their dial-up, 28k connection and i nearly die. honestly, i could walk away, get myself a piece of the tasty tasty cake that Anya cooked for my homecoming, and return in time to watch a page finish painting. it's almost painful.
oh wait- that's my poor stomach trying to digest the beef stroganoff that was for dinner. vegetarian power.
it really is strange to be here, though. it's like i never left, then i catch myself thinking that, mentally slap myself, and think, 'NO! stop! this is a visit! i DID move out, and i AM going back!' i think i may need to go on my laptop and look at photos, to remind myself that i have left. i can't take it! so trippy... it's so unreal.
i took my Stats midterm today, and felt good about the first page... half-way down the second page, however, i got hung up on normalcdf or invNorm and which to use. AGAIN. and even though i had dedicated more than half of my alloted notecard to the two of them, i still had troubles. bah. i hope i did well on it, though... i need to have done well on it.
i need to go find my laptop and re-become a college student. Brits out!
i misses his kisses
10.11.05
compliments of kimberlina
| This Is My Life, Rated | |
| Life: |  6.7 |
| Mind: | 6.7 |
| Body: |  5.5 |
| Spirit: | 6.7 |
| Friends/Family: | 6.5 |
| Love: |  7.7 |
| Finance: | 5.5 |
| Take the Rate My Life Quiz | |
ok, not so much fuck
yeah, i got an email from the Professor of Crim... 8 point curve... so there's still a chance of my getting an A in the class.
and to answer Kimberlina's question (because i feel odd about commenting on my own blog): i'm wanting to be one of those lab nerds who are in a windowless room for 8 hours a day, recovering serial numbers. That would be ideal.
if that doesn't pan, and McDonalds isn't hiring, i'll go into the ova-making profession. it's amazing how much people will pay for a healthy set of egg. hahahahha.... wow.
time for me to go do something... anything... cheers! and yes, Brits out still.
i'm off to find the boy... and if i can't, his neighbors are pretty entertaining usually
and to answer Kimberlina's question (because i feel odd about commenting on my own blog): i'm wanting to be one of those lab nerds who are in a windowless room for 8 hours a day, recovering serial numbers. That would be ideal.
if that doesn't pan, and McDonalds isn't hiring, i'll go into the ova-making profession. it's amazing how much people will pay for a healthy set of egg. hahahahha.... wow.
time for me to go do something... anything... cheers! and yes, Brits out still.
i'm off to find the boy... and if i can't, his neighbors are pretty entertaining usually
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
i just took that HUGE crim test... 50% of my grade... and i got an 80%. FUCK!!! because if an 80 is half my grade and i got a 92 on the test that was 20% of my grade... yeah, the best i can get in the class is a high B. FUCK!!! this class is so fucking easy! didn't help any that i got a migraine 2 questions into the test... FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK that's not helping
god damn mother fucking son of a bitch motherfucker shitfuck damn it all to hell. that didn't help either
i'm going to go wallow. as i do homework for my next class... in which i ALSO have a test. it's times like these that make me think that i'm really am not meant for this college business. or maybe criminology isn't for me... i wonder if i could get a job as a translator. where, i don't know... maybe i could translate for the crim lab. hahahahaha... fuuuuuuuck
i am in shock. what the fuck happened?!!?!?!?!?!
god damn mother fucking son of a bitch motherfucker shitfuck damn it all to hell. that didn't help either
i'm going to go wallow. as i do homework for my next class... in which i ALSO have a test. it's times like these that make me think that i'm really am not meant for this college business. or maybe criminology isn't for me... i wonder if i could get a job as a translator. where, i don't know... maybe i could translate for the crim lab. hahahahaha... fuuuuuuuck
i am in shock. what the fuck happened?!!?!?!?!?!
9.11.05
what the fuck...
when did people become so mean? tonight, at dinner, people were so mean... James was ragging on women in general and telling Meagan she had to vacuum his room for tossing paper at Kevin last night... apparently he forgot that she drove him up to Medford at 5 am when he needed a ride last month. asshole
then when we were walking back to Meagan's room after dinner, some chick walked through the door ahead of us and didn't hold the door open. just as a common courtesy! wench.
i'm not sure if it's just that i was raised to be polite to other people, or if the world has gotten rotten with the weather, but man, what is going on?!
today was tiring, even though i slept a good 6 hours last night, and another 2 between classes... i've got more homework that i don't want to do, and tonight i don't have any Reese's to bribe myself with... and Crim test tomorrow that's worth 50% of my grade. Spanish test that's a big one too. Meeting with head of honors CORE to create my "Death with Dignity" (as i'm beginning to refer to the impending end of my honors CORE career) program. then i go back to my room and study like a crazy kid for the stats midterm i'll be taking on friday.
by the time i go home friday night, i'll probably collapse in the doorway. my mother will have to drag me in. Anya will probably laugh at me, this limp blob of white skin, black sweatshirt, and red hair being towed by our little russian mom. i'd laugh.
i am making no sense, and my apologies. i was doing better earlier today. like right after my nap. then i went to Stats, and magically, my energy was sapped by Professor Assprobe. oops, sorry, Buttcane. how i despise that sad, sad little man.
i'm definitely procrastinating on this homework that i need to do... mmm.... a nap sounds good. i could always go bug kyle... nah, he's probably busy. i don't want to fuck my sleep schedule up by sleeping right now, but if i were to go to sleep for the night right now, i might almost feel alive tomorrow in time to take a spanish test that i wouldn't've studied for... that doesn't sound so good. Preterito, Imperfecto, sustantivos, vocab... é, aste, ó, amos, aron... Ã, iste, ió, imos, ieron... aba, abas, aba, ábamos, aban... Ãa, Ãas, Ãa, Ãamos, Ãan... i won't list out the vocab funness, no worries.
ok, i'm going to go beat this shit into my brain... cheers!
i'd like to see my darling boy this evening, but he's busy... as am i... well, i suppose the sleep-over last night was enough fun to tide me along... not really
then when we were walking back to Meagan's room after dinner, some chick walked through the door ahead of us and didn't hold the door open. just as a common courtesy! wench.
i'm not sure if it's just that i was raised to be polite to other people, or if the world has gotten rotten with the weather, but man, what is going on?!
today was tiring, even though i slept a good 6 hours last night, and another 2 between classes... i've got more homework that i don't want to do, and tonight i don't have any Reese's to bribe myself with... and Crim test tomorrow that's worth 50% of my grade. Spanish test that's a big one too. Meeting with head of honors CORE to create my "Death with Dignity" (as i'm beginning to refer to the impending end of my honors CORE career) program. then i go back to my room and study like a crazy kid for the stats midterm i'll be taking on friday.
by the time i go home friday night, i'll probably collapse in the doorway. my mother will have to drag me in. Anya will probably laugh at me, this limp blob of white skin, black sweatshirt, and red hair being towed by our little russian mom. i'd laugh.
i am making no sense, and my apologies. i was doing better earlier today. like right after my nap. then i went to Stats, and magically, my energy was sapped by Professor Assprobe. oops, sorry, Buttcane. how i despise that sad, sad little man.
i'm definitely procrastinating on this homework that i need to do... mmm.... a nap sounds good. i could always go bug kyle... nah, he's probably busy. i don't want to fuck my sleep schedule up by sleeping right now, but if i were to go to sleep for the night right now, i might almost feel alive tomorrow in time to take a spanish test that i wouldn't've studied for... that doesn't sound so good. Preterito, Imperfecto, sustantivos, vocab... é, aste, ó, amos, aron... Ã, iste, ió, imos, ieron... aba, abas, aba, ábamos, aban... Ãa, Ãas, Ãa, Ãamos, Ãan... i won't list out the vocab funness, no worries.
ok, i'm going to go beat this shit into my brain... cheers!
i'd like to see my darling boy this evening, but he's busy... as am i... well, i suppose the sleep-over last night was enough fun to tide me along... not really
8.11.05
and again, i lied
i'm doing the CORE homework. i couldn't handle the stress of not completing the work, even if i am taking off at the end of the term. although i might not even do that, because from what i've heard about regular CORE, it sucks even harder than honors CORE, and frankly, sucking is not something i want in a class.
some friends and i were over-analysing this afternoon, and came up with a theory on why it is that i'm not sleeping. ready for it? here: when Kyle gets stressed, i get stressed. and when i get stressed, i don't sleep.
i don't know how plausible that theory is, which is why i say "theory." although it seems to be the case. or maybe my waves of insomnia just coincide with his surge of life-craziness. who knows. not me.
all i want to do is crawl into my bed and sleep and sleep and sleep... but i know sleep won't come. the problem isn't that i'm not tired... i've got more tiredness in my system than should be legal (it might not be, for all i know), but somehow the whole concept of "i'm tired, therefore i sleep" hasn't made it past that comma.
tonight, i am going to do two Google News assignments and a summary. tomorrow, it's a Google News assignment and two summaries. in addition to studying for that Crim test that's 50% of my grade in that class. jeebus that's crazy.
i think i'll organise my Crim notes tomorrow between Spanish and Stats... with any luck, i'll manage a bit of a nap in there as well.
did i mention that i might be going home this weekend? Kyle's going to be off at PACURH, and Meagan's going to be driving to Bend for her dad's birthday, so guess who's hitching a ride? that's right, me! i so want good food, it's crazy. tonight's meal just drove that home. right to my intestines. and arteries. and I'm going to the Kiva and Sy's and Jambo, and by god I am going to bring Eugene back with me in various ways, because I miss it. Never EVER thought i'd think that, but i really do miss it.
alrighty, time for this chickadee to do some tarea... slán! or as Tegan says, Brits out!
last night's visit was awesome, but too short... my poor boy... Jurgis to my Ona
some friends and i were over-analysing this afternoon, and came up with a theory on why it is that i'm not sleeping. ready for it? here: when Kyle gets stressed, i get stressed. and when i get stressed, i don't sleep.
i don't know how plausible that theory is, which is why i say "theory." although it seems to be the case. or maybe my waves of insomnia just coincide with his surge of life-craziness. who knows. not me.
all i want to do is crawl into my bed and sleep and sleep and sleep... but i know sleep won't come. the problem isn't that i'm not tired... i've got more tiredness in my system than should be legal (it might not be, for all i know), but somehow the whole concept of "i'm tired, therefore i sleep" hasn't made it past that comma.
tonight, i am going to do two Google News assignments and a summary. tomorrow, it's a Google News assignment and two summaries. in addition to studying for that Crim test that's 50% of my grade in that class. jeebus that's crazy.
i think i'll organise my Crim notes tomorrow between Spanish and Stats... with any luck, i'll manage a bit of a nap in there as well.
did i mention that i might be going home this weekend? Kyle's going to be off at PACURH, and Meagan's going to be driving to Bend for her dad's birthday, so guess who's hitching a ride? that's right, me! i so want good food, it's crazy. tonight's meal just drove that home. right to my intestines. and arteries. and I'm going to the Kiva and Sy's and Jambo, and by god I am going to bring Eugene back with me in various ways, because I miss it. Never EVER thought i'd think that, but i really do miss it.
alrighty, time for this chickadee to do some tarea... slán! or as Tegan says, Brits out!
last night's visit was awesome, but too short... my poor boy... Jurgis to my Ona
again, here i sit...
can't sleep. once again. pisses me off.
i should be snoring peacefully in my comfy bed, surrounded by my big comfy blankets, and huddled up next to Kyle's red comfy sweatshirt. but no, here i sit in my non-comfy standard-issue chair at my standard-issue desk, complaining. woohoo.
i honestly have no idea how Kyle manages to survive with his schedule. at least when i'm not sleeping, i'm not having to focus on complex musical thingies and whatknot. i just lay back and let spanish conjugations flow through my head until i've gotten so glazed that it's almost sleep.
