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[Jul. 21st, 2008|10:50 am] |
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oh my god. Pigs are flying! Aflac put $55.00 in my account this morning. AMAZING! Good job, dicks.
...Can I have the rest? I gots bills. |
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| efffffffff, There's a bug on my keyboard! |
[Apr. 30th, 2008|01:57 am] |
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| | Another Return - Midnattsol | ] |
Fucking dramatic douchecuntians over in douchecountry trying to rabblerouse.
....That's all I have to say about that. Thank jesus's beard it's over and no one gives a damn. I'm sure someone is disappointed about that fact. nyah ha ha!
Anywho, I refuse to edit this entry today,so I'm going to be just typing the way I talk--and I talk in circles, so basically this entry is going to be a compilation of inane babble that goes something like "blahblah getting called into work every night, josh is amazing, I'm bad at mixing cosmopolitans, wish finals were over, friends are awesome, effing tennessee!!"
Yep. That's actually a pretty good summation of my thought process this week. I feel like I should write something meaningful, touching, and/or introspective, but that's not how my brain is functioning this week. In fact, my brain hasn't functioned in that way since, oh, maybe three months ago. I always feel dumber by the end of semesters, like I can't think in multisyllabic words or function on a keyboard except to draw graphs in Excel about market prices versus risk-free treasury rates.
This calls for my Brisco icon, because I am utterly ridiculous and useless for homework today. I'm also tired of having this bacterial plague, whatever the balls it is. Really, everytime I finish the antibiotics it comes back. Granted I'm not a stickler about taking them correctly every single day, but it shouldn't matter anymore when I've been on them for this long! Grrr. I needz a doctor. TWO MORE WEEKS PLEASE, BODY! |
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[Apr. 17th, 2008|03:29 am] |
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| | Death Shall Have No Dominion | ] |
Fuck the what, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) marieamethyst is married now!!!!
Wheee, I'm still going to her ceremony in two weeks. But yeah, wtf, not one but TWO of my friends are married now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAHGH. I'M GETTING OLD!
I'm also going to be an aunt in three weeks AND a senior in college.
Note to self: Get senior gala tickets tomorrow. I'm not kidding. GET THEM. You have one more day before the deadline. |
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| hackcoughsniffle! |
[Apr. 6th, 2008|03:14 pm] |
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| |  exhausted | ] |
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| | To Mega Therion - Therion | ] |
In positive news, there was epic partyage to be had last night. All my favorite people were there, which was nice. Everything just clicked--it went off flawlessly. ibquincy was a tub of glee the whole time, and everyone was "in the zone" as the saying goes. MARVELOUS.
Doing my thing at the bookstore, touching livejournal for the first time in what seems like ages. I mean, I post a lot of screened entries every two weeks or so, but I haven't posted an open update in a while. Let's see, went to Bowie and then to Owings on friday to Olive Garden (squee!) and then to spend the night at Josh's parents' place. SOOO comfy! His house is luxurious. There were car troubles, because apparently I'm a curse in that department, but all in all an excellent trip! I GOTS ROSEZ! I ♥ flowers.
Alas, I have a sinus infection it seems. I get to go to the Health Center (the bane of my existence *cringe*) for the eighteen hundredth time this year to pick up some amox and try to get rid of this shit. Hacking up a lung is really not attractive or fun. It also sucks trying to sleep at night.
Nashville is coming closer. EEEEEEEE! That is all.
Oh, and I officially am angry at my school for its wrongdoings to the_8th_square. What a scandal they're trying to start :/ I DISAPPROVE!
One last tidbit: The senior project is up and running. I've got the statistical plan laid out, I've got a mentor on board, and I've got resources started. Hot diggity!
Lineup for next semester:
~30 hours at the store
Public Sector Economics
Industrial Organization
International Finance
Chamber Singers
First half of Senior Project
YAY! |
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|05:25 am] |
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| |  It's the ADD talking... | ] |
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| | Vitas - remake of the 5th Element diva song | ] |
Screw my boyfriend. I'm snatching THIS guy!!!
You know you love the boys who reach above their gender's accepted range ^_~
Mmmf. And he's Latvian.