Superman, i tell ya. Superman.
fuck an ugly one-legged blind duck by the name of Scoopy, i'm going to go lay back down. i'm sure this post was strange, but at least i kept it short, eh? oh well. cheers!
soon, life will calm down a bit... then i shall get my hug
i should be snoring peacefully in my comfy bed, surrounded by my big comfy blankets, and huddled up next to Kyle's red comfy sweatshirt. but no, here i sit in my non-comfy standard-issue chair at my standard-issue desk, complaining. woohoo.
i honestly have no idea how Kyle manages to survive with his schedule. at least when i'm not sleeping, i'm not having to focus on complex musical thingies and whatknot. i just lay back and let spanish conjugations flow through my head until i've gotten so glazed that it's almost sleep.
Superman, i tell ya. Superman.
fuck an ugly one-legged blind duck by the name of Scoopy, i'm going to go lay back down. i'm sure this post was strange, but at least i kept it short, eh? oh well. cheers!
soon, life will calm down a bit... then i shall get my hug
7.11.05
that's right, laugh while you can
because i, meghan, have decided that i am NOT going to do my Honors CORE homework, and at the end of the term, will be DROPPING it like a hot waste of time. right. yeah.
besides that, not much is happening. Kyle's off meeting with his PACURH people (don't ask me to define that, i can barely say it), then has probably 6-8 hours of homework. it amazes me that the professors in the Music Department expect their students to be able to take the 9 classes required as a freshman, do homework, AND sleep. i don't know how he does that, and still manages to find enough time in his day to catch up with me. i'm dating Superman.
today it snowed, and that was all good and well... until it warmed up enough to melt the snow and then the day went from grey and snowing to grey and slushing. fucking sucked.
i'm still feeling deliriously, maniacally, immaturely giddy about having decided to not continue with CORE. this class has been the bane of my existence since Day 1 of SOU, and now that i have accepted that as a valid truth and am working to remove it from my life... ah, the world is looking so good.
and i had pizza. what a beautiful day!!! ok, i'm going to go do the reading for CORE, revise a draft for CORE, and define the Spanish vocab, then it's beddy-bye time for this redhead. cheers!
he is wonderful and perfect and i love him more than anything, and one of these days we're going to have to have a bit of a talk
besides that, not much is happening. Kyle's off meeting with his PACURH people (don't ask me to define that, i can barely say it), then has probably 6-8 hours of homework. it amazes me that the professors in the Music Department expect their students to be able to take the 9 classes required as a freshman, do homework, AND sleep. i don't know how he does that, and still manages to find enough time in his day to catch up with me. i'm dating Superman.
today it snowed, and that was all good and well... until it warmed up enough to melt the snow and then the day went from grey and snowing to grey and slushing. fucking sucked.
i'm still feeling deliriously, maniacally, immaturely giddy about having decided to not continue with CORE. this class has been the bane of my existence since Day 1 of SOU, and now that i have accepted that as a valid truth and am working to remove it from my life... ah, the world is looking so good.
and i had pizza. what a beautiful day!!! ok, i'm going to go do the reading for CORE, revise a draft for CORE, and define the Spanish vocab, then it's beddy-bye time for this redhead. cheers!
he is wonderful and perfect and i love him more than anything, and one of these days we're going to have to have a bit of a talk
5.11.05
rambing... rambling... and more of the same
yeah, i pretty much have nothing worthwhile to say, so i'm not sure why i'm posting again today.
Kyle's roommate went to the hospital today, and just got back. he looks like shit. wonder what's shaking with him. he's not a very nice person (have i mentioned Will before? that's who i'm talking about now), but being sick is no fun. who knows.
i miss my dad. for some reason, i just thought of how he always made me feel better when i was feeling sick at home. i'll talk to him tomorrow, though, so no worries. sounds like the Paul McCartney concert was quite the event, though. White Trash Limo Ride from Hell and all. hahahahaha
alrighty, i'm gonna go rejoin the group down in James' room. somebody's playing guitar. cheers!
what the fuck is wrong with me?!?!
Kyle's roommate went to the hospital today, and just got back. he looks like shit. wonder what's shaking with him. he's not a very nice person (have i mentioned Will before? that's who i'm talking about now), but being sick is no fun. who knows.
i miss my dad. for some reason, i just thought of how he always made me feel better when i was feeling sick at home. i'll talk to him tomorrow, though, so no worries. sounds like the Paul McCartney concert was quite the event, though. White Trash Limo Ride from Hell and all. hahahahaha
alrighty, i'm gonna go rejoin the group down in James' room. somebody's playing guitar. cheers!
what the fuck is wrong with me?!?!
wow
so, i went to sleep at around 4 am this morning, and (with the exception of a short jax run) slept until 5.30 this evening. i'm so fucked for sleep tonight.
reading Man's Search for Meaning. it seems like it's going to be interesting, but my hunger is a bigger need than this book, so i'm not sure what i just read. i think i'll raid my roomie's side of the room.... no, can't, i'd feel bad for not having asked first. damn my parents and their effective rearing techniques.
Kyle has finally decided to end my Star Wars ignorance: last weekend we watched Episode I, and last night was Episode II. Various people aren't happy that he chose to educate me in chronological order instead of 4, 5, 6, and then 1, 2, and 3 like the rest of the world saw them, and i'm beginning to wonder if i should've seen them that way, but he's got a plan, and Episode III, so that's what's on the plate for tonight. if we ever finish our homework.
fuck it, i'm hungry, i'm gonna go kick Meagan up and see if she wants to go grab some food with a mussed up bedhead. cheers!
squaking... how i hate it. more than snorting.
reading Man's Search for Meaning. it seems like it's going to be interesting, but my hunger is a bigger need than this book, so i'm not sure what i just read. i think i'll raid my roomie's side of the room.... no, can't, i'd feel bad for not having asked first. damn my parents and their effective rearing techniques.
Kyle has finally decided to end my Star Wars ignorance: last weekend we watched Episode I, and last night was Episode II. Various people aren't happy that he chose to educate me in chronological order instead of 4, 5, 6, and then 1, 2, and 3 like the rest of the world saw them, and i'm beginning to wonder if i should've seen them that way, but he's got a plan, and Episode III, so that's what's on the plate for tonight. if we ever finish our homework.
fuck it, i'm hungry, i'm gonna go kick Meagan up and see if she wants to go grab some food with a mussed up bedhead. cheers!
squaking... how i hate it. more than snorting.
2.11.05
much better!
yes, today was much better. for one, i woke up and discovered Kyle had slept over. i don't remember him coming into the room or flopping down next to me, but that was pretty nifty.
i then got to go back to sleep after he left and get another hour or so of much-wanted rest. went to spanish, came back, and slept more... got up, went to math, then can you guess what i did? no, sadly, it wasn't sleep. although for some reason, i'm still tired... i can't even imagine how tired Kyle must be! ten million music classes, PACURH, IRC, homework for said millions of classes... in-fucking-credible.
later i'm going to the movies with Leah and Meagan... i really should be studying for my Spanish test, but you know what? I already did. for an hour. and that's more than i study for most tests, so there! i want to go watch "North Country," dammit! i don't even know if that's the real name of the movie, but it sounds pretty good, so there again.
and tomorrow i get to go to Spanish, Crim, and CORE... honestly, if it wasn't for the slight boost i get from photocopying my notes for the ACCESS center, i would probably just fall down and not move between Crim and CORE. next semester i'm going to try my damndest to not have three classes back to back to back without any sort of meal break in between.
and now that i've spewed out the contents of my mind, i think i shall go study a bit more for my Spanish test, then go bother Meagan until it's time to go a'movie-ing. cheers!
goodness how i love that beautiful boy of mine
i then got to go back to sleep after he left and get another hour or so of much-wanted rest. went to spanish, came back, and slept more... got up, went to math, then can you guess what i did? no, sadly, it wasn't sleep. although for some reason, i'm still tired... i can't even imagine how tired Kyle must be! ten million music classes, PACURH, IRC, homework for said millions of classes... in-fucking-credible.
later i'm going to the movies with Leah and Meagan... i really should be studying for my Spanish test, but you know what? I already did. for an hour. and that's more than i study for most tests, so there! i want to go watch "North Country," dammit! i don't even know if that's the real name of the movie, but it sounds pretty good, so there again.
and tomorrow i get to go to Spanish, Crim, and CORE... honestly, if it wasn't for the slight boost i get from photocopying my notes for the ACCESS center, i would probably just fall down and not move between Crim and CORE. next semester i'm going to try my damndest to not have three classes back to back to back without any sort of meal break in between.
and now that i've spewed out the contents of my mind, i think i shall go study a bit more for my Spanish test, then go bother Meagan until it's time to go a'movie-ing. cheers!
goodness how i love that beautiful boy of mine
1.11.05
gah!
ok, so today fucking sucked. various factors. i'll just leave it at that it fucking sucked.
however, i did get to take a bit of a much-needed nap, so yay. it really was a crap nap, but it was still nice to be able to slow down enough to lay down and sort-of conk out.
man, i filleted the pad of my left thumb, and typing is a bitch. i think i'm going to either figure out how to do this differently, or give up... ok, i'll just use my right thumb to hit the space. woohoo for being slow enough to have to think that one through.
oh! i wrote a paper called "Procrastination: I'll Come Up With a Better Title Later". It rocked! Or at least, i hope it did- i don't honestly remember what i wrote, so who knows. the title was good. especially for a 3 am job.
i went trick-or-treating last night, and now have WAAAAY too much candy sitting in my room, slowly but surely making its way to my poor stomach.... mmmmm.... so good.
my computer is kind of screwy these past few days. it tries to play a sound, any sound, and it skips and clicks during its pathetic attempt. i almost weep for it, but have no idea what to do for it, so basically i'm going to hope it fixes itself (which it probably won't), or ask Kyle to fix it for me. James thinks it's the sound card fucking up, but like hell do i know what that means... general concensus is that the noises my computer makes (especially when operating iTunes, for some odd reason) is not good.
i've tried reinstalling several different programs, mixing with the various settings in a couple of programs, and even going into the control panel and dicking with the hardware itself... fuck, Kyle is off doing something, maybe I could cart this poor piece of machinery over to Jason's or James's, because it's driving me crazy! "Megalomaniac" does NOT pause before "step down!" and GAH!!!!! hence the title of this post.
let's see, what else is going on around here... it rained today, and it wasn't a good kind of rain. it was at first, but then became the kind that saps your energy and makes you feel like a sludgy sleep-deprived pile of numb. no good. you know what i mean, right? anybody who's lived in Oregon has a good chance of knowing the rain of which i speak.
even though it's only 10.30, i think i may go to sleep... it won't be anything quality, but it'll waste the time until i have to go Spanish tomorrow at 11am. woohoo. not.
i wonder if i'll get to see him again tonight... i need a hug, and possibly a good cry...
however, i did get to take a bit of a much-needed nap, so yay. it really was a crap nap, but it was still nice to be able to slow down enough to lay down and sort-of conk out.
man, i filleted the pad of my left thumb, and typing is a bitch. i think i'm going to either figure out how to do this differently, or give up... ok, i'll just use my right thumb to hit the space. woohoo for being slow enough to have to think that one through.
oh! i wrote a paper called "Procrastination: I'll Come Up With a Better Title Later". It rocked! Or at least, i hope it did- i don't honestly remember what i wrote, so who knows. the title was good. especially for a 3 am job.
i went trick-or-treating last night, and now have WAAAAY too much candy sitting in my room, slowly but surely making its way to my poor stomach.... mmmmm.... so good.
my computer is kind of screwy these past few days. it tries to play a sound, any sound, and it skips and clicks during its pathetic attempt. i almost weep for it, but have no idea what to do for it, so basically i'm going to hope it fixes itself (which it probably won't), or ask Kyle to fix it for me. James thinks it's the sound card fucking up, but like hell do i know what that means... general concensus is that the noises my computer makes (especially when operating iTunes, for some odd reason) is not good.
i've tried reinstalling several different programs, mixing with the various settings in a couple of programs, and even going into the control panel and dicking with the hardware itself... fuck, Kyle is off doing something, maybe I could cart this poor piece of machinery over to Jason's or James's, because it's driving me crazy! "Megalomaniac" does NOT pause before "step down!" and GAH!!!!! hence the title of this post.
let's see, what else is going on around here... it rained today, and it wasn't a good kind of rain. it was at first, but then became the kind that saps your energy and makes you feel like a sludgy sleep-deprived pile of numb. no good. you know what i mean, right? anybody who's lived in Oregon has a good chance of knowing the rain of which i speak.
even though it's only 10.30, i think i may go to sleep... it won't be anything quality, but it'll waste the time until i have to go Spanish tomorrow at 11am. woohoo. not.
i wonder if i'll get to see him again tonight... i need a hug, and possibly a good cry...
yay for pirates!