*gets slapped* |
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[Mar. 11th, 2008|10:37 pm] |
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Romney!!! Get off Fox News. Stop supporting McCain. I know you hate him, same as me. DON'T GIVE IN!!! |
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| St. Boondockans |
[Feb. 11th, 2008|02:48 pm] |
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| |  cranky | ] |
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| | Hangman's Lullaby - Silentium | ] |
I don't know what the hooplah is over Boondock Saints. It's such a massive cult film, and everyone raves it as an original gem of "true" film. Man, this movie is so "true"! Wow, really? You think it's a jackpot of filmic meaning? You think it's a basilica of morality? The themes glorified therein were the justifications used for every religious war/genocide ever conducted on this planet. Same plot sequence: a guy suffers, then wakes up in a cold sweat one night with a "revelation from God" that they have to purge someone in order to make the world cleaner and better. Sounds like your typical hotheaded violent rages to me, made ten times more dangerous because the one with the gun is the one who thinks he's doing God's will. It frightens me how many ignorant ((that's not to say all Boondock St fans are ignorant---just the majority who fit the following description)) post-pubescent boys rave over the badassery and "rightness" of that film, how "no one's ever done something like this". These are typically the same kids that drive around listening to bad punk music with dog tags around their neck and stories about how they "totally beat the shit out of this kid one time...." because they want to be like the Boondock Saints. What the hell. Even the TITLE admits, tongue in cheek--or does the director actually believe his protagonists are protagonistic?--that it's just a bunch of recycled fanatic killers. The Boondock saints, as opposed to all the other so-called saints around the world that do God's bidding through blood. Saints: people rewarded with glorious titles who convert and/or kill because God tells them to. The Popes who reigned during the Crusades thought they would be saints someday, too. Joan of Arc, Muhammad, every religious figure of the Old Testament, Hitler, nearly every Islamic warlord.... COME ON! Please, do we need more kids growing up conducting blood justice because they "know" it's the right thing to do?
Ugh. I can't stand that movie. For crying out loud, people need to give it a rest.
Let me be specific in my disapproval, so as not to offend those I don't want offended: It's fine to appreciate this movie for all its qualities, or its over-the-top, almot parody-like violence, it's atypical antagonistic protagonists, .... But don't like it because you think it's "the moral voice of the decade, the kind of municipal action we need nowadays, tra la la la..." That is just ignorant, and that is what I disapprove of. |
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| random's the name, update's the game. |
[Feb. 7th, 2008|03:36 am] |
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| | Astral Romance - Nighwish | ] |
Effing Huckabee, taking votes away from Rommerz!!!
--Let's not speak of the travesty that was super tuesday. *glares at everyone with shifty eyes*
Still no sign of the crab. We fear he is dead somewhere, never to be seen again. Actually, we'll probably find his carcass at the end of the semester when we move out. Grr. How ominous.
I'm conducting a Yami no Matsuei screening this friday with snacks and such It should prove squee-worthy.
And finally, I'm seding in my info to Omicron Delat Epsilon something or other for National Economics Honors Society. Stupid $32 entry dues. We hates them, precious.
That completes my updates. My social life is very chill at the moment. I'm mainly focusing on work, school assignments (it's never done. EVER) and close friends. I've turned up my nose at romance and am trying to feed my sense of independence until at least spring break. --Unless some incredible being appears and I get revved up. But come on, the likelihood of that is minimal. Granted, it happened last semester out of the blue, and I suppose it could happen again with some other unknown. But....... working in the campus center, I know just about everyone. I'm not even exaggerating. There are few people on this campus I know nothing about or don't recognize by name/face/stories from other people.
That's the end of that. |
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| Scuttle |
[Feb. 5th, 2008|01:32 am] |
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| |  aggravated | ] |
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| | The Dark of the Night - Anastasia soundtrack | ] |
The crayfish has somehow escaped the tank through the thermometer hole in the roof and ventured out into the room, where he subsequently died. We can't seem to locate the body, but ibquincy can smell him. It's a sad day for my fish tank. It has lost a very entertaining and beloved member. Now who will dwell inside the castle and burrow hovels?
I either broke my big toe or jammed it on thursday. I'm leaning towards just jamming badly, because the bruising and swelling have gone down significantly in less than a week. Do NOT ask how it happened. It's too dumb to relay. And besides, I'm angry at the person in question for other reasons, and so don't want to give him credit for breaking/jamming my toe.
I managed to find Jerry Maguire for 2.99 including shipping on Amazon. That pleased me greatly. Now I can watch Kushman sing "Kush-lash" from the comfort of my couch any time of night. But shhhh: I also found The Secretary for cheap! It's a surprise for Mayumi, even though she reads my journal. Nyah ha ha...