My pirate name is:
Bloody Morgan Roberts
Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. Two things complete your pirate persona: style and swagger. Maybe a little too much swagger sometimes -- but who really cares? Arr!
Get your own pirate name from fidius.org. ah, this entertains me greatly. although the fact that the pirate flag didn't appear correctly annoyed my a bit, so i had to remove it and recenter the text... just imagine a pirate flag, would you? it'd be just to the left of the explanation of my "pirate name"... Arrrr!
alright, time to go write a paper... cheers!
by three, he says... i'll watch the clock, says i...
30.10.05
Rocky Horror Goodness!
Rocky Horror Picture Show... oh man, it was so fucking beautiful! here, look:
that's Sara and I looking sexy... here's one of Kyle and I molesting our more conservative friend John (conservative by comparison):
isn't Kyle a cute submissive? hehehe... i'll probably pay for that comment, but you know what? it's true. and don't miss the duck-taped nipples now. apparently there's some sort of school code that says "no individual, male or female, shall show their nipples at a school function." go figure. and no, his hand is not on my nunga, although i realise it does appear that way.
besides that, not much has been happening... i've been putting off writing a paper on procrastination (i kid you not), and still need to find me a vest for my pirate costume... oh yeah, and dye my skirt. woohoo. not. probably after math tomorrow. scratch that- DEFINITELY after math tomorrow. the paper, however... i'll probably write it between Spanish and Math. should write itself.
and for now, i am going to go brush my teeth. cheers!
six times in twelve hours... that is incredible.
27.10.05
shortie here
yeah, i'm headed to bed, so this isn't going to be long, i promise.
let's see... today was actually pretty good. i don't remember exactly why i think that, but it was. oh right! i got to dress up in pink goodness and rock out on the bleachers of the gym (first time there, btw) with Sara and Meagan and Jason in drag... it was fun. Sara rocks! we think too much alike for me to not be entertained.
also... (i'm sure there's an also, there's always an also) also... i did laundry, does that count as an also? i really can't remember today very much... i took a Spanish test, we'll see how that goes... Randall wasn't in Crim, but that was ok because the kid who sits on my other side is pretty funny... i don't remember CORE... went down to the ACCESS center and registered as a note-taker for my Crim class... my notes are pretty thorough, and if somebody wants a copy, they're welcome to it. to be straight with you, i know somebody needs Crim notes, now as for whether or not they want my notes i don't know.
but i'm doing my part. one for all and all for one. all that lot.
today is Thirsty Thursday, and you know what that means! yep, i needa go refill my Nalgene from the water fountain down the hall. just a moment.
ok, all better. this really is longer than i'd intended for it to be, and since i have nothing more to say, i'll wrap this puppy up like a burrito and get it to go.... cheers!
mmm... my bed plus two equals mmm...
let's see... today was actually pretty good. i don't remember exactly why i think that, but it was. oh right! i got to dress up in pink goodness and rock out on the bleachers of the gym (first time there, btw) with Sara and Meagan and Jason in drag... it was fun. Sara rocks! we think too much alike for me to not be entertained.
also... (i'm sure there's an also, there's always an also) also... i did laundry, does that count as an also? i really can't remember today very much... i took a Spanish test, we'll see how that goes... Randall wasn't in Crim, but that was ok because the kid who sits on my other side is pretty funny... i don't remember CORE... went down to the ACCESS center and registered as a note-taker for my Crim class... my notes are pretty thorough, and if somebody wants a copy, they're welcome to it. to be straight with you, i know somebody needs Crim notes, now as for whether or not they want my notes i don't know.
but i'm doing my part. one for all and all for one. all that lot.
today is Thirsty Thursday, and you know what that means! yep, i needa go refill my Nalgene from the water fountain down the hall. just a moment.
ok, all better. this really is longer than i'd intended for it to be, and since i have nothing more to say, i'll wrap this puppy up like a burrito and get it to go.... cheers!
mmm... my bed plus two equals mmm...
26.10.05
Crazy Pinkness!
Yeah, the entire Ivy Lounge looks like a giant pink nightmare. And I was a part of making it all happen! yay for me! We've got pink balloons, pink streamers, signs screaming, "THINK PINK!", and all sorts of altered-pink light fixtures... just to name a few of the ways that this room burns one's corneas.
It's magnificent. Although I'm kind of regretting having spent so much time working on it instead of doing homework, since I'll now be up waaay too late writing critical reading responses. they blow.
Yes, I just said "blow." I think I've been around James too long. yikes.
OOOH! I can't remember if I said that I got a package from Sarah. Did I? I don't care. It still makes me smile to see the note she sent in it (which is currently posted on my Wall of Amazingness), and listen to the CD she made me... I love Sarah. And I miss her. I get to see her during Winter Break! Yay!
Down to business.
Let's see... This morning I was woken up at 8 am by a loud knocking on the door followed by, "It's Kyle, are you ready to go?" Yeah, I was going to breakfast. I pulled on my big brown sweater and walked out the door. It was classy.
After the (delicious pancake) breakfast, we got dropped off by Kyle's dad back at the dorms... I walked up to Kyle's room, and promptly fell back asleep on his couch. Got woken up when he went back to class, moved to my own room, slept a bit more, then finally dragged my sorry ass off to Spanish. Came back to the room, slept until it was time to go to Stats, went, then realised I hadn't eaten since 8.30 this morning... can't remember exactly what-all went down after that... oh right, more pink decorating.
While we were all making the Lounge uninhabitable, my dad called me, and told me something really exciting: he won two tickets to the McCartney concert up in Portland, along with a limo ride there and back! He said my sister Anya is going as one of the two, and if I wanted to be the other, I was welcome to it, otherwise he or Mom would go. The concert is, if I remember correctly, a week from this Friday.
I've not completely made up my mind on this one. For one thing, I'd have to miss a Stats class to be in Eugene in time for the limo pick-up (haha, that's fun to be able to say). And another, I'd miss all sorts of goings-on down here.... like.... I'm not sure, but I bet something's happening, and I bet I'd be slightly downed to miss it. Ok, so it's mainly the Stats class. And of course, I'd miss Kyle, but it's not like we're connected at the hip or anything (more like the hand.... haha), so... ok, I need to take a vote. Who thinks what?
I remember my 16th Birthday present from my parents was the most of the entire family going to Paul McCartney's concert up in Portland... it'd be nifty to go again, because even though he's old and kind of strange for marrying a woman so much younger than him and having children at his age, he still puts on one hell of a show.
So yeah... thoughts? Even if you're just a random person reading my blog who doesn't know me from Eve, I want your opinion.
Alright, yeah, I'm still stalling on the CORE homework... better go do that. Cheers!
so tired.... so very tired... and yet i feel compelled to do this homework.... fuuuuuuck...
It's magnificent. Although I'm kind of regretting having spent so much time working on it instead of doing homework, since I'll now be up waaay too late writing critical reading responses. they blow.
Yes, I just said "blow." I think I've been around James too long. yikes.
OOOH! I can't remember if I said that I got a package from Sarah. Did I? I don't care. It still makes me smile to see the note she sent in it (which is currently posted on my Wall of Amazingness), and listen to the CD she made me... I love Sarah. And I miss her. I get to see her during Winter Break! Yay!
Down to business.
Let's see... This morning I was woken up at 8 am by a loud knocking on the door followed by, "It's Kyle, are you ready to go?" Yeah, I was going to breakfast. I pulled on my big brown sweater and walked out the door. It was classy.
After the (delicious pancake) breakfast, we got dropped off by Kyle's dad back at the dorms... I walked up to Kyle's room, and promptly fell back asleep on his couch. Got woken up when he went back to class, moved to my own room, slept a bit more, then finally dragged my sorry ass off to Spanish. Came back to the room, slept until it was time to go to Stats, went, then realised I hadn't eaten since 8.30 this morning... can't remember exactly what-all went down after that... oh right, more pink decorating.
While we were all making the Lounge uninhabitable, my dad called me, and told me something really exciting: he won two tickets to the McCartney concert up in Portland, along with a limo ride there and back! He said my sister Anya is going as one of the two, and if I wanted to be the other, I was welcome to it, otherwise he or Mom would go. The concert is, if I remember correctly, a week from this Friday.
I've not completely made up my mind on this one. For one thing, I'd have to miss a Stats class to be in Eugene in time for the limo pick-up (haha, that's fun to be able to say). And another, I'd miss all sorts of goings-on down here.... like.... I'm not sure, but I bet something's happening, and I bet I'd be slightly downed to miss it. Ok, so it's mainly the Stats class. And of course, I'd miss Kyle, but it's not like we're connected at the hip or anything (more like the hand.... haha), so... ok, I need to take a vote. Who thinks what?
I remember my 16th Birthday present from my parents was the most of the entire family going to Paul McCartney's concert up in Portland... it'd be nifty to go again, because even though he's old and kind of strange for marrying a woman so much younger than him and having children at his age, he still puts on one hell of a show.
So yeah... thoughts? Even if you're just a random person reading my blog who doesn't know me from Eve, I want your opinion.
Alright, yeah, I'm still stalling on the CORE homework... better go do that. Cheers!
so tired.... so very tired... and yet i feel compelled to do this homework.... fuuuuuuck...
pumpkins, pinkies, and pasta, oh my!
yep, that was my evening: lots of people dressed in pink (except Kyle's roomie Will- he fucking DYED his body pink last night), baby wading pools full of pasta (through which crazy people, such as the male i call mine, crawl and look for hot dogs to put into a bucket... with their mouth), and pumpkin carving (mine rocked... i'll try to get a photo).
the day wasn't much better. serious grovelling in order to appease my spanish teacher... then i had to make up the chapter test i missed, only to miss class today... fucking alarm clock on my phone. i wish my actual clock worked... actually, it probably does, i just don't know how to make it work. pretty sad, huh?
i don't even remember my other two classes... i didn't get to take my nap like i'd hoped, but i did get to laugh at photos of Will the Pink. not as good as a nap, but it was fun.
i have to do spanish homework... fuck... don't want to... but i have to... and i think i got invited to breakfast tomorrow with Kyle and his father, but i'm not sure... fuck it, i'm going to go do my homework. cheers!
"fuck" is such a great word. it makes my mind happy to use it... happy in ways similar to appeasing my ocd compulsions... kind of an ease... a feverish relaxation... :)
the day wasn't much better. serious grovelling in order to appease my spanish teacher... then i had to make up the chapter test i missed, only to miss class today... fucking alarm clock on my phone. i wish my actual clock worked... actually, it probably does, i just don't know how to make it work. pretty sad, huh?
i don't even remember my other two classes... i didn't get to take my nap like i'd hoped, but i did get to laugh at photos of Will the Pink. not as good as a nap, but it was fun.
i have to do spanish homework... fuck... don't want to... but i have to... and i think i got invited to breakfast tomorrow with Kyle and his father, but i'm not sure... fuck it, i'm going to go do my homework. cheers!
"fuck" is such a great word. it makes my mind happy to use it... happy in ways similar to appeasing my ocd compulsions... kind of an ease... a feverish relaxation... :)
25.10.05
no sleep for the wicked
or is it, "no sleep for the weary"? i'm not sure... heh heh heh
i laugh at myself...
and at my lack of sleep. definitely only got about 4 hours' worth last night, if that. but, that's still better than none. although i think i may be taking a nap this afternoon...
9.46 am... i should go take a shower and get ready to go to class.
i accidentally typed "sleep" the first time around... had to go back and type "class." wow
alright, with any luck (and a bit of memory), i'll post later today... but if not, cheers, and have a good day!
mmm... sleeping with half-naked boy... mmm... and waking up next to half-naked boy... mmm...
i laugh at myself...
and at my lack of sleep. definitely only got about 4 hours' worth last night, if that. but, that's still better than none. although i think i may be taking a nap this afternoon...
9.46 am... i should go take a shower and get ready to go to class.
i accidentally typed "sleep" the first time around... had to go back and type "class." wow
alright, with any luck (and a bit of memory), i'll post later today... but if not, cheers, and have a good day!
mmm... sleeping with half-naked boy... mmm... and waking up next to half-naked boy... mmm...
24.10.05
what a concept- posting during the day!
indeed, the sun is still out.
i'm waiting for the girls to finish dolling up, so we can all go to McGraff's to say hi to Leah's boy. Did i mention that this McGraff's is a half-hour drive away? this is crazy.
it's especially crazy because i have homework. i have to read Lost in Place (the entire thing), and who knows what else. but no, i'm sitting here listening to country music and waiting to go to a place that serves flesh. wow.
yeah, this morning i slept through my spanish class by accident (alarm clock went off, i thought i hit "snooze," and apparently i hit "stop")... woke up at 2.15 this afternoon, and thought, "well, fuck. oh well."
i want a hug. dammit, where is that man of mine?
oooh!!! i got a 92% on my math midterm! which is 25% of my grade... i'm glad i didn't know that before i took the test, because i would've panicked... and that helps nobody.
alright, i'm done with this, i think i'm going to go find some Reese's cups... tasty tasty goodness. cheers!
mmm... i love that boy
i'm waiting for the girls to finish dolling up, so we can all go to McGraff's to say hi to Leah's boy. Did i mention that this McGraff's is a half-hour drive away? this is crazy.
it's especially crazy because i have homework. i have to read Lost in Place (the entire thing), and who knows what else. but no, i'm sitting here listening to country music and waiting to go to a place that serves flesh. wow.
yeah, this morning i slept through my spanish class by accident (alarm clock went off, i thought i hit "snooze," and apparently i hit "stop")... woke up at 2.15 this afternoon, and thought, "well, fuck. oh well."
i want a hug. dammit, where is that man of mine?
oooh!!! i got a 92% on my math midterm! which is 25% of my grade... i'm glad i didn't know that before i took the test, because i would've panicked... and that helps nobody.
alright, i'm done with this, i think i'm going to go find some Reese's cups... tasty tasty goodness. cheers!
mmm... i love that boy
and down go #s 9, 10, 11, and 12
mmm, mmm, gel capsule goodness.
it's that time again... and where would i be but here?
i'm sure if i opened the window i could hear Kyle playing the didjeridoo over in Hawthorne... funny.
i have even less to say this evening than normal. my apologies.
occasionally, i worry for my roommate. but she's a big girl, and i'm not her mother.
fuck... forgot to do my math homework. eh, i'll do it after spanish. haha, study habits of a champion, for sure.
you know, i might just be able to fall asleep right now... i think i'm going to give it a try. with any luck (and a bit of memory), i'll post tomorrow afternoon with the exciting details of my day thus far. hahaha... right. adios!
now that was a happy anniversary :) ... agreed?
it's that time again... and where would i be but here?
i'm sure if i opened the window i could hear Kyle playing the didjeridoo over in Hawthorne... funny.
i have even less to say this evening than normal. my apologies.
occasionally, i worry for my roommate. but she's a big girl, and i'm not her mother.
fuck... forgot to do my math homework. eh, i'll do it after spanish. haha, study habits of a champion, for sure.
you know, i might just be able to fall asleep right now... i think i'm going to give it a try. with any luck (and a bit of memory), i'll post tomorrow afternoon with the exciting details of my day thus far. hahaha... right. adios!
now that was a happy anniversary :) ... agreed?
23.10.05
again, here i sit...
it's a quarter to four in the morning, i have a boy passed out in my bed (we were watching a movie and out he went... i didn't have the heart to kick him out), and i have benadryl in my system. so why am i not huddled up under my blanket, sleeping like a norman human being? well, because i am not tired. whoop. sometimes i really hate my body. and it's not even that middle-school "i hate how my body looks" crap. i've given up on hating my appearance. it got old. and so did i.
my body in function, however... we're not on speaking terms. stupid lack of melatonin... i shake my fist in fiery anger at whatever part of my brain isn't making sleep chemicals! that'll show it. i'm sure it's quaking in its little skull. wait- no, that's me shaking my head at myself.
wow, i am insane.
anywho, saturday was fun. slept in until ~3 pm... checked my various emails... kyle showed up at my door, and we watched "Hook" on DVD... it's amazing what you catch with subtitles on. later, we went out, got a pizza from Papa Murphy's, over-cooked it in the crap oven in Hawthorne Hall, and watched some episodes of "Clone Wars" that Jason had on his computer. I, of course, has no fucking idea what was going on, but everybody else did, and besides, i had pizza, so all was well.
then we watched "From Dusk Til Dawn." Fucking crap movie. I seem to be finding these at an extraordinary rate.
I think just taking a shower might've screwed me in the sleep category. Although I am getting a little loopy... maybe i'll go lay down. after i push aside the great sleeping mass that is the love of my life. haha, i love you honey. but you currently are splayed across my entire bed.
that's it, i'm going to sleep. come hell or high water, I will achieve unconsciousness! although i am kind of worried for my roomie... i have no idea where she is... cheers!
happy anniversary baby
my body in function, however... we're not on speaking terms. stupid lack of melatonin... i shake my fist in fiery anger at whatever part of my brain isn't making sleep chemicals! that'll show it. i'm sure it's quaking in its little skull. wait- no, that's me shaking my head at myself.
wow, i am insane.
anywho, saturday was fun. slept in until ~3 pm... checked my various emails... kyle showed up at my door, and we watched "Hook" on DVD... it's amazing what you catch with subtitles on. later, we went out, got a pizza from Papa Murphy's, over-cooked it in the crap oven in Hawthorne Hall, and watched some episodes of "Clone Wars" that Jason had on his computer. I, of course, has no fucking idea what was going on, but everybody else did, and besides, i had pizza, so all was well.
then we watched "From Dusk Til Dawn." Fucking crap movie. I seem to be finding these at an extraordinary rate.
I think just taking a shower might've screwed me in the sleep category. Although I am getting a little loopy... maybe i'll go lay down. after i push aside the great sleeping mass that is the love of my life. haha, i love you honey. but you currently are splayed across my entire bed.
that's it, i'm going to sleep. come hell or high water, I will achieve unconsciousness! although i am kind of worried for my roomie... i have no idea where she is... cheers!
happy anniversary baby
22.10.05
Sleep Deprivation... it's a bitch
yeah, so sleep finally decided to visit me last night... at around 5.30 am. hahahaha... thank goodness my only class of the day wasn't until 3 pm, so i slept in until around 1.45 pm. that's some quality sleep, right? wait- how many hours is that? lemme count... 5 + 6 = 11, + 2 = 1... so i got 7 hours of sleep. is that right? yup. hey, don't give me that thought, look at the timestamp! once again, it's late.
i actually should go back downstairs and continue with the Family Guy Marathon, but i needed a moment to have my own thoughts instead of having somebody else's pressed into my mind... it almost hurts. almost.
but i took my math midterm today! i think i might've actually done pretty well on it. none of it was anything difficult, mostly standard deviations and variance calculations... two of the questions actually asked the test taker to define the term "sample" for the given scenario. it was hilarious!
i don't remember what happened between math class and the Family Guy Marathon's commencement, but i'm sure it was thrilling. probably slept.
my roomie lost her keys last night, but thankfully i was downstairs in the Ivy Lounge watching "Kill Bill" with some friends... she was quasi- plastered, but i gave her my room key and then waited an hour so she'd be asleep by the time i got up there... i worry about her when she's hammered, but needlessly so. So, i saved myself the "oh god she's leaning out the window what's she doing who is she talking to why does she have to lean that far out oh man what if she pukes" thought process. yay for me.
however, i do not know if/when she'll be home this evening, so i have to keep my mobile close by to be able to meet up with her and let her into the room. thrills. i hate my mobile. i pull it out of my purse and people ask how old it is. like it should be in the fucking smithsonian or something. bitches. can't they just accept antiques?! i'm getting a new one next month, just leave mi fono viejo alone!!
mweh, that's enough of me. i'm going to go use the facilities, then head back for some quality mind-numbing un-PC entertainment. cheers!
after this i am going to be genetically programmed to kill when i hear the "family guy" theme song
i actually should go back downstairs and continue with the Family Guy Marathon, but i needed a moment to have my own thoughts instead of having somebody else's pressed into my mind... it almost hurts. almost.
but i took my math midterm today! i think i might've actually done pretty well on it. none of it was anything difficult, mostly standard deviations and variance calculations... two of the questions actually asked the test taker to define the term "sample" for the given scenario. it was hilarious!
i don't remember what happened between math class and the Family Guy Marathon's commencement, but i'm sure it was thrilling. probably slept.
my roomie lost her keys last night, but thankfully i was downstairs in the Ivy Lounge watching "Kill Bill" with some friends... she was quasi- plastered, but i gave her my room key and then waited an hour so she'd be asleep by the time i got up there... i worry about her when she's hammered, but needlessly so. So, i saved myself the "oh god she's leaning out the window what's she doing who is she talking to why does she have to lean that far out oh man what if she pukes" thought process. yay for me.
however, i do not know if/when she'll be home this evening, so i have to keep my mobile close by to be able to meet up with her and let her into the room. thrills. i hate my mobile. i pull it out of my purse and people ask how old it is. like it should be in the fucking smithsonian or something. bitches. can't they just accept antiques?! i'm getting a new one next month, just leave mi fono viejo alone!!
mweh, that's enough of me. i'm going to go use the facilities, then head back for some quality mind-numbing un-PC entertainment. cheers!
after this i am going to be genetically programmed to kill when i hear the "family guy" theme song
21.10.05
yes, it's really 4.30 am
why am i blogging at 4.30 in the morning, you ask? good question, says i. i just got back to my room and my computer was on... and i already checked my email.
today should be good, after i go to sleep then wake up again... haha, i could probably take my morning meds right now, but i'm not going to, since i just took my night meds. wow, i am entirely too entertained by this. new topic.
i actually took two naps today- and by today i mean yesterday- so the first goes out to Madge, and the second to Kimberlina, who requested that I sleep in her name. Gladly. there you go, kiddo. hope the rest finds you soon.
quite frankly, i hope the rest finds me soon... and in anticipation of that, i am going to go lay down in my bed and probably pass out immediately. now that i've said that, though, i probably just jinxed myself, and won't sleep at all. again. knock on wood! and i actually did. cheers!