Courseload work is kicking my rear, but I'll get through it somehow. This summer I'm going to be freaking exhausted. I don't want to have to cook up edited resumes and applications for internships this month on top of everything else. Ugh. I don't think I'm going to accept anymore bookings for February or March, because I'm going to need saturdays to sleep in and have energy for papers. Naaaargh. Stoopid college. Who does this? I think it was frigginalex that said "Junior year of college is like perpetual wednesdays, where there's always three things due and you never sleep well."
MMmmmmmfff, super tuesday tomorrow. C'MONNNNN ROMNEY! You can do it! I sent in my absentee last week, and Maryland's isn't even until the 13th anyway. But I hope tomorrow goes well, otherwise my vote on the 13th won't matter :/
::In excitement for Super Tuesday tomorrow, a Quiz::
| Who You Should Vote For | 
Mitt Romney: 53%
Barack Obama: 47%
Hillary Clinton: 40%
John McCain: 40%
Ron Paul: 33%
Mike Huckabee: 27%
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[Jan. 22nd, 2008|05:46 pm] |
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! HEATH LEDGER, my Brokeback, Sin-Eater baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm going to crawl in a hole and not come out for a week :/ |
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| Crayfish |
[Jan. 19th, 2008|03:21 am] |
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I took my roommate to get her belly button pierced today in celebration of her acceptance to the one-year teaching certification program after college that our campus offers. While we were out, we stopped by Petco and oogled swimmy things. We got....
A CRAYFISH!
....for the house tank. Well, they're mine, but they're a house affair and so we all are involved in the fish goings-on. I'm driving to Baltimore this morning around 8, but luckily I'll have this evening to nap, drink margaritas, and watch films, etc. You know, the typical saturday evenings before the semester starts getting violent and we hide in our rooms huddled over keyboards and sources and manuals. I hate getting home late on saturdays. Those are my lazy days!
We named the crayfish Scuttle, since he scuttles all over the rocks. He burrowed a satisfactory little hovel under the fish castle and is currently being ridiculously cute down in there.
Russian class is coming along splendidly. I think I've got the Cyrillic alphabet down, but we'll see when she whips out the flashcards on us on wednesday. |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|01:19 am] |
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| | Echoes of Eternity | ] |
Nnts. Got everything done, and reckoning phase 1 is over. Woochah!!!
I'm watching Saved, and I can't help but adore it. "Jesus is in the hooooouse! Yeah, let's get our christ on. Let's kick it jesus style! You all wanna walk with the ultimate rebel? Right? The ultimate CEO? The biggest celebrity of them all? Who's down with the G-O-D?"
*dies*
I can't help myself. |
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| Marcus - Something Franklin would like to know more about. |
[Jan. 13th, 2008|01:23 am] |
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| | quiches! | ] |
Tomorrow is a happy day of reckoning--not those other proverbial nasty days of reckoning. I do use the phrase a lot. However, tomorrow's reckoning is jolly! I get my hair dyed, get my monroe piercing, and get to move back into my old place. And the fish are coming with me!
Last night I stayed over at the_8th_square's to galavant, make cookies, watch squee-worthy media, and wreak verbal havoc on each other. All in all it was a success :P Tons of fun giggling about old times, dissing people we don't like, animated discussion of Babylon 5 sexual references, pizza and cheeseystick wonderland, DARK CITY OMGZ and my [apparently] boyfriend known as Rufus Sewell, and other similarly enjoyable things. Sadly, her kitties were not present for the festivities. I think you were right, your mom does love me. It's so strange. WHY?! I'm eeeeevil!
BTW, I took a nap to get over the nausea of a migraine from THIS ASS HOLE THAT SMOKED LIKE SIX CIGARETTES IN FRONT OF ME. It ruined my whole morning; I was so freaking ill. Thought my head was going to crack. I hate people that smoke. Really, they think it's their privilege and doesn't bother anyone. Bull shit. Anyway, I was uber late to Morby's house because I wanted to feel peppy and healthy before I went. I can add "throwing up at a Red Lobster" to my list of life's achievements.
I took a nap with my own kitties tonight downstairs, trying to snuggle enough to last me the three months away from them. Grr. I wish I could bring them to school, but I'd have allergy migraines all the time and the house would smell like litter. So, farewell kitties! I'll be back! |
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[Jan. 9th, 2008|09:51 pm] |
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| |  chipper | ] |
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| | angsty sweeney | ] |
SWEENEY TODD WAS AMAZING!!!
...that is all. |
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