On The Rocks' version of "For The Longest Time"- it applies :)
today should be good, after i go to sleep then wake up again... haha, i could probably take my morning meds right now, but i'm not going to, since i just took my night meds. wow, i am entirely too entertained by this. new topic.
i actually took two naps today- and by today i mean yesterday- so the first goes out to Madge, and the second to Kimberlina, who requested that I sleep in her name. Gladly. there you go, kiddo. hope the rest finds you soon.
quite frankly, i hope the rest finds me soon... and in anticipation of that, i am going to go lay down in my bed and probably pass out immediately. now that i've said that, though, i probably just jinxed myself, and won't sleep at all. again. knock on wood! and i actually did. cheers!
On The Rocks' version of "For The Longest Time"- it applies :)
20.10.05
today was a good day
indeedy it was. last night was good, then i got back to my room and finished this damn paper i've been trying to write for CORE, which made the whole time better....
this morning was a little rough, though... my body nearly held me hostage in my bed, until i regained control, and negotiated my freedom just in time to make it to Spanish class.... what a waste. They were all wastes today!
frankly, anything besides a nap is sounding like a waste right now, so you know what i'm going to do? that's right, check my email! then call my sister back, then eat something... then study for that huge math test tomorrow.... it's gonna be a bitch, but thankfully it's my only class tomorrow, and after that? FAMILY GUY MARATHON!!! yay! can't wait. so much humour and procrastination of homework in one weekend, it's going to be marvelous.
eh, fuck it, i'll call anya back, then nap. adios!
i've missed you :)
this morning was a little rough, though... my body nearly held me hostage in my bed, until i regained control, and negotiated my freedom just in time to make it to Spanish class.... what a waste. They were all wastes today!
frankly, anything besides a nap is sounding like a waste right now, so you know what i'm going to do? that's right, check my email! then call my sister back, then eat something... then study for that huge math test tomorrow.... it's gonna be a bitch, but thankfully it's my only class tomorrow, and after that? FAMILY GUY MARATHON!!! yay! can't wait. so much humour and procrastination of homework in one weekend, it's going to be marvelous.
eh, fuck it, i'll call anya back, then nap. adios!
i've missed you :)
19.10.05
I SLEPT!!
I just thought you'd all want to know... it was a magical thing, to wake up and realise that I was sleeping!
5 hours of unconscious bliss... yay! cheers!
crazy dreams... fucking crazy dreams...
5 hours of unconscious bliss... yay! cheers!
crazy dreams... fucking crazy dreams...
fuck
sleep isn't coming tonight either... i'm sorry madge, it's just not not happening.
great, and my lamp just started having some sort of spastic attack. i'm going to get a seizure and die. how appropriate. owwww, turning it off hurts my eyes... maybe the seizure is worth it. and of course, it's fine now. isn't that how it always is.
i found another movie to toss on the list of Worst Flicks Ever: "The Prince & Me." I should've known it would be crap from the title, since the grammatically incorrectness irked me... but no, i watched it. what a waste of time. oh well, it got me (partially) distracted, which was nice.
once again, my roomie is off drinking. i think it's Tequila Tuesday... i worry for that kid. i worry a lot. i worry too much. about everything. i'm sure it gets old for people around me. actually, i know it gets old for them- Meagan was nearly fit to pop earlier from just sitting and trying to do math homework with me! i laugh... then worry.
tensions in the "gang" are starting to worry me as well. we were all working before, and now it's been drawn and quartered into factions: The Chicks, The TAers, and The Rest. The Rest occasionally converse with The Chicks, and the rest of the time are with the TAers... it's so confusing! i don't get it... makes me sad.
i'm not sure why i chose to share that, but i did, so there, and if anyone who is part of the "gang" feels that my portrayal of us is incorrect, feel free to correct me... but i doubt anybody will, since the only ones who know about this blog are either TAers, or already know my thoughts...
new topic, something happy... please, mind, anything... c'mon, c'mon, gotta be able to come up with something to distract my mind, because it's way too late to be thinking, yet here i am, functioning on almost an hour of sleep (i passed out in Meagan's room this evening for 50 minutes, and it was a crap nap, but a much needed crap nap).
i give up, i'm going to lay down, and maybe i'll get lucky with a bit of exhaustion-induced mind silence. cheers!
wow, my roomie just got back and immediately the room filled with the scent of vodka... she's saying that she had an entire 5th to herself... and potsmoke wafted in earlier... our room stinks. adios!
is he mad at me? is he tired of me? does he care about me? does he miss me?
great, and my lamp just started having some sort of spastic attack. i'm going to get a seizure and die. how appropriate. owwww, turning it off hurts my eyes... maybe the seizure is worth it. and of course, it's fine now. isn't that how it always is.
i found another movie to toss on the list of Worst Flicks Ever: "The Prince & Me." I should've known it would be crap from the title, since the grammatically incorrectness irked me... but no, i watched it. what a waste of time. oh well, it got me (partially) distracted, which was nice.
once again, my roomie is off drinking. i think it's Tequila Tuesday... i worry for that kid. i worry a lot. i worry too much. about everything. i'm sure it gets old for people around me. actually, i know it gets old for them- Meagan was nearly fit to pop earlier from just sitting and trying to do math homework with me! i laugh... then worry.
tensions in the "gang" are starting to worry me as well. we were all working before, and now it's been drawn and quartered into factions: The Chicks, The TAers, and The Rest. The Rest occasionally converse with The Chicks, and the rest of the time are with the TAers... it's so confusing! i don't get it... makes me sad.
i'm not sure why i chose to share that, but i did, so there, and if anyone who is part of the "gang" feels that my portrayal of us is incorrect, feel free to correct me... but i doubt anybody will, since the only ones who know about this blog are either TAers, or already know my thoughts...
new topic, something happy... please, mind, anything... c'mon, c'mon, gotta be able to come up with something to distract my mind, because it's way too late to be thinking, yet here i am, functioning on almost an hour of sleep (i passed out in Meagan's room this evening for 50 minutes, and it was a crap nap, but a much needed crap nap).
i give up, i'm going to lay down, and maybe i'll get lucky with a bit of exhaustion-induced mind silence. cheers!
wow, my roomie just got back and immediately the room filled with the scent of vodka... she's saying that she had an entire 5th to herself... and potsmoke wafted in earlier... our room stinks. adios!
is he mad at me? is he tired of me? does he care about me? does he miss me?
18.10.05
spinning... while sitting....
yeah, i haven't slept since saturday night. and saturday night's sleep was crap. as was friday night's. i think i'm probably going to crash soon.
my mommy sent me a congradulatory package (for the Crim test score). It consisted of my new medical insurance card, a bottle of pills, and a Microwave-able Brownie mix. Only in my family, i tell you.
right now would be the perfect time to take a nap: it's early afternoon, i'm done with classes for the day, i have minimal homework for spanish, and my body SHOULD be tired. but it's not. kind of weirded out. if i can't sleep tonight, then tomorrow i'm knocking myself out with NyQuil or something, because i'm barely functioning at a molecular level. it's almost dangerous, for the rest of the world. good thing i'm not driving, or else i would've asked somebody to take my keys.
as you can tell, my current lack of sleep is worrying me slightly. you'd THINK the lack of food/hunger would be worrisome as well, but i don't usually GET hungry, or it doesn't occur to me until someone around me gets hungry. then i think 'oh yeah, i should eat, it's been awhile.' makes me laugh. makes my mother worry.
i really have nothing to talk about right now, so maybe i'll just go lay down and pray for sleep to find me... or someone willing to give me a hug, because it's been too long. cheers!
holding pattern... holding pattern... -sigh- maybe today it'll end.
my mommy sent me a congradulatory package (for the Crim test score). It consisted of my new medical insurance card, a bottle of pills, and a Microwave-able Brownie mix. Only in my family, i tell you.
right now would be the perfect time to take a nap: it's early afternoon, i'm done with classes for the day, i have minimal homework for spanish, and my body SHOULD be tired. but it's not. kind of weirded out. if i can't sleep tonight, then tomorrow i'm knocking myself out with NyQuil or something, because i'm barely functioning at a molecular level. it's almost dangerous, for the rest of the world. good thing i'm not driving, or else i would've asked somebody to take my keys.
as you can tell, my current lack of sleep is worrying me slightly. you'd THINK the lack of food/hunger would be worrisome as well, but i don't usually GET hungry, or it doesn't occur to me until someone around me gets hungry. then i think 'oh yeah, i should eat, it's been awhile.' makes me laugh. makes my mother worry.
i really have nothing to talk about right now, so maybe i'll just go lay down and pray for sleep to find me... or someone willing to give me a hug, because it's been too long. cheers!
holding pattern... holding pattern... -sigh- maybe today it'll end.
17.10.05
sweet tofu
writing this paper is like pulling teeth: painful and tedious. just felt like complaining. cheers!
at least my birkenstocks are comfy! yay
at least my birkenstocks are comfy! yay
Once again, here I am.
yep, procrastinating. And since I can't sleep (that's a statement and a warning, all in one), I figured, 'hey, why don't I waste my time by writing something that OTHER people will waste their time reading? BRILLIANT!'
So my apologies, since I have no idea what's going to come out of my fingers here, but you know what? It's going to be a wild and crazy ride... hang on!
haha, Madge just commented on my last post... that makes me smile.
anywho, let's see... where to launch from... how about last night, which I spent rolling and flipping and generally just not sleeping. boo.
At one point, my roomie was talking in her sleep, which would've been entertaining, except she woke me up, and i'd managed to finally get to sleep about 20 minutes before that... oh well. it was really funny, she was talking with her hands and everything!
Finally got up around 9, emailed my mom, who immediately emailed me back... that was pretty nifty. we talked on the phone for over an hour last night... i think now that i'm gone, we might get along. whee! she claims to still be able to see the little Meghan in this photo. tell me what you think:
So my apologies, since I have no idea what's going to come out of my fingers here, but you know what? It's going to be a wild and crazy ride... hang on!
haha, Madge just commented on my last post... that makes me smile.
anywho, let's see... where to launch from... how about last night, which I spent rolling and flipping and generally just not sleeping. boo.
At one point, my roomie was talking in her sleep, which would've been entertaining, except she woke me up, and i'd managed to finally get to sleep about 20 minutes before that... oh well. it was really funny, she was talking with her hands and everything!
Finally got up around 9, emailed my mom, who immediately emailed me back... that was pretty nifty. we talked on the phone for over an hour last night... i think now that i'm gone, we might get along. whee! she claims to still be able to see the little Meghan in this photo. tell me what you think:
ok, so there's me these days... here's me from when i was a kid (only photo of me as a wean, my apologies for the humourosity of it):
I don't see it, but who knows...
My quilt makes me happy. I'm too lazy to upload a photo of it right now, mainly because doing that would involve taking a photo of it (first finding a camera to find said photo, then.. yeah), and it looks too comfy in a heap on my bed. Yeah that's right, I said my blanket looks comfy. Because it does. So there.
I'm supposed to be writing a paper on a core value of mine... I chose "interdependence." Should be interesting when I'm done, but since the whole "getting it done" thing isn't happening, we'll never know, now, will we?
My youngest sister is experiencing some of the less pleasant aspects of life right now, and I wish I could make it all better, but since it's not actually her with the problems, but her friend, I can't. And even if these were her problems, I couldn't fix them for her... hell, I can barely fix my own life, most of the time. I can't even imagine how helpless my mother feels.
I have two photos on my side of the room, and my roomie has a million. I think I have photo envy. I'm not sure how to fix that, since I have neither a camera nor a means to put these photos on paper, so there you go. Maybe I'll draw something. Nah, that's too pathetic. 'Look what I drew so my side of the room won't look so sad!' yeah, weak.
I just got an email from my mother telling of the dangers of tampons and pads. Apparently, if there's dioxin in my tampons/pads, I could get cervical cancer or womb tumours. delicious. Organic Essentials or Terra Femme are the recommended brands. hahaha, it says "100% UNBLEACHED COTTON TAMPONS" just like that. Those're supposed to save my cervix. Good to know, I guess. And now you all know! Yay!
My side of the room is seriously sad, tampons aside. I should look for something to decorate it... or not.
That's it, I'm going to try and take a nap, then tackle my paper. Cheers!
everything is going to be alright. this i believe wholeheartedly. i just wish this holding pattern would finish up.
16.10.05
Spanish... bah.
I don't feel like editing my spanish paper... probably because I don't feel like thinking in spanish. but that's just a guess.
My roomie is off partying, leaving me here alone with myself and my thoughts. Bah.
Alright, espanol time it is. Cheers!
fuck... only time will tell. i hope he thinks i'm worth it.
My roomie is off partying, leaving me here alone with myself and my thoughts. Bah.
Alright, espanol time it is. Cheers!
fuck... only time will tell. i hope he thinks i'm worth it.
and a couple bags of cheap candy later...
today was interesting. It was bad, then good, then really good, then bad... crazy.
But Ani is making it all better, slowly. Ani DiFranco, that is. I'm not referring to my sister with a nickname she's not oh-so-very fond of.
I suppose I should explain my family, for all future references to be gotten. I have 2 biologically-related parents, 4 non-biologically-related parents, 1 biologically-related (debatably) sister, and 4 non-biologically-related siblings. Bob (bio-dad) grew up with Dave (non-bio dad #1), then Bob married Sue (bio mom), and Dave married Karen (non-bio mom #1). Sue met George (non-bio dad #2) through work, and he and his wife Linda (non-bio mom #2) became friends with my other parents, and they're who I mean when I say "all of my parents." Dave and Karen had two children, Lindsay (28) and Brian (25). George and Linda had two children as well, Quinn (21) and Lauren (17). And finally, Bob and Sue had Meghan (me- 19) and Anya (15).
There. If anybody cared, there's my family. If you find yourself wondering why, just remember: I'm from Eugene.
And with that, I'm going to bed. I should've before I even blogged, but for some reason, I thought I should say something, then when I logged on, I went through my day and didn't feel like putting it down. So, there you go. Cheers!
sometimes i hate the situations i create for myself, but i don't know what to do... and i can't go to sleep hating myself again... what to do, what to do....
But Ani is making it all better, slowly. Ani DiFranco, that is. I'm not referring to my sister with a nickname she's not oh-so-very fond of.
I suppose I should explain my family, for all future references to be gotten. I have 2 biologically-related parents, 4 non-biologically-related parents, 1 biologically-related (debatably) sister, and 4 non-biologically-related siblings. Bob (bio-dad) grew up with Dave (non-bio dad #1), then Bob married Sue (bio mom), and Dave married Karen (non-bio mom #1). Sue met George (non-bio dad #2) through work, and he and his wife Linda (non-bio mom #2) became friends with my other parents, and they're who I mean when I say "all of my parents." Dave and Karen had two children, Lindsay (28) and Brian (25). George and Linda had two children as well, Quinn (21) and Lauren (17). And finally, Bob and Sue had Meghan (me- 19) and Anya (15).
There. If anybody cared, there's my family. If you find yourself wondering why, just remember: I'm from Eugene.
And with that, I'm going to bed. I should've before I even blogged, but for some reason, I thought I should say something, then when I logged on, I went through my day and didn't feel like putting it down. So, there you go. Cheers!
sometimes i hate the situations i create for myself, but i don't know what to do... and i can't go to sleep hating myself again... what to do, what to do....
15.10.05
TGIF... right.
yeah, my friday started last night with tye-dying.... which rocked! i love my boys. they're going to look so purdy in their fuschia shirts and trousers.
then, of course, the dye made me sick. so i didn't make it to math today, but sent my homework in with Meagan and a note explaining that, unless Professor Jack A. Buttcane (his real name, I kid you not!) wanted me to get sick all over his nice clean khakis, i wouldn't be in my usual front-row seat. i slept. it was nice. well, not really... fevered naps are crazy in themselves, and the dreams were crazy. but sleeping in general is good, so there you go.
And today had to be the day I received the care package from my mam with a huge bag of Swedish Fish sweets. Ate them anyway, and managed to keep them down. I'm eating the last of them right now. I don't think I'll ever be able to eat these things again.
Right, anywho, my evening was pretty low-key. Went to an INCREDIBLE sax-and-piano concert (thanks to Kyle, who alerted me to it), then headed back to Ivy to watch "A Clockwork Orange" for the first time. Fuckin crazy movie, it was. I may have to sit back and think about it for a while before making a decision as to whether or not I liked it.
Aside- Anya: can you tell Mam I got the pack, and thanks? I'll tell her thanks during the weekly call tomorrow, but just let her know it got here, ok? Thanks, baby!
And with that, I'm going to go to sleep. My roomie is in Oakridge for the weekend, so it's allllll me here. WOOHOO!!! naked dance party! mwahaha... Cheers!
i know he just doesn't want to get sick, buti feel so undesirable nonetheless...
then, of course, the dye made me sick. so i didn't make it to math today, but sent my homework in with Meagan and a note explaining that, unless Professor Jack A. Buttcane (his real name, I kid you not!) wanted me to get sick all over his nice clean khakis, i wouldn't be in my usual front-row seat. i slept. it was nice. well, not really... fevered naps are crazy in themselves, and the dreams were crazy. but sleeping in general is good, so there you go.
And today had to be the day I received the care package from my mam with a huge bag of Swedish Fish sweets. Ate them anyway, and managed to keep them down. I'm eating the last of them right now. I don't think I'll ever be able to eat these things again.
Right, anywho, my evening was pretty low-key. Went to an INCREDIBLE sax-and-piano concert (thanks to Kyle, who alerted me to it), then headed back to Ivy to watch "A Clockwork Orange" for the first time. Fuckin crazy movie, it was. I may have to sit back and think about it for a while before making a decision as to whether or not I liked it.
Aside- Anya: can you tell Mam I got the pack, and thanks? I'll tell her thanks during the weekly call tomorrow, but just let her know it got here, ok? Thanks, baby!
And with that, I'm going to go to sleep. My roomie is in Oakridge for the weekend, so it's allllll me here. WOOHOO!!! naked dance party! mwahaha... Cheers!
i know he just doesn't want to get sick, buti feel so undesirable nonetheless...
13.10.05
Yay!
Took a Criminology test today, and got a 92%. yay for me!
Played Madge's "-insert name- needs" game. Here're some of the more entertaining results:
Meghan Needs A Savage Beating.
Meghan Needs a boyfriend.
Meghan Needs a family that has experience with teenagers and the daily issues they face.
Meghan Needs help as she has been caught in the middle of a conspiracy.
Today's high point was sitting in the cafeteria just now, talking with Alex, Hans, Jason, Jessi, and Clark about different ways to serve human flesh. Somehow we got there from a discussion on the Bible. And that transition makes me happy.
Alright, I got Math to do. Cheers!
---MB
wonder if he's got time for a hug this evening... last night he was busy, and that was a change from what was happening the night before. heh heh heh
Played Madge's "-insert name- needs" game. Here're some of the more entertaining results:
Meghan Needs A Savage Beating.
Meghan Needs a boyfriend.
Meghan Needs a family that has experience with teenagers and the daily issues they face.
Meghan Needs help as she has been caught in the middle of a conspiracy.
Today's high point was sitting in the cafeteria just now, talking with Alex, Hans, Jason, Jessi, and Clark about different ways to serve human flesh. Somehow we got there from a discussion on the Bible. And that transition makes me happy.
Alright, I got Math to do. Cheers!
---MB
wonder if he's got time for a hug this evening... last night he was busy, and that was a change from what was happening the night before. heh heh heh
12.10.05
oops
well, i just remembered that I have a test tomorrow online, then as i was remembering that, i ALSO realised that i need to upload a paper onto BlackBoard, and I don't know how to do that from my computer... anybody from SOU know how to do that?
withdrawls and he's less than 200 feet away.... sadness
withdrawls and he's less than 200 feet away.... sadness
100!!! I Made It!!!
This is my 100th post. Woohoo. Since this is such a momentous occasion, I thought I'd look back to my first, and see what all I was bitching about back then...
11.10.02
Do not blame me for this waste of web space! Kassidy forced me to create this monster.... but, seeing as i HAVE, i suppose i should say something useful.... how about this: if happiness is the key to life, then there can be drawn a direct correlation between happiness and life...if success is necessary for happiness in life, then once one has achieved success, they are happy, and living!---)*( eghan
Wow, I was a lame kiddo back then. Probably thought I was being all clever and whatknot. haha
OOOH!!! I finally have a photo of Kyle and I dressed up for the Ashland Art Walk! Now, lemme try to figure out how to put it in the post... just asec...
11.10.02
Do not blame me for this waste of web space! Kassidy forced me to create this monster.... but, seeing as i HAVE, i suppose i should say something useful.... how about this: if happiness is the key to life, then there can be drawn a direct correlation between happiness and life...if success is necessary for happiness in life, then once one has achieved success, they are happy, and living!---)*( eghan
Wow, I was a lame kiddo back then. Probably thought I was being all clever and whatknot. haha
OOOH!!! I finally have a photo of Kyle and I dressed up for the Ashland Art Walk! Now, lemme try to figure out how to put it in the post... just asec...
Yay! I figured it out. I rock. Alright, I don't want to push my luck, it took about 10 tries to get that photo there, I won't try to make it bigger. Just rest assured, that's us, and we're cute, and no, my hips really aren't that big. hahaha... alright, homework time. cheers!
wonder where my roomie is...
11.10.05
Tuesdays. Whoop.
Anya's on the phone, telling me how bad life at home is without me there. Sounds not fun.
Working on a surprise for someone. Makes me smile.
I floated through today. Got a migraine during my last class. It sucked, because I was just about to get up and give a speech. It's still throbbing on the right side of my head, and is making my right eye water. No fun. But I don't want to take meds, so there.
I'm hungry. Nobody's around to go eat with me, though, so I wait. Hopefully Meagan and Alex and Hans will get back from their jaunt to Medford soon. Alex's glasses broke a few days back, so Meagan drove him up to the optometrist, and Hans tagged along. So jealous. I'm bored.
I think I'll go take a shower. Maybe putting my hair into the little spiky buns I've been wearing more often will make the world seem better. If that doesn't work, I'll go... I don't know... work ahead in my spanish book. Cheers!
i kinda feel like i should apologise for complaining so much, but it's my blog, so there.
Working on a surprise for someone. Makes me smile.
I floated through today. Got a migraine during my last class. It sucked, because I was just about to get up and give a speech. It's still throbbing on the right side of my head, and is making my right eye water. No fun. But I don't want to take meds, so there.
I'm hungry. Nobody's around to go eat with me, though, so I wait. Hopefully Meagan and Alex and Hans will get back from their jaunt to Medford soon. Alex's glasses broke a few days back, so Meagan drove him up to the optometrist, and Hans tagged along. So jealous. I'm bored.
I think I'll go take a shower. Maybe putting my hair into the little spiky buns I've been wearing more often will make the world seem better. If that doesn't work, I'll go... I don't know... work ahead in my spanish book. Cheers!
i kinda feel like i should apologise for complaining so much, but it's my blog, so there.
9.10.05
Brick Painting... so very very interesting.
Ok, brick painting really wasn't that fun at all (especially since that one chick kept talking and I just wanted to shove said brick down her throat), but it was either titling this post "Brick Painting" or "Doing Nothing, and Enjoying It."
Ok, that second title might've been better, but you know what? Oh well.
The last few days have been pretty fun. I put off doing anything of consequence and just kicked back. Quite unlike what I usually do, of course :-p Yesterday I spent bumming around Medford with Kyle's family (clarification: I was bumming; they actually had things to do), and had a pretty good time. His littlest sister is hilarious! We were racing eachother from one place to another, and trading stories about Kyle, and whatknot. I miss my sister. Well, sisters, to be precise. But I was thinking of the youngest.
I should be writing a summary and a critical response, but am I? No. They're not due until Tuesday. Mwahahaha... I'm such a terrible person.
Alright, I'm going to go take a shower... PLEASE hold your applause, I can hear it from here... Yes, alright, you can send me a thank-you note. Box 68. Cheers!
"dammit, woman, you make my penis turn into houdini!"
Ok, that second title might've been better, but you know what? Oh well.
The last few days have been pretty fun. I put off doing anything of consequence and just kicked back. Quite unlike what I usually do, of course :-p Yesterday I spent bumming around Medford with Kyle's family (clarification: I was bumming; they actually had things to do), and had a pretty good time. His littlest sister is hilarious! We were racing eachother from one place to another, and trading stories about Kyle, and whatknot. I miss my sister. Well, sisters, to be precise. But I was thinking of the youngest.
I should be writing a summary and a critical response, but am I? No. They're not due until Tuesday. Mwahahaha... I'm such a terrible person.
Alright, I'm going to go take a shower... PLEASE hold your applause, I can hear it from here... Yes, alright, you can send me a thank-you note. Box 68. Cheers!
"dammit, woman, you make my penis turn into houdini!"
7.10.05
Babysitting a Drunk.... fun....
yeah, i'm sitting with a drunk friend, doing the usual "walking to and from the jax" and such. I keep telling him to drink water, but I think he's half-dozing right now, so no worries.
OOOH! I got a 95% on my last Spanish test. Yay for me! :D
I look cute today. I feel comfortable saying that because I'm wearing my favourite skirt, favourite stockings, favourite shirt, favourite earrings, my comfy converses, and Meagan did my hair. It rocks. I'll try to put a photo up next time, or some day. And Kyle! wow, does that boy clean up good. He had the full tux going on, with a white bowtie and white suspenders, it made me smile. Photos were taken, and I may have to snag one.
Alright, my shift is up, I get to go to bed. Cheers!
i'll get him with me if it takes knocking down some old ladies and stealing from small children! i don't know why it would, but if it did, i'd do it!
OOOH! I got a 95% on my last Spanish test. Yay for me! :D
I look cute today. I feel comfortable saying that because I'm wearing my favourite skirt, favourite stockings, favourite shirt, favourite earrings, my comfy converses, and Meagan did my hair. It rocks. I'll try to put a photo up next time, or some day. And Kyle! wow, does that boy clean up good. He had the full tux going on, with a white bowtie and white suspenders, it made me smile. Photos were taken, and I may have to snag one.
Alright, my shift is up, I get to go to bed. Cheers!
i'll get him with me if it takes knocking down some old ladies and stealing from small children! i don't know why it would, but if it did, i'd do it!
5.10.05
Cheap Movie Wednesdays ROCK!
Yeah, the concept of a $3 movie is a good one. Too bad the movie bit something terrible. "Lord of War"- DON'T WASTE YOUR MONEY.
Today was actually pretty decent, aside from not seeing a certain male as much as I would've liked to. But, he has homework, and probably be at it well into the night, so there you go. I have homework as well, but have decided that writing here is more important. Ok, maybe not more important, but more what I'd like to be doing.
I have two Summaries due tomorrow that I haven't done, and a Reaction that I should type, but won't. How very sad. How very me.
Alright, I'm going to sleep. Benadryl is kickin in. Cheers!
had a fucker of a craving this evening. haven't had one that bad since the month after i quit (march).
Today was actually pretty decent, aside from not seeing a certain male as much as I would've liked to. But, he has homework, and probably be at it well into the night, so there you go. I have homework as well, but have decided that writing here is more important. Ok, maybe not more important, but more what I'd like to be doing.
I have two Summaries due tomorrow that I haven't done, and a Reaction that I should type, but won't. How very sad. How very me.
Alright, I'm going to sleep. Benadryl is kickin in. Cheers!
had a fucker of a craving this evening. haven't had one that bad since the month after i quit (march).
3.10.05
Movies that Sucked. A lot.
Today was a bit disappointing (and i have homework that i'm dodging like a middleschooler), so I think I will start a list entitled "Movies That Sucked." Here goes:
-American Psycho (as mentioned before)
-all of the Rocky movies
-Titanic (ooh surprise surprise, the ship went down. again.)
-Water World (from what I hear, it makes the list)
-Exorcist: The Beginning
-Pretty much any sequel
-Napoleon Dynamite (don't argue, just accept it)
Your turn! I've listed as many as I can think of before feeling guilty about skipping on my annotating, so tell me what movies you think I should've thought of... go!
so close, and yet so far... i need a hug... especially right now
-American Psycho (as mentioned before)
-all of the Rocky movies
-Titanic (ooh surprise surprise, the ship went down. again.)
-Water World (from what I hear, it makes the list)
-Exorcist: The Beginning
-Pretty much any sequel
-Napoleon Dynamite (don't argue, just accept it)
Your turn! I've listed as many as I can think of before feeling guilty about skipping on my annotating, so tell me what movies you think I should've thought of... go!
so close, and yet so far... i need a hug... especially right now
1.10.05
The Eugene Celebration Rocks!!!
Oh man! Went and saw the Eugene Celebration Parade this morning with Meagan, Alex, and Will... it was fucking awesome! Then later, we listened to a trio of rag-timey guys... One was playing the washtub bass, one was playing a steel-bodied acoustic guitar, and a washboard...
I miss him. Sleep isn't working without him.
Alex put on a pair of sheer knee-highs and pranced around my room, it was hilarious! Now he's sitting next to me accusing me of "playing games." I have no idea what he's talking about.
"American Psycho" was one of THE worst movies I've ever seen. Pointless gore and sex, then the guy tweaks, and then more gore and a bit of sex... Stupid. Although the whole dropping a chain saw onto a prostitute running down stairs and killing her was pretty funny.
Alex keeps bugging me, I think he needs company. I'm going to take off. Cheers!
i love you, baby
I miss him. Sleep isn't working without him.
Alex put on a pair of sheer knee-highs and pranced around my room, it was hilarious! Now he's sitting next to me accusing me of "playing games." I have no idea what he's talking about.
"American Psycho" was one of THE worst movies I've ever seen. Pointless gore and sex, then the guy tweaks, and then more gore and a bit of sex... Stupid. Although the whole dropping a chain saw onto a prostitute running down stairs and killing her was pretty funny.
Alex keeps bugging me, I think he needs company. I'm going to take off. Cheers!
i love you, baby
30.9.05
Back in Eugene
Yup, it's true. Just can't stay away.
Really not enjoying the whole "being away from him" thing. This weekend is going to be rough.
The drive up was pretty uneventful. Alex and Will got into a rather heated argument about Will's racism, which was pretty crazy.
Everybody's sitting downstairs watching "The Best of Christopher Walken: SNL" or whatever... I can't seem to get into it. I think I'm just too tired.
Tomorrow is the parade, which should be pretty fun.
Alright, I give up, I'm really tired... stomach cramps and cravings really take it out of you. Cheers!
i miss him. a lot. i hope he misses me too.
Really not enjoying the whole "being away from him" thing. This weekend is going to be rough.
The drive up was pretty uneventful. Alex and Will got into a rather heated argument about Will's racism, which was pretty crazy.
Everybody's sitting downstairs watching "The Best of Christopher Walken: SNL" or whatever... I can't seem to get into it. I think I'm just too tired.
Tomorrow is the parade, which should be pretty fun.
Alright, I give up, I'm really tired... stomach cramps and cravings really take it out of you. Cheers!
i miss him. a lot. i hope he misses me too.
28.9.05
University. Right.
School is school is school. I like some classes, can think of better things to do than others. Surprised? Not really. Glad to be here? You bet your ass!
This roadtrip that Meagan and I have been planning on for the last month or so has gotten so fucked up, it's crazy. I have no clue who is actually going, and I don't think she does either... I wish Kyle could go, but he's got practice up the wazoo, so no dice there, methinks. :(
This kid in my spanish keeps bugging me, and I wish he'd just fuck off. I think asking me to "hang out sometime, maybe study or something" was odd... Oh well. If he gets out of line, I'll just sweetly smile and knee him in the junk. :D I'm so kind.
gah, my eyes are tripping out from having just done several hours of homework, so I'm going to go to sleep... cheers!
patience is not a virtue... it's a form of torture!
This roadtrip that Meagan and I have been planning on for the last month or so has gotten so fucked up, it's crazy. I have no clue who is actually going, and I don't think she does either... I wish Kyle could go, but he's got practice up the wazoo, so no dice there, methinks. :(
This kid in my spanish keeps bugging me, and I wish he'd just fuck off. I think asking me to "hang out sometime, maybe study or something" was odd... Oh well. If he gets out of line, I'll just sweetly smile and knee him in the junk. :D I'm so kind.
gah, my eyes are tripping out from having just done several hours of homework, so I'm going to go to sleep... cheers!
patience is not a virtue... it's a form of torture!
26.9.05
Classes = Good
Today was the first day of classes, and they were pretty easy, actually. Spanish 201 at 11 am was my first class, and it's supposed to be an hour long, but got out at a quarter 'til 12, so that was pretty sweet. Statistics was a few hours later, scheduled from 3-4.20, but got out at 3.30 because the teacher didn't have anything else to say. No complaints here.
Today was also Kyle's 19th birthday. Happy Birthday, baby! And I'm sorry for being a terrible girlfriend and leaving your presents at my house... I'll bring them back with me this weekend, I promise! In the meantime, have some hummus and maybe a hug or two, and try to survive, even though what I got you rocks... :D
Tomorrow is going to be intense. Spanish again (same time), then from 12 until 12.50 I have Intro to Crim, and then at 2-3.50, I've got Honours CORE (an English/Grammar-type class, from what I gather). I'm going to be fucking HUNGRY by the time I get out of there, but you know what? I may just have to pick up a sandwich or something, and call it good.
Ow, the cut on my thumb is doing weird things. Just a second.
Ok, good to go. If you can't tell yet, I'm putting off homework, namely a speech due tomorrow about myself. 2 minutes. Easy peasy lemon squeezy, but still... I'm not so much into the whole "Hi, my name is Meghan, and I'm going to talk about myself" thing. Therefore.... I'll be talking about growing up in Eugene! mwahaha... Some will speak of car accidents, and childhood pets, and grandmas, and then I'll get up there and be all, "hey, I grew up in a giant cloud of ganja and patchouli, and it rocked." hahahah.... well, not really, I'm going to address common stereotypes of Eugene, then quickly beat them to a bloody pulp. mmm... yeah.
It is ten minutes until midnight, and my roomie is off doing whoknowswhat. I'm not really worried.... I think "entertained" or "amused" would be more appropriate words. Come 2 am, though, and "flipping out" may be closer to the truth, although I don't plan on being awake that late.
Post-It notes make me smile.
I was walking back from the Stevensen Union building this afternoon, and I happened to pass him, and it made my day to realise (yet again) that yes, I do get to see him on a daily basis now. Too bad his classload is crazy... And his parents are coming into town this weekend, so he can't go on the journey to Eugene for the Celebration... -sigh- but no worries, because I have the weekend after that to see him, and the weekend after that, and the one after that as well... :D
Alright, I'm going to head to bed. This post is a bit long, and I'm getting loopy. Cheers!
I love him, and he knows it! :) feels so damn good
Today was also Kyle's 19th birthday. Happy Birthday, baby! And I'm sorry for being a terrible girlfriend and leaving your presents at my house... I'll bring them back with me this weekend, I promise! In the meantime, have some hummus and maybe a hug or two, and try to survive, even though what I got you rocks... :D
Tomorrow is going to be intense. Spanish again (same time), then from 12 until 12.50 I have Intro to Crim, and then at 2-3.50, I've got Honours CORE (an English/Grammar-type class, from what I gather). I'm going to be fucking HUNGRY by the time I get out of there, but you know what? I may just have to pick up a sandwich or something, and call it good.
Ow, the cut on my thumb is doing weird things. Just a second.
Ok, good to go. If you can't tell yet, I'm putting off homework, namely a speech due tomorrow about myself. 2 minutes. Easy peasy lemon squeezy, but still... I'm not so much into the whole "Hi, my name is Meghan, and I'm going to talk about myself" thing. Therefore.... I'll be talking about growing up in Eugene! mwahaha... Some will speak of car accidents, and childhood pets, and grandmas, and then I'll get up there and be all, "hey, I grew up in a giant cloud of ganja and patchouli, and it rocked." hahahah.... well, not really, I'm going to address common stereotypes of Eugene, then quickly beat them to a bloody pulp. mmm... yeah.
It is ten minutes until midnight, and my roomie is off doing whoknowswhat. I'm not really worried.... I think "entertained" or "amused" would be more appropriate words. Come 2 am, though, and "flipping out" may be closer to the truth, although I don't plan on being awake that late.
Post-It notes make me smile.
I was walking back from the Stevensen Union building this afternoon, and I happened to pass him, and it made my day to realise (yet again) that yes, I do get to see him on a daily basis now. Too bad his classload is crazy... And his parents are coming into town this weekend, so he can't go on the journey to Eugene for the Celebration... -sigh- but no worries, because I have the weekend after that to see him, and the weekend after that, and the one after that as well... :D
Alright, I'm going to head to bed. This post is a bit long, and I'm getting loopy. Cheers!
I love him, and he knows it! :) feels so damn good
24.9.05
No Worries :D
Sorry about my little freak out from last night, I was a little tired and feeling alone... Fixed that later on... :D
Today was pretty lame, lots of seminars and shit. Oops, apparently Kyle's roomie wants to watch midget porn on his computer, which I'm currently on... haha, I joke. But I do need to go find some food, so cheers, and with any luck I'll find time to post in a week or so. :D
i definitely love him... and i even told him, but he didn't realise it... sad
Today was pretty lame, lots of seminars and shit. Oops, apparently Kyle's roomie wants to watch midget porn on his computer, which I'm currently on... haha, I joke. But I do need to go find some food, so cheers, and with any luck I'll find time to post in a week or so. :D
i definitely love him... and i even told him, but he didn't realise it... sad
23.9.05
Today... yeah
I have no clue what's going on with me right now, but today has seemed off. I know that I wrote this morning and everything was rolling smoothly then, but somehow since then, it's been weird. I'm not sure what's going on with my interpersonal relations, but I seem to be doing a much better job of keeping up with people I don't really care about, and for you all who I do actually give a rat's ass over, my apologies if I've seemed as out of it as I think I have been.
Actually, most of you won't know what I'm talking about because I haven't SEEN most of you recently, and no worries, you'll get your fix of all things Meghan right here, but for the moment, this is what you're going to get:
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!
I think I need to sleep. Cheers!
i really think I may have lost him, and i don't know what to do...
Actually, most of you won't know what I'm talking about because I haven't SEEN most of you recently, and no worries, you'll get your fix of all things Meghan right here, but for the moment, this is what you're going to get:
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!
I think I need to sleep. Cheers!
i really think I may have lost him, and i don't know what to do...
I'm Here!!
Wow, I just accidentally deleted the whole long post I typed... grr... lemme try to re-create it.
Got here yesterday, all safe and sound. Unpacked the van, met my roomie (her name is Jessie; she's awesome), and basically got settled into my "new digs" (as my father called them). Wandered about, went to a mandatory hall meeting, and played a bit of pool.
mmm, I'm eating minty cookies, so the whole "big post getting deleted" thing is better.
Speaking of food... I have a tin of hummus in my fridge that could go to a certain boyo if he'd care to show up here in Room 309, and do the "Hummus Dance." Otherwise... it might just disappear. :D
An aside to any/all family members who're reading this:
Yes, I survived the ride down. No, I have not had sex with random males. Yes, I'm eating. No, I've not done drugs/consumed alcohol. And yes, I'm happy, which is most important.
There were some REALLY boring seminars this morning/afternoon, which sucked, because Jessie and I stayed up until 3-ish talking... I got in a good nap, though, so all is well. And, I'm still eating minty cookies, so I'm good.
Alright, I have nothing exciting to talk about here, because life has mostly been: drag shit up stairs to room, walk down stairs, drag textbooks to room ($400 was my total! I nearly fainted), walk down stairs for food... you get the picture. If and when something happens, I'll let you know, but in the meantime, assume it's business as usual. Cheers!
where is that boy of mine? didn't he know i was joking, but now am hurt that he didn't follow? it hurts!
Got here yesterday, all safe and sound. Unpacked the van, met my roomie (her name is Jessie; she's awesome), and basically got settled into my "new digs" (as my father called them). Wandered about, went to a mandatory hall meeting, and played a bit of pool.
mmm, I'm eating minty cookies, so the whole "big post getting deleted" thing is better.
Speaking of food... I have a tin of hummus in my fridge that could go to a certain boyo if he'd care to show up here in Room 309, and do the "Hummus Dance." Otherwise... it might just disappear. :D
An aside to any/all family members who're reading this:
Yes, I survived the ride down. No, I have not had sex with random males. Yes, I'm eating. No, I've not done drugs/consumed alcohol. And yes, I'm happy, which is most important.
There were some REALLY boring seminars this morning/afternoon, which sucked, because Jessie and I stayed up until 3-ish talking... I got in a good nap, though, so all is well. And, I'm still eating minty cookies, so I'm good.
Alright, I have nothing exciting to talk about here, because life has mostly been: drag shit up stairs to room, walk down stairs, drag textbooks to room ($400 was my total! I nearly fainted), walk down stairs for food... you get the picture. If and when something happens, I'll let you know, but in the meantime, assume it's business as usual. Cheers!
where is that boy of mine? didn't he know i was joking, but now am hurt that he didn't follow? it hurts!
21.9.05
In 11 hours, I will be gone
Crazy thought, isn't it? (well, maybe not for those of you who aren't affected by my change in location, but it's still happening) I'm sitting here now, putting my sister's DVD player back together after retrieving a lost disk, and tomorrow night, I'll be sleeping in a new room (MY room), with a new roomie (MY roomie), and be closer than I have been to a not-so-new-but-still-delicious-as-ever boyfriend (MY boyfriend... :D)... blows my mind
Everything is packed and loaded in the car. The phone keeps ringing. Last time it rang it was my aunt calling to say my grandfather is in the hospital, so tensions around here are thicker than the skull of the doofus who's running our country. Aaaaand I'm being paged back into the now-barren space that I used to call my own. Cheers!
everything is changing... but what about me?
Everything is packed and loaded in the car. The phone keeps ringing. Last time it rang it was my aunt calling to say my grandfather is in the hospital, so tensions around here are thicker than the skull of the doofus who's running our country. Aaaaand I'm being paged back into the now-barren space that I used to call my own. Cheers!
everything is changing... but what about me?
20.9.05
T minus 2 days and counting!
In approximately 37 hours, I'll be at SOU... mix of feelings. I've been 100% there since I first heard of it, and now that it's right here, I'm not sure if I really want to go... I'll miss my bed, for starters. I love my bed. It's comfy, and the sheets are good, and it's mine. On the other hand, while I'll be in a much smaller bed, I won't be quite so alone... Ok, anxiety gone. hahaha
Been packing boxes this evening with Mrs. Chocolate Man (aka, my mother). It's funny, she's kind of reverted to how she treated me a few years ago, which is odd. I think she's trying to get used to the idea of me being gone, but I'm still here... She'll do some things for me that I could do, but frankly, if she wants to do my laundry, who am I to stop her? I hate going into the laundry room, unless it's to access "my office" (the top of the washing machine... when voices are kept low, it's almost soundproof). Also, she called the housing people for some reason or another... I can't remember why, but I remember thinking that I could've done that as well. I think she's dealing with the loss of me in her own way, and that is: I have no clue. I never have any clue with my mother. She's probably writing poetry about the days of yore, I wouldn't know.
Found a blanket downstairs that Kyle used when he was here this past weekend, and it smelled like him. I must've sat there smiling for a good solid 2 minutes, just thinking about the concert, and walking around town with him, and talking to him the whole way back on the bus... fun times.
hoo boy, apparently the car shat in Anya's bed. I think I'm going to be blamed, which makes ZERO sense, but I can hear the tension rising in her voice. Dear sweet Moses, sounds like he pissed on it as well... cheers!
i need a hug
Been packing boxes this evening with Mrs. Chocolate Man (aka, my mother). It's funny, she's kind of reverted to how she treated me a few years ago, which is odd. I think she's trying to get used to the idea of me being gone, but I'm still here... She'll do some things for me that I could do, but frankly, if she wants to do my laundry, who am I to stop her? I hate going into the laundry room, unless it's to access "my office" (the top of the washing machine... when voices are kept low, it's almost soundproof). Also, she called the housing people for some reason or another... I can't remember why, but I remember thinking that I could've done that as well. I think she's dealing with the loss of me in her own way, and that is: I have no clue. I never have any clue with my mother. She's probably writing poetry about the days of yore, I wouldn't know.
Found a blanket downstairs that Kyle used when he was here this past weekend, and it smelled like him. I must've sat there smiling for a good solid 2 minutes, just thinking about the concert, and walking around town with him, and talking to him the whole way back on the bus... fun times.
hoo boy, apparently the car shat in Anya's bed. I think I'm going to be blamed, which makes ZERO sense, but I can hear the tension rising in her voice. Dear sweet Moses, sounds like he pissed on it as well... cheers!
i need a hug
19.9.05
There's blood in my kitchen...
I don't know where it came from. Scary thing is, nobody does. But it's all over the floor, and partially in the living room.
Anywho, this weekend rocked. Streetlight Manifesto was AWESOME, as was Whole Wheat Bread ("I Love Black People"). Aside- thanks babe for the tank top, it fits perfectly. I promise to wear it on Thursday :D
Packing up my life to take it with me. Never knew I fit into so few cardboard boxes. Kind of strange.
I really have nothing to say other than Streetlight rocked, I had a great weekend, thanks to all involved, and today was one of the loneliest days I've had in at least a week. Being with my mother all day didn't help. Ok, today was weird, and I'm leaving now, I promise. Cheers!
i think i love him... but as i've said before, what do I know about love? does anybody even SEE these comments? i'm curious
Anywho, this weekend rocked. Streetlight Manifesto was AWESOME, as was Whole Wheat Bread ("I Love Black People"). Aside- thanks babe for the tank top, it fits perfectly. I promise to wear it on Thursday :D
Packing up my life to take it with me. Never knew I fit into so few cardboard boxes. Kind of strange.
I really have nothing to say other than Streetlight rocked, I had a great weekend, thanks to all involved, and today was one of the loneliest days I've had in at least a week. Being with my mother all day didn't help. Ok, today was weird, and I'm leaving now, I promise. Cheers!
i think i love him... but as i've said before, what do I know about love? does anybody even SEE these comments? i'm curious
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